The historic Mansfield Cinema was quiet. Not a noise could be heard in this massive building, except for the echoing sound of my feet on the concrete chequered floors. No-one could be seen.

I walked upstairs to see a large wooden door standing before me. Part of me wanted to look at what was inside, but part of me didn’t. Stepping forward, I grabbed the door handle and turned the knob. Once I opened it, I wished I hadn’t. A transparent ghost had popped out of the screen and an outstretched hand tried to grab me. I screamed, slammed the door and ran.

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