Jenna was waiting in the kitchen of her best friend's house for her. She was a hairdresser in the only salon in her small city, and also one of the best workers there. So when her friend had asked her to dye her hair she had agreed without second thought. To avoid an awaiting she decided to do it in her house, so it would be faster and they could spent more time with each other.

"Ready?" Marsha asked, walking into the kitchen with smile.

"Like always." Jenna stood up and she take her place.

"Wait a second." She said before starting her work. "I will need a towel just in case. I will take it from your bathroom, ok?"

"Sure, you know the way." Marsha answered, making herself comfortable on the stool.

Jenna went into the corridor and headed upstairs to her friend's bathroom. She liked the atmosphere in Marsha's house it was always so welcoming and nice.

When Jenna was at the top of the stairs, the lights suddenly started to flickering. She looked up on the lamps and decided to tell Marsha about it . Suddenly something caught her attention in the corner of her eye. She thought that she saw something running from one doors to the other but when she turned in that direction, she saw nothing. Jenna shook her head. She was imagining things, surely because of this horrors she had watched two days ago. She went into the bathroom and grabbed the towel before walking out. When she closed the door, the light went dead. Jenna stopped in the corridor. She was sure that she heard the whisper behind her.

'You are guilt. You are going to be punished."

She turned around but nothing was there. She put her hand over her heart to calm down its beating and took big breath. She turned around and her eyes widened in fear, the heart started to beat in terrible fast speed. She looked straight in the red eyes of the person with long black hair covering its face. This eyes… there were terrible. But what terrified her more was the smile on the ghost's face. It was so hateful that she couldn't find any words to describe it.

'You will feel what I felt.'

Before Jenna could tell anything, her body started to aching. She looked down on her hands which were slowly being covered by blisters. Then the pain inside her body erupted. All she could do was starting to scream. Before her vision went completely black, she heard the giggle of the child. Terrible, horrifying giggle.