Headquarters

It was a cool spring day. Me and my friends Gabe and Hunter were on our way to our "headquarters" as we called it, just a hangout that us teenage kids like to find. But first some details about us.

We were younger than we are now. I'm twenty-three as of today. I was fifteen, Gabe was also fifteen and Hunter was six-teen. We were all Sophomores at Tall Hills High school. A small school, small town. Everyone here practically knew each other.

But that's enough with that, on to what happened that day, fucking hell if you ask me. And pardon all the details, it's all important. Our hangout was an old rundown warehouse which was also in town. The was to get to it was a set of tracks next to Hunters house. It had a huge yard, at least seven acres. On the edge of the yard was a tall chain linked fence about eight foot tall give or take. I could climb over to the other side if needed but I'd rather not, there are spikes on the top formed by the wire of the fence that were fairly large. The yard was also cluttered. A shit ton of garbage and scraps everywhere, and the kind of tall grass that cuts you as you walk through it. There's also a tower we could get in from a ladder about fifteen feet in the air.

As we approached the warehouse everything seemed dead, no cars even crossing the tracks at the crossings down the way. We found our little hole in the fence and crawl through. On the other side we observed our surroundings and even got chills. We've been here plenty of times, but this time seemed a bit different. But we had just brushed it off knowing the fact we come here all the damn time, and we would only be here enough time to smoke a few joints.

"Where should we go?" Gabe muttered.

"How about the tower?" Hunter mentions pointing west in it's direction.

We agreed and headed over, still seemed dead though. No sounds except for a crow that had flew out from the warehouse. We arrive at the tower to find the ladder broke, like really broke. It had been smashed into several pieces. But we knew that other kids came over here to fuck around too so we just assumed that was the case. We turn around and make our way to a small hole broke out of a piece of plywood covering a open window of the warehouse and crawl in. I was first like always, I'm the thinnest so it was just faster to get the lights on. Which that was something that amazed us, the lights worked! The warehouse is about the size of a football field wide and long on the inside. The whole thing is wide open with nothing in it except for 2 small rooms one of which had an upstairs.

After I had made it in I made my way to a small light coming from a room where the light switches were, I more so jogged than walked because of the feeling I got from this place. The small room also had a locked door which goes outside, I unlocked it for the others before I got the lights. And the lights... I flipped the switch, but they did not come on.

Hunter and Gabe finally come through the door and they also try the light switch.

"They're not working." I notified them.

"Damn well what now." Gabe questioned.

"We fucking burn down that's what." Hunter replied pulling out his pot.

After a few stories and jokes were passed around we started to notice there was a noise in the warehouse somewhere. Which was odd because it was always dead silent inside. So we investigate. Pulling out our phone lights we walked around separated, also only half way through the joints so we continued to smoke while looking. After a bit of searching we couldn't find anything, but we didn't check the small room with the second floor. I proceeded towards the room and as I got closer it had started to stink, like feces and death. The sound had also gotten louder as I got closer so I called the other two over to me.

"What is it?" Gabe whispered to me.

"I have no idea, but this shit is really starting to scare me." I replied pausing between words to listen.