fresh oxygen to my brain and the door slamming shut behind my back, the intense creepy feeling finally faded awa

Aunt Matilda Gomez had collected through out her whole life. A taxidermized bat in a dome jar, picture f

dropped my bag on the bench in the front foyer and made my way through the old house that alwa

ey were going to pick up aunt Matilda from this place. They only accepted me to come back all becau

ho l didn't recognize. I sadly didn't know most of them and I didn't have any details about them. I was never told that any of

ed this place until now. As l entered in the kitchen, l saw the mixer where Aunt Matilda taught me

built with the house and we'll preserved over the years. As happy as I was to be here, it was te

Just as my stomach grumbled from being empty for hours, suddenly there came a tapping. My heart instantly lurched

there was someone on the door knocking. Perhaps I was simply paranoid but there was a twist in my stomach that wouldn't untangle. "It's just s

e that", Despite the tremor in my hand, l took a step toward the hallway leading to the front of the door

ef pause the knocking picked up again and stronger this time. "Coming", l called shaking my head t

ly feint traces of sunlight illuminated the hallway. I stopped for a moment wondering if whoever had been knocking g

he silhouette outside remained unmoving on the porch. Once the door clicked and swung open, l released the breath l didn't thi

ver the rim of his glasses. I had a brief thought for a moment. It was really strange for him to wear sunglasses at this

thought it was you when I saw someone walking down the street, it has been years", He spoke out and for a split second he seemed to st

the house. His head tilted back and at that angle l could see that his eyes were scanning the door frame betw

owled at the sig