The living room was empty,pletely devoid of anything. It was strange. Mrs. Lawson muttered to herself, “Didn’t I hear someone just now?” She nced around and noticed thendline phone had fallen to the floor. As she bent down to pick it up, she saw Joy Chaucer hiding behind the dimly lit sofa. Joy had heard the door open and didn’t have time to run upstairs, so she hid behind the sofa.
Mrs. Lawson picked up the phone just as a thunderp echoed outside, followed by a sh of lightning that illuminated the entire living room for a few seconds. In those brief moments, Mrs. Lawson saw a shadow on the floor-Joy Chaucer’s shadow-but no person.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
“Ah!” The sight terrified Mrs. Lawson, causing her to scream and faint. Joy Chaucer, who was also afraid of thunderstorms, stood up from behind the sofa. She looked at Mrs. Lawson lying unconscious on the floor and considered letting her disappear forever. However, that would attract too much attention and bring the police.
Ignoring Mrs. Lawson, Joy deleted the call history from thendline and went up to the attic. Soon after, heavy rain began to pour down, apanied by lightning and thunder. Joy hid under her nket, too scared toe out as shes of lightning reflected on the window.
The storm raged all night.
The next day, Mrs. Lawson woke up in the living room with memories ofst night flooding back, sending shivers down her spine. She hadn’t clearly seen the shadow fromst night.
Before she could think further, Mrs. Fairchild shouted from outside, “Come out quickly! Isn’t that your Mimi? Oh my, how cruel!” Mrs. Lawson rushed out to see her Teddy dog’s corpse in the yard, its head smashed beyond recognition and covered in blood.
The heavy rain had washed away the dirt covering Mimi’s buried body. “Mimi,” Mrs. Lawson gasped for breath.
Mrs. Fairchild cursed, “What kind of heartless person would do this? It’s too cruel! Must be some kind of psychopath.”
“Mimi, Mimi,” Mrs. Lawson was heartbroken and terrified, unable to look at her dog any longer. With all the strange events happening in the house recently andst night’s shadow, she couldn’t stay there any longer.
After dealing with Mimi’s remains, Mrs. Lawson nervously went to find Meredith at the hospital. Meredith had just finished breakfast with Terrence in their room and handed their daughter over to him before heading to Sterling Corporation when she ran into Mrs. Lawson in the hallway.
“Mrs. Lawson, what brings you here?” Meredith asked in surprise.
Mrs. Lawson stammered, “Mrs. Sterling, I want to go back home for a few days and wanted to let you know.”
She couldn’t stay in that house any longer.
“Sure, no problem,” Meredith said kindly. “You can stay as long as you need; your sry will still be paid. Don’t worry about it;e back whenever you’re ready.”
Meredith assumed Mrs. Lawson was worried about not getting paid and hade specifically to inform her.
“Thank you, Mrs. Sterling,” Mrs. Lawson said gratefully but hesitated before continuing, “Mrs. Sterling, I’ll be honest with you-the house has problems; I’m scared and can’t stay there.”
“What kind of problems?” Meredith asked, puzzled.
“It’s… it’s haunted,” Mrs. Lawson said reluctantly. “My dog Mimi disappeared mysteriously and was found buried in the yard this morning with its head smashed in. Last night I saw a shadow but no person; there are noises from the pipes at night and things go missing from the kitchen…”
Joy Chaucer needed to use the bathroom upstairs; whenever water was flushed, it made noise through the pipes connected downstairs.
These urrences had frightened Mrs. Lawson terribly.
“I checked upstairs but found nothing,” she added nervously.
Meredith didn’t believe in such things: “Mrs. Lawson, it’s modern times now; don’t scare yourself over nothing like that-there’s no such thing as ghosts or spirits unless someone is ying tricks.”
“But I’m living alone,” Mrs. Lawson insisted, “I checked everywhere and found nothing.”
“Alright then,” Meredith conceded, “you go back home first; I’ll check out the house when I have time.”