The Long Weekend

Chapter Four - No Escape

Over an hour had passed and still no one could contact the police. They carried Ned’s body to the living room after they covered him with a sheet and locked the door to the room with the torn down wall. Stacy cried herself to sleep. Fred asked them to let her be and not disturb her.

    Meanwhile, Heath was freaking out and trying his best to get help. He tried every room in the hut without going outside to get a signal but luck was not on his side. At the same time, Fred asked Steve if he could try and talk to Ruth about what happened and Steve agreed. Adda told them not to go all at once and scare her again. She and Fred only went to Ruth and comforted her before they started asking her questions. Ruth seemed calm enough so Fred proceeded to ask her about what she could remember.

    ‘I know no one will believe me and you will think I am lying’ Ruth said.

    ‘No one will think that.’ Adda replied. ‘Even if they all do, I won’t. Just tell us whatever you can remember.’

    ‘I don’t remember waking up.’ Ruth said with a calm voice. ‘I don’t even know how I went to the middle of the room. The first thing I remember is looking at the window and seeing someone floating. I don’t know if it was a boy or a girl but it was staring at me. I was scared but I couldn’t move my eyes away.’

    Every one heard what Ruth said and could not believe it. They started looking at each other and they could not hide their fear.

    Steve walked towards Ruth and yelled at her.

    ‘You know I hate lying right?’ He told her. ‘This isn’t funny. If you don’t remember just say you don’t remember.’

‘Daddy you know I don’t lie.’ She said to him. ‘And I don’t think this is funny. I can’t believe it myself but I promise you it happened.’

Ruth was her usual calm self and she did not look like she was making it up. Fear started to spread among the group. Heath did not want to believe it, so he tried to make everyone think like him.

    ‘This is crazy.’ He said. ‘We can’t let a seven year old make up a story and make us believe it.’

‘I am not making anything up.’ She replied. ‘You were all sitting in front of the door outside, the windows have fences and they are bolted shut. Even if I were to try and hurt Ned, which I have no reason for, I could not reach that high. And he is somehow stuck to the wall.’

    Ruth’s reasoning was too much for Heath to argue with. They started to think about the way Ned was killed and no one could come up with an explanation.

    ‘This is not all’ Ruth said. ‘It had a scary voice. I heard it saying “I will take my revenge”.’

    ‘What does that mean?’ Fred asked. ‘Revenge on whom? What could my eleven year old son do to deserve this horrific death’?

    ‘I don’t know.’ Ruth replied.

    Stacy woke up half way in the conversation but no one noticed her. She heard some of what Ruth said and she believed it. When the conversation was over, she started talking to them.

    ‘We can’t stay here anymore’ she said.

    ‘Even if Ruth wasn’t imagining all of that, we can’t leave.’ Fred replied. ‘We can’t move Ned from the piece of wall he’s stuck to.’

    ‘We carry him to the car and get out of here.’ Stacy argued. ‘It doesn’t matter if a human or a ghost or a demon or whatever it was that killed our son, there’s a killer entity and we’re all in danger.’