Clara was alone in her room on a random day when she heard it for the first time. A little voice in her head. Very sweet, calm and nice. The voice helped her for her homework. Since that day, she is very good at everything in school and always listens to the voice's recommendations. Not only for homework. Also when she can't choose between two ice cream tastes, for example. It tells her which one is going to be tastier...
Today, it's Halloween...

Clara was in the living room, waiting for her friends to come over for a Halloween party. Her parents weren't at home, they were buying some food for everyone. So, Clara was playing piano.

Clara...

Yes?

Clara is able to answer to the voice in her head.

Clara... it's Halloween...

Yeah, I know. I'm waiting for my friends! It's going to be the most awesome night ever!

Clara smiled at the thought of all her friends and herself partying happily.

I'm not sure...

Huh?

Clara was surprised. The voice was always positive. It never told her anything negative.

Why?

The voice didn't answer.

Hey?... Why aren't you answering now?

Still no answer.

Clara gave up and started walking towards a sofa. She sat. She looked around: her house was full of fake cobwebs and spiders.

GET UP.

Surprised, Clara jumped. But she didn't stand up.

I SAID GET UP! NOW!!

Clara finally stoop up, scared and still a bit surprised.

Good... Now follow me...

What? Follow you? How? I can't see you!

Clara heard the voice laugh.

I'll guide you. Don't worry...

Clara shivered. The voice wasn't sweet at all anymore... It sounded evil!

H-how will you guide me?

No answer. Suddenly, she heard a big "BANG" in the kitchen. She jumped in surprise. Clara didn't dare to go check where the noise came from. She felt fear going through her body.

Hehehe... Just go to what scares you and you'll be fine... otherwise...

Clara shivered again.

Go! Quickly...

The voice didn't sound like it was all a joke. So Clara went to the kitchen.

A cooking pan was on the floor.

See? You're all right... It's just a pan...

Yes, but where did it fall from?

The voice didn't answer. Clara sighed. What was wrong with that voice?

Suddenly, she heard the piano playing...

Hey! she said to the voice, You hear that? Someone's playing piano! My parents must be back!

She started running to the living room then froze. Why would her parents be playing piano now?

Remember... go to what scares you...

Clara went, very slowly. As soon as she came out of the kitchen, the ceiling broke and destroyed the whole kitchen.

Clara screamed and stared at the place where she had been standing a second ago, now buried under a broken ceiling!

Lighting exploded in the sky. Clara screamed again. It started raining and the rain came in her house since the ceiling and the roof were broken!

You didn't go exactly where I wanted you to at the right time. That's my punishment.

She shuddered in horror.

Now hurry up! To the place I want you to go to!

Clara ran the fastest she could to the piano. No one was playing. It have her chills.

You see? You're fine... It's just a piano...

Yeah I can see that! It's a HAUNTED piano! What will my parents say when they get back and they see the broken ceiling? Why are you doing this to me? You've always been nice before! What's happened to you??

DON'T YOU DARE TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!!!

Clara didn't say anything more. She heard whispers in the corridor.

"Who's there?" she asked.

No one answered.

Go...

She did.

See? It's just whispers...

Clara didn't even try to say anything. She was more than scared of that voice now.

Lightning again. She jumped.

It's just lightning...

Clara shivered, she started shaking, fear growing...

Go to your room...

Clara didn't obey. The floor started shaking, the walls looked like they were moving... The whole house looked like it was about to crash into a thousand small pieces. Clara looked around her, frightened, she didn't move.

I said, go to your room.

This time, she did, she ran to her room the fastest she could. On her way there, lighting kept on exploding in the sky.

It's just the lightning...

Clara shivered. That voice was getting more evil each time it spoke.

The piano kept on playing.

It's just the piano...

Clara ran faster. Her room was on the third floor. The first stair broke under her foot.

It's just a stair...

Yeah, but why did it brake?

The voice softened. It became sweet again.

It's just because you're too heavy... And fast...

Clara didn't move. If she really was too heavy, she would not be able to get to the top!

GO!!!

Clara tried the second step, very slowly... It didn't brake. She kept on going, very slowly and carefully. The stairs all broke then disappeared magically right after she took her foot off them. So she couldn't go back down.

Clara looked back with eyes wide in terror. In the darkness, this staircase really looked worse than a haunted house...

It's just a broken staircase...

The voice was evil again. Clara kept going up. She arrived at the first floor. She sighed in relief but immediately regretted. All the lamps attached to the ceiling fell. She dodged between them to avoid getting one on her head.

It's just because you stopped...

Clara quickly went to the next staircase. She started going up slowly again, the stairs braking behind her.

When she arrived to the second floor, she felt fear rising again. The second floor of her house, which is usually very nice and welcoming even with the Halloween decorations, was now full of real cobwebs and real giant spiders. She urged to go to the next staircase which finally led to her room.

She put one foot on the first stair, then continued going up slowly, just like before.

Clara heard weird respiration sounds behind her. She turned around to see a dozen of ghosts coming for her.

Faster...

But I can't! The stairs will brake and I'll fall all the way down back to the living room! I'll brake both of my legs or even maybe die!

Do as you wish... But I must warn you, these ghosts want to steal your soul...

Clara almost fell from the stair she was on into the darkness of the stairless staircase.

She tried to go faster, but the stairs started vanishing in front of her now! The first two stairs in front of her were already gone. She jumped past them and landed on the third one which was vanishing already. She hurried to get to the top before all the stairs were gone. She ran and saw the end of the staircase... only a dozen of stairs more to go!

She thought she would make it, but just as she was about to walk on the last step, it vanished faster than the others and she stepped into emptiness.

She fell... she fell... she felt like she had been falling for hours already. She screamed, yelled, called for help. But no one was there. Clara saw the ground and thought she would hit it in about three seconds. She closed her eyes and counted.

One... two... three.

Nothing happened. She opened her eyes slowly. She was in her room!

What happened? she asked the voice.

It's just that you were falling my dear. And I saved you.

Oh my gosh! Thank you! And I thought you were evil now!

Oh, but I am...

Clara didn't pay attention to the voice's answer. She heard a sound coming from her wardrobe.

What's that?

Go... the voice said sweetly.

Clara went quickly. She opened her wardrobe and froze.

There was a hideous thing standing there. It was a dead body, its skin was ripped on some places, its right eyeball was gone, its hair was disgusting and grayish black and old, its clothes looked like they were 2000 years old, it was covered in blood...

Its left eye stared at her. No emotion at all. A blank stare.

Clara stayed there, feeling sick.

Suddenly, the hideous thing's arm stretched to her.

Clara screamed, her eyes were wide with disgust and fear.

The thing reached for her face... Clara stepped back and fell to the ground. She scrambled to the door, but it was locked. She turned around and stared at the dead body now walking to her.

The thing was getting closer and closer... Clara stayed near the door. She called out to the voice.

Heeeeeelp!!!! The door's locked and now I'm trapped with this thing!!!

No one answered. The walking body was now a meter away from her. Clara stared in horror as the thing reached out for her again. She sat down slowly because she couldn't do anything... The thing was over her... It bent down and looked at her with its only eye now full of sadness, blood leaking from its mouth.

Please... help me... Clara begged.

Then, she heard the voice again, sweeter than ever, very calm and begging...

No... Help me... please...

W-what? What is that thing? Why is it in my room?

Clara started crying. The voice answered:

Don't worry... It's just... me.