So I've decided to challenge with a horror story. It's not my first attempt, but I think that this one will be finally scary. If I'll manage to scare someone, it will be meaning, I'm getting better and better.

I also tried to practice my Latin, since I've found in my Latin book a map of Europe.

Prologue

Long, long ago there was a man, who conquered the Mediterranean and obtained all the riches of this world. His name was the Roman Empire. The riches of this world, fame, vast lands… It has been said that the man, who obtained it all, disappeared one day…

…But was it for sure?

The place was dark. The only light was coming from the few candles that was put around the circle, drew on the dirty floor. Person in black robe and hood on the head, who was holding in both hands a book of spells, stood right before the circle and started to murmuring the words from the book:

"Spiritae Romae, veni! Vivi tui vocant, ergo in nomine Pluto – veni! In nomine omnia demones – veni! Ego tui voco. Veni!"[1]

Suddenly bright yellow light appeared in the bottom of the circle. Person in robe automatically stepped back, but then on his face showed wide grin, when he saw in the light silhouette of the man in armor of Roman soldier with a cape. As long as the person was observing the ghost, it became more and more clear – his features, his brown hair. Even his two curls and stubble. And scars. On his neck, face arms, legs… The memories of many battles and pain that Rome went through. His eyes were closed.

The explorer and conqueror – Roman Empire – was standing here and now. His summoner was startled by his tall and magnificent presence. He did it. He had summoned the Roman Empire from the Underworld. His heart was pounding in the chest from the increasing adrenaline, when he observed the empire right before him. He had a lot of questions to Rome.

But then the light rapidly changed color from bright yellow to crimson red and Roman Empire opened his eyes slightly.

They were completely black.

Suddenly the expression on Rome's face became from neutral angry. His eyebrows frowned. The red aura, like a flames, was flying around his whole presence. He was breathing slowly and deeply. The summoner stepped back even more, feeling the panic growing inside of him. Something was wrong. Roman Empire slowly moved from the circle.

"Quis tu es? Cur mihi vocavit?"[2] His voice was deep, creepy and sore.

Person before him tried to speak, but no voice couldn't escape from his throat. The ghost, however, wasn't waiting for the answer. Rome started to slowly moving into his summoner direction, causing more panic to him. Person in the robe looked into his book of spells and quickly found the useful spell. He leaned his right hand and straightened two fingers, murmuring something. Suddenly Rome stopped, his eyes snapped open, when he fall on his knees. His summoner used the opportunity and ran away from the room and then – from the house.

And then Roman Empire screamed with loud, ear-splitting groan, which echoed around the room.

Feliciano woke up harshly from his usually deep sleep and sat in the bed. He looked at the ground, observing the sheets before him blankly. Weird, freezing feeling started to grow inside him. Something happened. Something bad and unnatural. He knew it, but he wasn't sure what was that exactly.

"Grandpa…" North Italy whispered unconsciously.

It suppose to mean:

[1] Spirit of Rome, come! The living are calling you, so in the name of Pluto - come! In the name of all demons - come! I'm calling you. Come!

[2] Who are you? Why you had called me?