There was very little I could do at this except catch hold of him by the shoulders and shake the shit out of him . How can I talk sensibly to someone whose mind was obsessed with such an absurd idea ?
' You didn't see anything, did you ?' I said finally .
' No . But I could distantly feel that whatever was walking on my chest had two feet , not four .'
As we got out of the car at the Circuit House , I decided that James must be given a nerve tonic or something . A tranquilizer might not be good enough . I could not allow a twenty five year old man to be upset by a simple memory from his childhood .
' See you later James .' I waved before entering my room .
It was noon and I decided upon taking a bath .
An idea shot my mind while I was in the bath . Perhaps this was the only way to bring James back to normalcy .
If a doll had been buried somewhere 11 years ago and if one knew the exact spot , it might be possible to dig the ground there . No doubt most of it would have been destroyed, but likely that we'd just find a few things , especially they were made of metal, such as the buckle of a belt or brass buttons on the jacket . If James could actually be shown that that all was left of his precious doll , he might be able to rid himself of his weird notions ; otherwise , he would have strange dreams every night and talk of Campbell walking on his chest . If this kind of thing was allowed to persist he might go totally mad . Not that he is not at all mad presently .
I turned off the shower and reached out to find that I had forgotten my towel on my bed . Curse me .
I opened the door and stepped out and tip toed towards the bed . As I securely wrapped the towel around myself, I heard a voice . ' Jane ' . I snapped my head and realized the presence of him in my freaking room ! . He was seated on the couch with a coffee mug in his hand . Oh My God ! Shoot me !
I felt like digging a six feet deep hole and burying myself alive out of embarrassment .
' James freaking Knit what the hell ? ! ' I yelled and turned around so my back was facing his .
I continued, ' How the heck did you enter my room ? You are a biggest jerk that that ever walked the face of this planet! Woah , did you see anything ? I mean any of my bo.. ' I felt a hand on my shoulder , spinning me around a hand sneaked onto my waist and within a moment I felt my lips captured with his .
My eyes were wide in shock . My hands were gripped onto my towel . When he noticed that I was not responding to his kiss he pulled away .
' Get . The . Hell . Out . Of . My .Room .' I said each word slowly and calmly, my eyes shut .
I heard footsteps away from me , the door knob clicked and the door shut .
Bending down , zipping open my suitcase , I pulled out my dress and did my other dressing up stuff .
YOU ARE READING
Campbell
HorrorTitled after the doll , Campbell meaning crooked mouth , is a story that will pull you into a labyrinth of fear , horror , suspense , teeny tiny bit of romance , mystery and memories . Did I mention Horror ? Jump to Chapter 7 for the actual horror s...