ʻʻCongratulations,Melinda. You were chosen as our lucky victim. The house chose you. You,little girl were attracted to it,my dear and you were picked for the torture but along with you... we got another victim this Halloween—why take one sibling when we could have both?ʼʼ Mr. Spike's hollow eyes gleamed with madness, which made her want to scream until her throat gave in. He dragged the knife against the wall.

Then twirled it in his hand.

ʻʻNo,no no! this is just a nightmare! Stop pleaseʼʼ Melinda cried as she closed her eyes hoping to awake and find herself on the couch watching 'Goosebumps'.

That never happened instead she found herself having flashes of the dreadful torture. The knife, the blood, the whispers, the cackles, the shadows,hands ripping at her hair, the giggles, the song, the ghost girl and the strong smell and dripping of blood,her blood.

She gasped as her eyes shot open while her body quaked with fear. . .

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© Adeela J