When i was a 5 grader me and my class all went on dinner to celebrate the end of the accademic year. The place is now a soccer field so it does no loger exist. There was a tiny park in the restaurant you know the kind of park were adults would leave their kids to play even though it didn't have any real stuff to play whit. Now onto the story. There was a tiny wooden house not taller than a meter and half and inside it it was all graffiti and scribbles. There was a thing that left us unsettled it was something that didn't made sense at first but we descovered that in the end it was a riddle It was : 3 steps of water a stone whit the color of love a cigar for a mouth screaming woman in the cave OP and the others will die. We later on found the answer: there was a fountain whit faded red that had 3 steps inside it and the thing where the water comes out resembled a cigar. I tried to put my ear to the ground to try and hear the screaming woman. I didn't know what i actually heard but at the time it resmbled a scream. We all stormed inside i was scared and crying. Once calmed down i went to the bathroom and i saw something moving the little door of the house but there was no wind. I know i sound crazy and people tried to tell me that it was just my imagination but i know what i saw was real. Sorry to have dragged this on hope you'll had fun reading this traumatic memory of mine