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SilenZahra — Hide and seek. Part three
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Published: 2016-11-01 03:04:04 +0000 UTC; Views: 710; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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“¡Dana!”Kim called her friend as soon as she passed through the door.
“Dana, come out! The game’s over!”
The sound of the chains was heard again when Kim floated towards the piano, which was in the other side of the room. Johnny watched her doing so, fascinated by the milky bright that wrapped her ghostly silhouette up, and waited next to the door.
Kim had described to him the way she had been killed and who she’d been murdered by. First, a little girl had appeared, holding an oil lamp, and had found her in her hideout. Without saying a word, she had touched Kim, and then, her childish face had turned into a terrific mask, with red eyes and sharp teeth, and her nails had disproportionately grown. Kim remembered that creature had then immobilized her and thrown the oil lamp to her face...
Then, the pain. Next, the nothing. And lastly, the mansion again – and that ghostly state she would never get rid of. Her murderer, whoever it was, had disposed so after giving her the chains she had to drag. It was discouraging, oppressive, disheartening. That was the reason why Johnny wanted to help the rest of his friends so that none of them would have to go under the same luck, and his dead friend, after apologizing for how bad she’d treated him in the past, completely agreed.
Dana had hidden in the ground floor, like Kim had done, so she and Johnny went to find her hoping she’d still be alive.
“Come on, Dana,” Kim insisted, bending next to the piano. “I’m serious. Don’t you see Johnny’s not coming alone?”
Then, Kim set aside and Dana crawled from under the piano. Johnny sighed, relieved – she was alive. It wasn’t too late for her.
“What happened to you?” Dana asked, looking at Kim with her green eyes wide open. “Y-you’re... too pale and...”
“Dead,” Kim summed up. “It’s a long story, but we have no time.” She looked at Johnny. “We must find Bob and Henry.”
The boy nodded, but his sight was set on Dana. She was looking at him as well.
“Nothing happened to you?”
“No, I--I’m still alive,” Johnny answered, happy to see Dana cared about him. “The one who killed Kim didn’t find me, nor you.”
“Yet,” said the aforementioned, ominous. “Will you please stop talking, please? We have to find the boys—“
“Someone’s coming,” Johnny interrupted with a trembling voice, his eyes set on the door that led to the hallway.
“Hurry!” Kim urged them. “Get out of here before it catches you!”
Leaving aside her questions ad fears, Dana held Johnny’s hand and dragged him out of the instrumental room, reacting with both bravery and sense despite not knowing the details of what had happened. The boy felt embarrassed, but he understood it was a silly feeling if they wanted to live. They had to stay together.
“It’s coming from there,” said Kim, pointing to the left, “so you’d better go there.”
She pointed to the opposite direction, which led to a door at the end of the corridor.
“What’s behind it?” Johnny asked, moving on without letting Dana’s hand go.
“We’ll soon find out,” she answered, opening the gate.
They found themselves in a messy garden, surely abandoned since a long time ago. The grass was so high it almost entirely covered them, and the trees needed to be lopped urgently. There were a will and a fountain that didn’t work, too.
“What if you jump the wall?” Kim suggested.
They all observed the big wall that surrounded the garden. It had no door.
“Come on, Dana, Johnny, you must go.”
“B-but I can’t climb,” Johnny stuttered.
“I will help you,” Dana said, smiling at him, “if you help me afterwards.”
Finally and feeling a lump in his throat, Johnny nodded and followed Dana towards the wall.
Just as they arrived, they heard something coming from the second floor of the mansion. Not knowing very well what to expect, the three children lifted their heads and saw a light in one of the rooms. The noise of the chains was quite intense there, and all of them believed to hear some kind of roar, as if it were a wild animal asking for food.
Dana and Johnny looked at each other.
“It will come soon,” she said.
“So what do we do?” He was panicking.
“You have to jump,” Kim determined. “Now. Don’t wait anymore or it’ll be too late.”
Dana let Johnny’s hand go, joined her own hands and put them in front of her, showing her palms.
“Come on,” she said. “I’ll give you a push so you can get up.”
Johnny swallowed. With trembling hands, he leaned on Dana’s shoulders, put his right foot on her palms, taking care of not hurting her, and lifting his arms, thrusted himself up. His fingers touched the edge of the wall and held on to it. With Dana’s help, Johnny soon found himself sitting up there.
“So – how can I help you now?” he asked.
“I’ll climb and then I’ll grab your hand,” the girl decided as she started doing it.
Johnny ignored Dana could climb. Actually, he ignored many things about her – they were both the most silent ones inside their group. Bob used to talk more than anyone, and Henry and Kim supported him. Johnny and Dana were practically invisible.
Nevertheless, they would be the only survivors, or so did the boy think. If that thing, whatever it was, wandered about the mansion, it would quite probably have hurt Bob and Henry already, for they had hidden on the first floor.
“I don’t think Henry and Bob have made it,” Kim said with both fear and pity, as if she was giving voice to Johnny’s thoughts.
“So – what’s going to happen to them? And... to you?”
“I belong to it,” Kim replied. “That’s why I’ve been chained – to stop me from escaping its mansion. When it finds out I’ve helped you...”
She shivered and lowered her eyes.
“But you’re dead,” Dana said, unable to understand. “How else could it hurt you?”
“Who knows... I bet it will find any way to punish me. Anyways – you have to go,” she urged. “Don’t stay there talking or it will catch you.”
Johnny and Dana looked at each other again. The girl smiled softly and let herself go, falling in the street. Before following her, Johnny observed one last time the garden that must have been wonderful in the past, the immense house, the ghostly face of his friend...
He sighed and let himself go. He would never, ever, know what had happened to Bob and Henry, nor what would be of Kim from then on. For Dana and for himself, it was going to be a finished chapter in their lives, since they ignored their friends had not been the first people to get caught in that mansion.
They would never find out, either, what or who was that red-eyed being that carried an oil lamp, roared and murdered – and it did so as it kept on wandering through the house that had become its personal hell.
For, opposite to what many people thought, hell was closer than it seemed.
