HOuSe of 1,00O Corpses Part1

                                             -HoUsE of 1,00O Corpses-



   Victor walked through his nice, and normal neighborhood. He loved this town, it was small nd forgotten, so not many annoying noises rang through it. Victor looked and turned. He faced the old manison. It was the only peeving thing about the town, it was so...So...Freakish. Victor was 21, with a car and his engaged girlfriend, Crystal, he was waiting for her, waiting...
Finally it had become 9:00, he saw looking at his watch, then he opened his cellphone, and called her afterall, she never turned off her cellphone. No reply. He worried. he went home because he knew her, she'd get back. Then, the next morning, she still wasn't home, he walked outside, and stopped at the manison to tie his shoes, he took a quick peep at the manison. How grim it looked. He turned back to his shoes when IT happened. His head shot back towards the manison. He saw it. Something large, obese was coming from there, holding a chainsaw. Oh no.
He ran home. He grabbed his shotgun, cocked it. And knew what he saw, he returned to the creature. "We all gotta face our inner demons some day, and I'm going to face my demons with a boomstick." He yelled. He ran there, saw the shambling corpse of...Oh my gosh, it was...Doctor Jarlin. A fat doctor with black hair, dark eyes and he was holding a chainsaw. He fired his shotgun in the Doc's face.