Things that go bump in the Night (4)

Posted: August 30, 2015 in Flash Fiction

That is odd, the floor is wet. There were on tabs in the room, she was sure about it. It had not been raining. Should she go to the window or creep downstairs, as she had indented?  A heavy feeling overcame her. Then she saw a white glow coming from downstairs.

That is it, I am going to have a look, If Freddy messes around she would never hear the end of it. Before she could straightened up completely a pressure on her shoulder and a hand pulled her back.

Buntenbock

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