One scream to another
"I've been waiting for you Barbara," the voice whispered in
a hiss.
It's been only 20 minutes since Barbara went into the mansion, and you
are sitting by Dave on a rotten tree trunk. Dave looks over at you and
smiles. You smile back, but inside your feeling nervous.
"I hope Barbara is o.k." you mention to Dave.
"Your worried about Barbara," Dave laughs. "Well I
guess it's kind of getting late. It's about time for dinner. I was
wondering if you want to join.
"What about Barbara?" You ask.
"What about Barbara? She knows her way home. Doesn't she?"
"I guess," you shrug. Or do you guess? If you leave with
Dave you'll be leaving Barbara all alone. But if you don't go with
Dave you'll be stuck all alone in the woods. Are you afraid?
Barbara walked into the old house. Shivering, she fumbles for
the ON button on the dinky flashlight. The light flickers on, leaving
only a yellow spot on the crusted walls. Barbara forced herself to
take a couple more steps into the hallway. Every step made her tense
up. Barbara took another step, and felt her feet slip from underneath
her. The flashlight flew from Barbara's hand to a dark corner. When
Barbara got up, a figure in black sat in a chair right by the
fireplace staring at her.
