House Of The Witches

Chapter 11: Dirty Laundry

The guys all sat by the fire and deliberated on how they'll go about getting the key and which of them will go get it because they all couldn't go at the same time.

"So, how are we going to do this?" Nelly asked and looked at all of them.

"We can't all go so some of us will have to volunteer," Samson said.

The look on Nelly's face would suggest that he was considering volunteering. He was obviously also scared but he summoned the courage to finally say the words.

"I'll go." 

"Are you sure about that Nels? You're not exactly the bravest warrior in the land." Jennifer asked and teased him a little.

"Haha! Very funny Jenny. I started this by lighting that box on fire and I should help fix this. I have to." Nelly said with seriousness.

Darryl nodded in approval and offered to go as well.

"But Darryl...?" Jennifer began to protest.

"He can't go alone, he'll never make it back. I have to go with him." Darryl explained to her.

"Then I guess I'm coming too." Samson offered as well.

"No! You have to stay here and watch over the girls. We'll be fine on our own." Darryl said to Sam.

"Okay then. I'll stay here with them but if you guys take too long, I'm coming after you." Sam told Darryl who nodded in agreement.

Darryl grabbed the flashlight and picked up an iron rod and handed it over to Nelly. They both stood up and looked up the stairs that they had to climb.

"Let's go, Nels!" 

"Wait, guys! The creature will surely come after you so you need to find a way to take the fire with you." Peace suggested.

"You're right, Peace. If we have fire with us, the beast can't attack us." Nelly agreed.

Samson walked around and found another rod. He took off his jacket and wrapped it around the rod and lit it on fire.

"This should stay lit for only a few minutes. You'd better get going." Sam said and handed the makeshift torch over to Darryl.

"And take this with you, as a last resort," Jennifer said and handed him the lighter.

They were finally ready and they both began climbing the staircase until they got to the upper portion of the house. The path ahead was very dark and Darryl and Nelly were trying their hardest to stay brave.

The floorboards creaked as they walked on them which added to the spooky feeling the house had already caused in them.

"Madame Constance's remains must be in her bedroom but which one is it?" Nelly whispered to Darryl. 

There were so many doors around them, leading to different rooms so they had to enter them one after the other.

"We're going to have to search every single one of them."

They opened the door to the first room and slowly walked into it. As they entered, the door slammed shut behind them. Nelly immediately went to the door and tried to open it but it wouldn't open.

"It's locked!" He announced aloud. "What do we do now?" He asked, already panicking.

"The demon can't harm us physically because of this fire," Darryl began to say, "so it must be using its ability to attack you mentally which means we just have to keep a cool head and find that key before the flame burns out."

"So, you think the monster is playing mind games with us right now?" 

"It probably is! I mean, take a look at the lock of the door. It's not locked but the door refuses to open which means it's already making us see what it wants so as long as we remain focused, we'll be fine." Darryl said with assuredness and they searched the large bedroom for Madame Constance's remains but it wasn't here.