"Morgan.... Morgan." I heard a faint whisper. "Morgan time to get up!" I open my eyes expecting to see the owner of the voice but, I didn't see anything. I sat up and looked around, "Hello?" I said trying not to sound scared. "I know there's someone there." Not expecting a reply I got up to make breakfast, maybe I was just crazy, I meant I'm the only one in this cottage hearing these things. "Hello?" I say one last time. I hear movement in the closet. "John?!?" I yell. The movement continues.
"There was probably a stray cat in there that just found it's way in," I said to myself. I walk over to the door to open it. I open it a crack and I hear someone's heavy breathing. I open it all the way and see John tied up in the back of the closet. Right away I untied him, "How did you get here?" I asked. No response. "Hello?" I said waving my hand in front of his face. "He can still hear us so be quiet" whispered John. Was he tricking me, did he set this up? It's was never like John to pull something like this so I knew he was being serious. "Right after you untie me we need to get out of this house, okay?" Whispered John. "Okay." I whispered back.
I finished untying him then we both ran for the front door. Right before we can touch the door handle a red figure jumps in front of us. I quickly analyze his features. Red, big eyes and a creepy smile. But oddly familiar. "Hahahahaha" it started laughing. "Haha you don't recognize Elmo?"
