Beatles Horror Stories

The Knocking that Follows

It was always following me.

Ever since I was a child, I would always hear the knocking.

The sounds would always start softly at first, but the longer I refused to open the door that it was emitting from, they would get louder and louder.

I know what's causing it.

They called themselves John, Paul, and George, and I have never seen them myself, at least, I didn't for a long time.

From their voices, I could guess that they're three young men, about the age that I am now.

One night, as I laid in my bed, listening to the loud knocking that comes from my bedroom door, I thought about how this all started.

I was young, about 5.

I barely remember it, but my mother thought that I was just playing games when I opened the front door of our little house when I heard knocking.

There was nothing there, and my mother said that there was no knocking.

I can't really remember what I thought of that, but, as the years past, I realized what was really happening, and I just ignored it.

But, when I finally got old enough to find a house of my own, I saw no point in opening the doors.

Nothing was ever there, and I usually kept all of the doors open to avoid the knocking, except for the front door.

I never checked that.

However, the door that I would always keep open would shut on their own, and the knocking would start up again.

But, one night came when they spoke to me.

Three different voices, all having the same accent as me, told me their names.

They spoke to me each and every night after that, telling me how, the next time I opened a door while they were knocking, they would let me see them.

I never checked the doors, despite the kindness in their voices, and I would wait until the knocking subsided on its own before I opened it.

One night however, I came to the conclusion that I was just delaying the inevitable.

I opened my bedroom door, the knocking coming to a stop in an instant, and before me, stood three men, a pale white light glowing around their transparent bodies.

One had what seemed to be auburn hair, another with hazel eyes and a rather feminine-like build, and the last had thicker eyebrows than the others.

They told me that it was time that I join them, because they had taken an interest in me ever since that first day.

I knew what I had to do.

Honestly, it is better than I thought it was going to be.

Ever since, we've been wandering the whole world, in search of another to add to our group.

I think that someone's at your front door. 

Hear the knocking?

That's us.

You may not answer now, but one day, we will get you, just like how they got me.

We're knocking louder.

Come out.