Haunted Mine

The moment he entered his house he didn’t stop to call the agent telling him all about the mine. He straight away went to his study and made sure he locked the door behind him. Holding the table and leaning towards it he could still feel that cold breeze on his skin. Even now the noise echoed inside his head. Am I going crazy? he asked looking at the mirror in front of him. Someone was there, he was sure of it. That thing was just inches away when he ran for his life. He needed some answers. He sat in front of his computer and typed ” Haunted mine.”