******* continued *******
“Lilly? Is that
you?” Melanie walked slowly towards the huddled
figure. “Are you ok, sweetie?”
The two locked eyes.
Melanie shivered and took her eyes from the figure for a moment to
locate the sudden draft of coldness.
There was a loud hiss and a scuttling sound. Melanie looked back to the corner and it was
empty.
“Lilly? Where
are you?” Melanie pulled the blinds back
from the other window to let in as much light as possible. There were no floor lamps, table lamps or ceiling
lights. The only light source was the sun. “Lilly?
Come out now. The game’s over.”
Melanie cautiously opened the closet door. There were some dingy clothes hanging and a
pair of dust covered, worn out shoes. It
looked like stuff that would fit a child but from some long-ago time. She checked the bed. The bedding was old and faded with a musty odor. The only thing under the bed was dust. There was a wooden nightstand with a grimy
glass and yellowish colored cloth. In
the drawer was a bible and a tiny stuffed rabbit. It was staring up at me with one button eye
hanging down the side of its face barely attached by a fraying thread. One of the ears had been sewn back on but
with a jagged stitch and darker colored thread.
Melanie shut the drawer.
Melanie looked around the room. The only other object in the room was a
rocking chair. She went over to it. There was a lot of dust covering it, like the
rest of the room. She brushed some dust
off the arm of the chair and yanked her hand back. There were scratches all over the arm. Tiny scratches but they were deep. She brushed the dust off the other arm and
found similar scratches. She dusted the
seat but there were no scratches there. So,
she dusted the back of the chair and it was normal until she got to the top
part. There were tiny, deep scratches
right at the place where an adult’s neck would be.
Melanie stepped back, covering her mouth in fear as she
whispered. “What happened here?”
A loud hiss blasted through the room forcing Melanie to
stumble forward and fall into the chair.
******* to be continued *******
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