The Curtains - Izma

16

Fiery wind spanking the windows, placid scrabbling of vague leaves against the surface was droning, chill breezes frosting their courage gradually.

"Everyone is gonna die tonight" Elizabeth said by inhaling a deep breath, running over the stairs looking for me.

"NO! I won't let that happen" Jacob said that with his burning eyes, clenching his fist with fury.

Fear shadowed the motel, scattering hopes dusted away the moment I vanished.

Raging screams of my name drags me out to consciousness.

I was laid flat on floor, hands felt paralyzed for a split second. There was a door right in front of the eye, it was an elevator.

Heavy escape of breath blew the dust, winded me up and I coughed, scratching my throat badly till it felt raw. I was cloaked with a black striped leather jacket, hands were filled with blood, bruises ruined the beauty of my face.

I got back up immediately, mouth was choked with grim emotions.

"Hey", I yelled, spank the door and moan for help was the only thing popped up in my mind.

"Is anyone out there"

"Help me"

"Jacob, Elizabeth"

"I'm here. Is anyone out there"

My movements ceased as I heard the sound of knocking. Right behind me was the golden laced mirror, ornamented by dim yellow bulbs, which were flickering obnoxiously.

I slowly turned around and immediately repented, madden sound tempting my impatient eyes to sight the nuisance again.

The face in the mirror was mine, but the girl was not certainly me. She was doused in blood, strained sneer make her look more repugnant. My gazing eyes locked from her daunting stare.

"Who are you", my hand reaches to touch the mirror, alarming mind was under control of some other presence.

Her alluring gape possessed my soul for about a semi second. My hands felt the touch of a moist breeze, and the elevator got filled with soggy air. Flicking hair cataract my eye lock with her, mind functioned again.

She grabbed my wrist and callously pulled me near her. I can still feel the heat and intensity which thaw my arm's skin.

Shrieking with fear, I pulled my self and bumped directly into the elevator door. Back head smacked badly, gravity forced me to fall down. Spitting blood from my bashed mouth I looked up to that psychopath, her dark smile never absconded from her plagued face.

She started to write something on that humid mirror. She wrote the same poem "Twinkle Twinkle"

"Twinkle Twinkle little brat

How you wonder, What I'm at

If you want to save your life

Leave the Motel by this night"

My dappled brown eyes gawking the mirror, long lashes were soaked with tears, countless thoughts hassled the brain and terrified emotions captivated my soul, asks me to squeal louder as much as it burst my cord.

My scream was overshadowed by her yowl, breaking the cords of elevator and crashing me right down in the basement, she disappeared.

Simon's ear leapt up by the wailing sound and he yelled back.

"Emma, Is that you"

The cemented walls confined my voice to reach them.

The door of elevator got erupted, I entered the smoggy room. It was hardly bigger than the elevator.

My tapping foots were doodling images on the dusty floor, hands were wiping the tears before moving ahead.

In the entering the room, my irked eyes saw a something on the floor obscured by black cloth. trembling hands reached to take it off, reminded myself to be ready and I pull it off.

I pushed myself back when I saw Susi dead. My body flinched, nails scratched the floor while I crawled back.

I rushed near the door.

"Lemme out, please! HELP ME"

"I don't wanna die. HELLO"