The noises from the attic

Noises In The Attic

Living alone can be a horrifying thought, but many people live that reality. Dorothy is one of those people, but she enjoys it. Well, she does have a pet cat, named Rat, but that's all the company old Dorothy needs. She and Rat live in a large 3 story house a good 15 minutes away from any other skinbag, besides animals of course. But something strange has been going on. The past few nights Dorothy heard various noises coming from her attic.

Dorothy walked towards the attic door slowly. The aged wood creaked under her cat slippers as she clutched to her flashlight. As she reaches for the string to open the attic door, a long clawed hand grabs her! And then she wakes up in a sweat. Heavily breathing, she quickly turns to her night stand to turn on her lamp. Yet all her fear fades as she sees Rat sleeping soundly on the foot of her bed. Well, awake now because of the commotion. “My dear rat, I just had the worst dream.” she said before being met with a long stretched meow. Right as everything seemed perfect, thump thump thump. It was coming from the attic. These same noises haven't stopped in the past half a week. 

This ruckus caused Rat to stand, arching his fuzzy back. “What, what is it Rat?” Dorothy asked in a shaky voice while leaning in to pet her feline friend. But before she touched him, he ran as fast as light out the door and towards the attic. With her heart pounding, Dorothy grabbed a flashlight as she slipped into her cat slippers. Realization hit her at that moment. “This is just like my dream. No Dorothy, don't be itiotic. Demons don't exist.” As she gave herself a pep talk, she saw Rat standing under the attic, hissing at the door. She walked closer; she was almost tempted to grab Rat and leave, but she couldn't. This is their home and they'd have to come back no matter. The noises started again causing her fear to rise and rise, but she finally gained the courage and grabbed the string and pulled.

She squeezed her eyes shut as the ladder quickly flew down. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes to see nothing. Dorothy placed her flashlight in her night gowns pocket and started to climb. After a few steps she quickly turned to Rat and smiled. “If i don't get out of here, take care of the house for me. Ok buddy?” “Ok mom.” Rat said. Just kidding, Rat cant talk. He really just sat down and meowed in response. When she got to the attic she reached for the light switch and pulled. At first everything was still as if time had stopped. Dorothy took careful steps around to see if she could find anything. Then out of nowhere, SCREECH SCREECH THUMP! Dorothy almost fell as she turned around to see the culprit. A big bat hitting the small attic window. With her hand on her heart, Dorothy laughed. “A bat! All this for a bat!” she exclaimed. After getting herself together, Dorothy opened the window, and watched as the bat flew out. She turned off the attic light and with a heavy weight lifted from her shoulders, she happily climbed down the ladder to be greeted by a happy Rat, who she picked up with glee and walked back to her room. But what dear old Dorothy had not noticed in her attic, was two glowing red eyes watching her every move.