Spooky Situations Stole Them

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"Nelson, why don't you check what's in the cabinet?"

"Why should he do that?" Amy voiced.

Nelson shot his sister a 'back off' look and then nodded to his mate, "Yeah, uh sure."

They were only being noisy, though it was clearly more of one person's decision than the others as both teens ended in front of the cabinet but only one was grabbing items to ponder at its content. Nelson folded his arms and peered back into the dim hallway before following Morgan's thieving hands as he saw the odd pill slip into their trouser pocket.

"Moving on?" He queried, trying to get Morgan to finish.

Amy hadn't seen that Morgan had taken something, that was probably for the best.

"What's the rush?"Morgan's grin was sinister, "plenty of goodies in here that she won't notice if they go missing."

Amy scrunched her eyebrows, "I think you'll find that she will!"

Morgan rammed against Nelson's shoulder, "Aren't you going to do something about her? She shouldn't be talking to me like she runs the place. She's just some kid!"

"keep your voices down both of you," he spat trying not to pick a side.

With a sigh he held out his hand to Morgan who rolled his lip, "what?" raising his brow and moving his hand once more, Nelson made it clear to Morgan that he knew that they had taken something and demanded it back.

"Just wanting a bit of fun, what's wrong with you?" He caterwauled.

Returning the yellow tub to the shelf, Nelson closed the cabinet.

As he did, a harsh cold settled in the room.

In the reflection of the mirror was granny. Stood directly behind him.

Turning frantically, he almost slipped backward but managed to keep himself steady.

Her entire body had a translucent film to it.

He let out a gasp, she flew towards him. Her hands on either side of his mouth. He was raised from the ground, his feet dangling like he was on a noose.

"Want my tablets do you?" She crowed.

Nelson shook his head apologetically but couldn't say a word.

Opening up the cabinet once again, this time it was deathly granny who selected the tablets to take. the foil sizzling away at the touch of her hands, easier to take from the packaging for ones not in tubes.

The pills began filling his mouth.

She held his jaw so tight that his panic stopped his nose from working, the only chance of oxygen was through his mouth but with every attempt to get himself free, her icy being gripped him ever stronger, tilting his head back and back until she filled his entire airway with pills like coins in a piggy bank.

He struggled for minutes, hoisted up in the air, the pills rammed down his oesophagus.

In some kind of trance, the earthly power held his body up with one hand and grabbed pills with the other.

Each pill making its way in, sometimes one by one and others as entire tubes of 12...

Until eventually he couldn't fight it anymore.

His body thudded when it hit the ground, a few pills skidding across the tiled flooring as he heart took its final beat.

ENDING TWO

DEATH ENDING TWO - piggy bank pills