Dollhouse

Chapter 2

I wake up in the corridor again.

my eyes flutter and i try to make out where the house is located. I run to a window. The curtain wont budge. I hear the same footsteps as before walking up to me.

I run down a corridor trying to avoid the footsteps as the sound of the footsteps fade from out of her head. I open a door.

What the fuck. the room is dark and empty. Hanging dolls hang on the walls. Ones with their head cut open ones without eyes. It smells. Old. I cant describe the scent but i get a weird feeling. Like I'm sort of being watched in a way.

The bed sheets are brown and old. It had coffee stains on it. I opened a closet. It had all old clothes. Like old fashion ones. Puffy, Ripped and out dated.

My face goes numb i feel a hand wrap around my face I struggle to leave go. the hand pulls me in and smooths my face. theirs shatters coming from outside the door i hear loud bangs, I kick him hoping to get a good view of this "man" i cant he pulls me in and i feel a gust of wind go through my lungs like somethings going right through me like a ghost.

I wake up in the swimming pool with water streaming out my mouth

I wish id been left to drown. I cling onto the edge of the pool as I cough up water. Everyone's surrounding the pool trying to get me.

A whistle squeals in my ear and i hear a big dive. My eyes circle around and i try to visualise where the person is.

The lifeguard clings onto me and pulls me to the side. She pulls on my chest as i cough up water.Was I drowning while I was in the "house"?. I question myself

We leave the waterpark and mum and dad question me the whole way home "Jess how'd you drown in such a shallow pool" "Is everything okay sweetheart" I don't know that's the thing. Why did i drown in such a shallow pool? Is everything okay..?

In the car i start to close one eye, Then the other. Then I fall fast asleep but my dreams. They're different

I wake in the slanted corridor again. My legs feel weak and shaky. I walk down and let my vision clear itself. I walk up the stairs but I don't know where I am?

I mean its a pretty big old house? So if it was in public I probably would have broke in with my friends already. I don't want to sound like a rebel but that's probably what we would have done.

I walk in a room and see a bathroom. The sink is covered in old brown stained blood full of little clots and wrecked makeup lay all over the mirror

I get a bit of nostalgia I'm not sure why. I find an attic with a ladder connected to it

Do i go up? The question echo's through my head multiple times Do i go up?...Do i go up?

I give in and convince myself to go up there. I open the attic and climb up one by one. Every pull my anxiety gets higher. I start to get a headache and then. Pitch black.

I make my way into the attic and the attic door shuts on me. Its all dusty and cold. I start to get a bit sickly or the feeling of someone watching me.

Just watching. Saying nothing just watching me with a scary droop in its eyes.

i find a book. Its dusty with cobwebs lined against the side. A spider climbs on my hand and bites me.

"Ah shit that hurt" I yell out loud and i feel the same feeling of when i first came here. Blurry vision, Sickly and Anxiety.

I hear a window smash come from downstairs and rush down the ladder trying to find the window so i can find out where i am.

My face goes numb i feel a hand wrap around my face I struggle to leave go. Its the same feeling as before.

I kick him and he goes flying i look behind me to see where he is but i cant see anyone. My face starts to have a burning feeling.

I run downstairs and find the broken window. the garden Is full of trees. Not a forest but lots of trees. but maybe it was a forest i wasnt sure? I feel a head wrap around my head and slam my face into the glass. 

Then i wake up.

The car seat shakes as I yank my head up breathing

"Is everything okay Jess" Dad says because nobody else is in the car. "Where is everyone" I ask with a worry in my voice

"We have decided to leave a day early we are taking a boat back to York so we are packing right now" He replies. My jaw slightly drops but i feel a bit of excitement because id be able to see my best friends again. I haven't seen them in 2 weeks.

"Why are we going home" I curiously ask "Everything's been off ever since we came to Spain and well.." My dad pauses for a second. I can read my dad like a book i know he wants to tell me something but he just doesn't know how to say it,

"Dad what is it?" I ask as my voice cracks. He opens the car mirror and points it at me. One of your cousins have been murdered. While you were drowning i got a text saying one of them was stabbed to death and their eyes had been ripped out " He says as a tear runs down his eye. My stomach twists and i scream into my bag. My eyes start to hurt.

Rosie and Evan come into the car. I see Evan sad for the first time. "Dad which cousin was it?" I had 3 cousins back in York. Kate, kay and Kit. They all started with K because my aunt wanted to have it like that. That's what my mum tried doing with us but instead she named us after her friends which "Reminded us of them" It was the stupidest idea.

"The thing is we don't know which cousin died" My dad Replies to my comment. That's why we have to go back.

Everything is in the car and mum sits at the front next to dad. Rosie holds my hand and i go in for a hug. "Is everything okay jessie" She says in the sweetest tone as I get a whiff of her lemon scented breath

"Yeah I'm okay rose don't worry" I look at her and smile. Dad starts the car and we drive to the boat bay.

We get to the bay and there's a massive boat looming among me as it tilted and took away my breath. Dad drives into the fairy and parks the car in the centre. We get out and find our room. I lay down and wrap myself up.

I just want to see my friends again i miss them more then anything. I don't want to sleep. I'm scared to go back to the house.

What if that's what Rosie has been seeing too? The house. That's why she's so scared and comes into my room crying Because she's scared of the "thing" in the house. I'm not sure what it is at this point.

I'm just going around in circles round and around and around. I get a pillow and cry and scream. I start to ugly cry. I might of just lost one of the closest people to me. I was only close to one cousin which was Kit. He was a drug dealer which is why I was scared that he was the one who got murdered

I had no idea who it was. When I find out who murdered one of my cousins I would kill them and slit their throat. I get angry and start to punch the pillow. I don't care if I get put in jail. But there's something else in my mind at the moment.

Where's the house?

Is it even real?