I had been putting this off for weeks now, but waiting hadn't made it any easier.
(It's okay Eliza you can do it. Just one
step) But I don't want to.
(You gotta. You can't be afraid forever.)
I looked into the pitch black room. My eyes were not picking up anything beyond 5ft in front of the bottom steps. That's a big bag of nope right there. (All you have to do is find the light switch, I chided myself)
I vaguely remembered a set of three switches that would either: A) turn off the breakers B) turn on the basement lights or C) do nothing and make me skirt as fast as I could back upstairs. I took a breath and sped to the general area I remembered them being. I ran my hands frantically along the wall, shuddering every time I touched a cobweb or unfamiliar shape before finally finding the right switch and flipping it. The dusty dank room became illuminated in all its crusted glory. Shelves and shelves were filled with hundreds of jars, full of peppers and jams from who knows how long ago. My mother had told me all about her evenings as a kid spent canning produce from the garden. I tiptoed around yard equipment and boxes of old magazines when something shiny across the room caught my eye. I made my way over and stooped down to examine it when something jabbed my shoulder.
"AAAHHHHHHH"
I turned to look at my attacker only to be confronted with my friends Erin and Thalia.
"I can't believe we got you!" Erin chortled, gripping his stomach and bent over from laughter.
"You really should lock the door Eliza. There could be an axe murderer or escaped inmate in the woods," said Thalia darkly, with a mischievous grin on her face.
"I knew you were coming so I unlocked the door" I replied. "Stop horsing around and help me clear all this stuff out!" I couldn't help but smile although I nearly cried when they scared me. The basement gave me a bad feeling even though when we went through everything it turned it to be a bunch of junk. The only thing I did was convert the basement into a washer and dryer room with a small sitting area.
What I hadn't noticed at the time of painting, were the indentions in the wall that appeared to be perhaps an entryway to an extra room. Something that someone boarded up and sealed a very long time ago.
Sorry this was a little short! Juicy events coming soon.
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VampirPG-13 Several decades ago, supernatural creatures roamed rampant; terrorizing settlements and destroying anyone that retaliated. Then, the witches came. For years they fought against the vampires and werewolves, keeping them in check. One particular...
