THE RED CHRISTMAS
Chapter 7: RESTLESSNESS
The next morning, she woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She looked around the room, but everything seemed normal.
As she got out of bed, she noticed something strange. There was a small, round hole in the wall, just above her headboard. It was barely visible, but it definitely wasn’t there before. Had the figure done that?
The main character started to feel nervous. She was beginning to think that the figure was real.
Suddenly, the door to her room creaked open. She whirled around, her heart pounding.
“Oh, it’s just me,” said a familiar voice. It was the nurse from the day before. “I brought you some breakfast.”
Ada let out a sigh of relief. He felt silly for getting so worked up. It was just a nurse, after all.
But something about the hole in the wall still bothered her. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something strange was going on.
“Would you like some breakfast?” the nurse asked. “I brought you some toast and eggs.”
Ada couldn’t bring herself to eat. Her appetite had disappeared, replaced by a growing sense of dread.
The nurse put the tray of food on the bedside table. “Let me know if you need anything else,” he said. “I’ll be outside if you need me.”
Ada nodded, and the nurse left, closing the door behind her. As soon as he was gone, Ada felt a chill run down her spine. She was alone, and the room felt eerily quiet.
Just then, she heard a faint scratching sound. It seemed to be coming from the hole in the wall. The scratching grew louder, and Ada’s heart started to race. Something was definitely in the hole. She could feel it.
Before she could think about what to do, a small, black spider crawled out of the hole. The spider crawled across the wall, its spindly legs leaving a trail behind it. Ada was terrified, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the spider. It seemed to be staring right at her.
As the spider got closer, she could feel her pulse pounding in her ears. She started to panic. What should she do? Should she try tokill the spider? Should she run away? Before she could decide, the spider scurried across the wall and disappeared into another, even smaller hole. Ada let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding.
The spider was gone, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was still watching her.
Just then, she heard a soft tapping on the window. She turned to look, and her heart leapt into her throat. There, on the window ledge, was a large, black crow. It was perched there, its wings folded neatly against its body. Its beady black eyes were fixed on her, as if it were staring right into her soul.
The crow didn’t move, didn’t make a sound. It just sat there, watching her. The silence was broken only by the sound of her own breath, coming in short, sharp gasps. She felt like she couldn’t breathe. Like the air had been sucked out of the room.
Then, the crow opened its beak. It let out a piercing, high-pitchedcaw that echoed through the room. The sound made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She wanted to cover her ears, but she couldn’t move. She could only stand there, rooted to the spot, as the crow cawed again and again.
Then, as suddenly as it had started, the cawing stopped. The crow spread its wings and flew away, disappearing into the darkness. And just like that, the terror that had filled her dissipated. She could breathe again. She was safe.
Or was she? Just as she was about to relax, she heard another sound. It was the same scratching noise she’d heard before, coming from the wall. She looked over, and there, just where the spider had been, was another dark shape. It was small, but it was moving.
Ada’s heart raced as she realized what it was. It was another spider, but this one was even larger than the first. It scurried across the wall, moving with an almost eerie purpose. It was heading right for her.
What should she do? Should she run? Should she scream?
She didn’t have time to think. In an instant, the spider was upon her. She felt its sharp, pointed legs on her arm, and then on her face. She was frozen in terror, unable to move, unable to scream. All she could do was feel the spider’s movements as it crawled over her skin.
Suddenly, she felt a searing pain on her cheek. She cried out, her hands flying to her face. As she touched her cheek, she felt something wet. She pulled her hand away and looked at it. Her fingers were covered in blood.
She let out a scream, a scream that seemed to come from the very depths of her soul but nobody could hear not even her. She turned and ran, not even knowing where she was going. She just had to get away from the spider, away from the blood, away from the pain. She ran and ran, until she found herself outside, in the cold, damp night air.
She stopped and looked around.
She was standing in a dark, empty street. There was no sign of the spider, or of the blood. There was nothing but the sound of her own breathing, and the cold wind blowing against her face.
She felt a shiver run through her body. Suddenly, she heard a voice, a calm and gentle voice coming from a young man. He asked her where she was going to but she couldn’t say anything. The man thought she was ignoring him but it was because she couldn’t talk. The man saw the hospital cloth she was wearing so he took her to the hospital. On the way, the man fell down and started bleeding. Ada’s heart skipped a beat, she was scared and she couldn’t ask for help. Then she saw the man with the emanating smell.
Tbc
