One day on a dark afternoon the two brothers decided to check out the new neighborhood they just moved too. The neighborhood was dark and spooky looking but that was okay to the brothers. They loved scary things.
They walked and explored until they came to 13th street. They looked over to the left and discovered a very, very old hospital that was kinda burnt down on one half of the building and the other half was good. The hospital building was surrounded by a fence, but the gate was open. They went in.
The grass was tall and dead and bushes were every where. They went up to the front door and pushed on it and it came open. There they stood looking at each other deciding whether to go in or not. The brothers both nodded their heads and went inside. The hospital was dark and things were ripped up and messy. They went up the stairs and saw alot of rooms. They shook the door handle on one of the upstairs rooms and the door flew open. They took a step by step until they were in the room. The door shut behind them and locked and each boy screamed real loud. Then There was no sound. Nothing.
Years passed and nobody could find the boys. Nobody would go in the old hospital so I guess the boys would never be found.