Set sometime in Revenge era. Based off an urban legend, but decided to make this a chapter fic.

Gerard started from his TV show when his phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw that it was his kid brother. Grabbing the remote, he hit the mute button, the TV's characters continuing to move even when they were silent. As the phone continued to ring, Gerard answered it.

"Hey Mikes."

"Hey Gee!" Came Mikey's excited squeal.

"What up bro?"

"Me and the rest of the guys are planning to go see this new haunted house thing they have set up."

"Which one?" GErard asked. Since it was already near the end of September, Halloween attractions were cropping up like wildfire.

"I think it's called Chimera House." Mikey said.

"Wow. Creepy name." Something about it gave him shivers, yet it seemed so familiar. Why?

"I know right? Well anyways we're headed over there to pick you up in a few." Mikey said, before hanging up.

About 15 minutes later, they showed up, true to form. The 5 of them jammed into Ray's car, they started to drive, until they were out of the city, and into the country side.

"There it is!" Frank said, bouncing up and down in his seat like an excited child as Ray pulled to a stop in front of a multi-story building. The building was decrepit, looking like it was going to fall apart, in the middle of a field by itself. Near to their car, another one pulled up to a stop, several teens toppling out of it and making a beeline for the house. "What're we waiting for!" Frank said, leaping out of the car.

"Something about this place gives me the heebie-jeebies." Bob said solemnly. "Same here." Gerard replied. Nonetheless, they too got out of the car, followed by Mikey and Ray, and followed the overactive midget.

Upon walking into the house, Gerard was surprised at just how old and creepy this house really was. Besides the 5 guys, there were only 2 other people , who had already gone down a hallway, as was noted by their fading footsteps. Presently, a guide, a creepy old man in a suit, with wisps of greasy looking white hair appeared.

"Hello, hello, hello, and welcome to Chimera house." He said, grinning widely, and exposing rotting and missing teeth. Something about this made Gerard uneasy, but he kept quiet about it, because he didn't want to sound like an overgrown pussy. It was more than the fact that this guy reminded him of Count Olaf from 'A Series Of Unfortunate Events'. It was something more sinister, too.

The old man walked down the same hall that the other group had gone down, gesturing for them to follow. Stopping in front of an elevator, the man pressed the up button. "Find the escape on each floor, come back down to earth, and run from here." the guide said as the doors dinged open.

He shoved the band in, not coming with them. Then, the door closed and the elevator began to rise. With a sense of unease, Gerard noted that the elevator didn't have any buttons inside of it. The others seemed too pumped up to notice it. The meter above the door rose from 1 to 13. Strange, the house didn't look like it had that many floors in it, maybe 4 at most. The sense of unease grew, as well as anxiety.

Finally, they rose to the top, and the doors opened. Gerard gasped. He didn't expect this. It looked real. It looked too real. And it smelled real, too.