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Then She Fell…
husband had agreed to buy this apartment on some conditions, if a
cleaner and a painter came to clean the whole place up, all for free.
Tracy wasn’t very keen on the word ‘free’ but decided that it was all
worth it.
Four weeks had passed and everything was now in place. Fanny
and Hubert had sold their old apartment, the painter and cleaner
had come and furniture was now moved in, although boxes of
crockery and stuff still lay untouched everywhere.
That night, as Fanny and Hubert sat at the dinner table,
surrounded by brown cardboard boxes, Hubert announced that his
work wanted him to go to Narrachoot for a whole week.
‘Really? Do you have to?’ Fanny asked worriedly.
‘I think so. But it’s only one week, you can deal with that, can’t you?’
said Hubert, with a very relaxed tone.
‘When are you leaving?’
‘This Sunday.’
Sunday came around quickly and Fanny sent Hubert off in a
shiny black taxi, through the busy streets of London, all the way to
the airport.
That night, after Fanny had drifted off into a pretty dream, she
was suddenly awoken after feeling a strong tug of her hair. She
reached for the lamp and snapped the switch. She felt her hair and
looked all around her bedroom, making sure it wasn’t real. Oh, it’s
just my dream, she thought and dozed back into a deep sleep.
At 5am that morning, Fanny was woken again, this time from a
blistering, cold draft sweeping through her bedroom, causing her to
shiver. The window was open and the curtains were blowing in the
howling breeze. Fanny was now quite suspicious, but closed the
window and eventually fell back to sleep, once again.
The next night, after a long day at work and a dinner out with a
friend, Fanny went to sleep and woke up once again, this time to the
howl of something creepy and mysterious.
‘Fanny, Fanny, you are next’
,
it roared.
Fanny was now extremely scared and nervous. She looked around
and saw that the window was open again! Fanny shoved the covers
down to the end of her bed and stood on her pillow which was now
wet and cold. She reached out the window to pull it back in and felt
something push her.
Then she fell….
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