Inside the Alley: Part 1

Nobody ever goes there. Those who did were never seen again. It was dark and humid, and when you walked by it smelled like an elevator of a Metro station. I had always wanted to go inside, but I never had the guts. One day it was early release and I was heading home from school. I had nothing to do so I gathered up the courage I had and went in. It looked really dusty and worn down, with a few abandoned houses. Everything in sight was some shade of grey, but there were a few fences and patches of grass which had some brown. The shudders of the windows on the houses were crooked and falling off, creaking at a gust of wind blowing by. Since nothing had really creeped my out, just gave the the stomach butterflies, I decided to explore further.
I was walking for about 10 more minutes. I was thinking of turning back, but there was something that stopped me in my tracks. There was one house that looked the same, but there was something different about it. I thought I saw out of the corner of my eye something moving on the first floor, but when I looked for a little bit more, everything was still. It felt a little bit different, like there was some type of life inside, something unlike the rest of the houses I had seen. I started walking up the uneven cobblestone walkway and up the creaky stairs.The wind started to pick up and it seemed like it was saying something along the lines of "Are you sure? Are you sure?" I decided not to listen to the wind and keep going, I really wanted to figure out what was inside. I kept going. It was only when I got to the doorknob, about to turn it, when I realized how nervous I was. My hand started shaking and my teeth were chattering a bit. I started concentrating on breathing deeply and I closed my eyes. Once I had gathered my confidence again, I slowly turned the knob. I opened the door, not sure what was going to be inside.