Short Horror Stories

I just move back to my parent's house after they died last week. I'm an only child and so my relatives forced me into staying here, saying my parents would be much happier if I did. Every night I could hear screams coming from their room yelling for help, and every night I lay in my bed crying myself to sleep. What disturbs me the most is the fact that my parent's died in a car crash and not in a brutal way. The voices I hear from their room wasn't theirs, but the voices of many servants they used for their experiments, begging for their souls to be freed.