the 13th story

the tour part 2

     As the woman finished her story, Olivia and Jack looked at each other. "But if mitch is dead, then is that the man behind your door?" Asked olivia
     "We'll, of course," the woman said. He's far too dangerous to be outside. Someone had to catch him.
     Jack looked back at the door. "B-but he sounds like a real pig,"
     The old woman giggled "well if he wants to look like a pig, I tried a little something to make sure he sounded like one too." she waved her hands, and a gust of wind from seemingly nowhere blows through the siblings hair.
     They both look at each other before a piece of the door behind them gets busted off. They look over and see the head of a pig, standing at a spot in the door where no pig would be tall enough to stand, with a star shaped mark on its eye. The piggy man began busting through more and more of the door.
     "Oh dear, I think I forgot to feed him today, we better move to another room," said the old woman as she stood up from her chair and went to another room.
     Olivia looked over at her frantically. "Just let us out!"
     The old woman let out a small chuckle. "I already told you I can't, your generation really is bad at listening, isn't it? Now hurry up. "
     The piggy man broke down the door fully and held up a knife. He ran at the Whisp siblings, and they scrambled out of the way and into the room with the woman. He ran at them, and the door slammed shut, locking him out, a knife stabbing right through the wood.
     "What the hell is wrong with you!?" Jack shouted, "call the police!"
     The old woman looked at Olivia. "And tell them what? That you're trapped in an old house that's bigger on the inside being chased by a pig monster?" She sat down in an oversized chair and picked up a small picture.
     Jack moved over and looked at the picture, seeing a framed picture of a small girl. "Who's that?" He asked, causing the woman to look up at him and smile.
     "Oh, this is my wonderful granddaughter, Stacy! I believe she's out babysitting some kids now!"
     Jack looked genuinely confused. "Someone had kids with you?" Olivia looked over at him with an aggravated look in her eyes and stomped on his foot. "Ow!"
     The old woman looked over with a stern face "Olivia don't you dare hit your brother like that! And Jack, you must learn some mannars!"
     The siblings' faces dropped. "We never told you our names." Jack said with his voice slightly shakey.
     Olivia spoke with a voice just as shakey "or that we were siblings."
     For the first time during the night, the old woman looked genuinely worried, as if she had just said something she wasn't supposed to. "Oh, never mind that, now I wonder what Stacy is doing."
     "We do not ca-" Jack began before Olivia delivered another stomp to his foot.
     "Oh, I know!" Said the old woman." I can make this our 2nd story!" She took the picture from the frame and began crumbling it in her hand. She opened her hand, and instead of a balled up piece of paper, a small flame flew our and hit a massive blank picture frame that was so large the siblings had mistook it for a wall. The flame spread all around the frame and formed the same photo that had sat in the smaller picture frame just moment prior, pnly Now it was bigger, and the wind was blowing through the girls hair. The image zoomed out, and they began to watch as the next story unfolded....