The Secrets To Be Told

Chapter 16: Teeth

Now the old rugged album was what I had with me. The only clue to end it. I took it in a harsh way and placed it in the table. I opened it just wishing my father would disappear from that pictures but that would take a miracle to happen. 

I had to talk to father about this. But I did not like doing it because I was scared about it. I was not scared what he would tell but What if the spirits wanted me to do something against him. Maybe he committed the murder. 

I went through the album once again only with the last hope to find out someone else who could answer my undefined questions.  After a long time of thoughts someone came to my mind. He was not from the album but I have met him. He is the only one who hangs around the creepy mansion. 

The mad man

  He might be knowing something about the mansion. But he looked crazy, how could he help me. But I decided, it's worth giving a try. 

It was a dry evening I went out of my house and just like every time no one knew as they were busy with there own chores. I knew they would search for me soon or later so I left a letter that I would be home late as I have some job stuff to finish. Oliver stood by the gate giving a threatening look at me. IT is obviously a typical one. it was difficult to handle him so it was better taking him with me.

After a long argument between me and Oliver we finally came to a deal. I promised to pay him double the sum of money that he usually got. I got myself into the carriage. The whole long journey to the woods was a quite one. My mind was filled with thoughts just like always 'How do I get rid of this?'

'Will the mad man be able to answer me or could I even find him there'

The sudden slowing down of the carriage put a break to my thoughts. Finally we were in the woods.

I took a close look into the dim woods filled with evil...the evil that only I feel and only I see...the evilness that could bring the demons towards it.

I took a deep breath keeping my foot a step forward unwillingly.

I was walked inside alone, the only thing I could feel was the fear within me....My heart beats pumping as fast as it could....my hands turned cold out of fear......my mind seeking for answers. The only priority for me was to protect my self and my family which became a routine job for me. 

The crunchy sound of the dry leaves underneath my legs made my horrific journey a little it more scary .  

Among the dead silence there was a sound like someone scratching something.  I stopped for a second hoping I would find the mad man. There was someone standing. It wasn't the mad man. 

He stood scratching something in a piece of wood facing towards me. He was surrounded by some dark black fog.  This man....This weird man was soaked in blood and his hands were full of bite marks. Blood was dripping down his eyes but his eyes were closed. I dared not to go near him but I stood there in fear. 

He lifted his face and smiled at me like he has achieved something against me. This smile was a evil one.  His smile went wider as my fear grew. His wide open mouth had no teeth in them but instead it was in his ...........eyes and not only eyes it was coming out from the bite marks in his hands. He grew larger and he was getting more closer to me. I couldn't feel my legs. Everything around me was changing black. suddenly a hand pulled me out of this black fog and I hit my head in a tree. That was the last thing I remembered.