I suppose I should start my story off in the late to mid
1990's, when AJ's Family Water Park was in full swing,
attracting waterpark goers and people of all kinds. I used
to go there in the summers with my family and friends,
enjoying things like "The FLASH Flood Slide," and the
speed slides. There was also a restaurant type building on
the park grounds, where kids would go for their birthday
parties, I myself had one there when I was younger.
Anyways, AJ's lost its populace of waterpark visitors, and
went out of business, leaving eerie remnants of
water slides and go-cart tracks alike. But what is even
more eerie is the building that never got torn down, the
old restaurant.
One winter night, my friends and I were
quite bored and decided to do a little exploring on this
abandoned water park. We had never previously been there
before this time. But, we parked the car and approached
the old boarded-up restaurant that was covered in graffiti
and the like.
We ascended the stairs of the building, to
be met with a dark hole in one of the boards covering the
main doors. This left me with a feeling of uneasiness.
Peering into a dark, gargantuan hole in which I could see
nothing but black, was bound to leave me feeling a little
more than nervous. Then, we heard a loud scraping sound
coming from deep inside of the building. We looked at each
other, then shrugged it off. It only took one more time
for the noise to echo inside the hole to urge us to run
back to the car. Of course, in my blind panic I slipped,
but quickly picked myself up. We threw ourselves into the
car, shaking and coping with our fears.
We left in a
haste, but returned in greater numbers. The second time we
came back to the building was not the best idea I believe
we have had.
This time we all climbed into the hole. The building was tall and deep, with cathedral large panes of
broken glass, and a old plastic balls from the ball pit
that once lied there. We saw a number of things that shook
our senses of sanity. From broken toilets, broken glass,
and the empty elevator shaft, we realized how dumb and
idiotic we were at this point to have climbed into a
building such as this one. We all branched off, some of us
went downstairs, and the others went upstairs. I looked
down the elevator shaft, and shuddered. The one of the
girls we came with screamed and we ran downstairs into the
darkness. We grabbed her in her shaken condition and we
ran. For whatever reason she screamed, I do no know, but
what I do know is that her scream was the only thing that
made us realize we needed to leave that place. We ran back
to the hole, running over the broken glass and thrusting
ourselves back into the real world.
On our retreat back to
the car I spied something that perhaps shall never leave
my mind. I saw a bright blue light far away, at the top of
the old water slides. I gave a double-take, and saw it
start to move. I grabbed my friend Ben and told him to
look at that. We started yelling profanities as the light
began to move down the slides. Then we scrambled into the
cars yelling and shaking.
As we sped away I looked out of the trunk window of the SUV. I could see the light clearer
now that we were leaving the park. The blue light
continued moving down the hill, and towards the empty
building that we had explored that night.
In my
nightmares, I am haunted by lights.
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