the top of the stairs
The soft grey-ash dust billows from the weathered wooden stairs as you
slowly make your way to the top. Mike is behind you in the centre of
the stairs, peering into the darkness in front
of him. You ascend the steps, gripping the worn balustrade, the old
house reminiscent of a glorious bygone era. As you reach the top of
the stairway, the timbers creaking loudly, you hear again the soft
whisper of your name. YOU STOP!!! the floating haunting sound comes
again! "Mike! MIke!..... Do you hear that?" you whisper.
"Mike!... are you there?!" You turn slowly as a cold breeze
comes from all sides and find that Mike is no longer with you! He has
vanished and the room becomes suddenly very dark and very
cold.
