Amityville: And Now The Screaming Starts.
Disclaimer: I therefore declare that what I write is completely fictionous and have no intention to course offense to those living in the property or the town.
Sometimes a house isn't haunted at all. Maybe its bad luck that could bring on such events...
EARLY FALL 1978
It was blowing a gale outside. Lisa Lysett climbed the stairs to the second floor, closing up the doors as she crossed the landing. She walked into her bedroom and turned her bedside lamp on. Her room faced back, it consisted of a low double bed, a simple lamp stand and a dresser. The windows were dressed up in simple nets and floral blinds.
She quickly undressed and pulled on her night dress, then went to the bathroom across the landing to wash and go brush her teeth.
There was a room with an ensuite, but she found it chilly to sleep in there. She pulled the blind down, filled the sink up, washed her face, pulled the plug and then brushed her teeth.
Clicking off the light she noticed that the doors were open to the other rooms. Frowning, she closed them up and went down the stairs to get herself a glass of water.
Once she had got that, she crossed the hallway and closed the living room door and then, went upstairs and closed the other doors that were open on the landing. Had she not closed them twice already?
Too tired to even think about that, she went into her bedroom and closed the door.
XXX
The next day, Lisa decided to check out her boathouse and double garage. The vandalised door had been repaired. She was put off from using it because of the heap of junk that was piled up inside it.
She was having thoughts about the boathouse, she had no boat so it was of no use to her, but maybe an advert in the paper might put that to good use. For a rent of course.
She sighed and did a lap around the perimeter of the pool. The leaves were falling off the trees in their droves, and it was creating yet more sludge in the base of the pool lining. She looked up at the house. The white paintwork of the rear of the house had shadows of the trees dancing across it.
She then caught glimpse of the net curtain moving on the second floor. Did it move? Was this place haunted? With thoughts and declusional conclusions like that, she was a candidate to be sucked in like the rest.
Maybe a bit of research into the houses past might help.
She phoned into work and got the day off, Fred was good like that. Most of the time. And she made her way into town.
She crossed the road and went into the liberary. She hesitated at first, but went straight for the paperback section and flicked through the A's until she pulled out a copy of the 'Amityville Horror' by Jay Anson. She looked at the cover...yep that was her house...and then she turned the book around and started to read the back...
...On the 18th December 1975, Geor...
She put it back quickly, what the hell was she reading that for? It was all a load of trash anyway...and if she read it, her mind might read too much into things when she was at home.
Bad idea.
She moved and went to the counter...the murders were real...they happened.
The liberary assistant looked up to her, "Can I help you...?"
Lisa shook her head with a smile, "Yeah...I'd like to view some news articles from 1974..."
The assistant came out from behind the counter and lead the way to a side room., "I'll show you how to use the machine...then I'll set it up for you..."
Lisa got to grips with the machine and soon she was sat skipping across news from November 1974, until she came to what she was after.
November 14th 1974.
A mass murder in her house. The son had shot dead his entire family with a powerful rifle.
There was a group photograph of the family, and also a police profile of the killers picture.
She switched the machine off...now this made her blood run cold. Now she was going to think whereever she was in the house...she was killed in this room, he was killed in that room.
She felt sick and needed some air.
XXX
She drove home taking the long way to blow away those awful thoughts about what happened in her house, then, when she got home, she was ready to dismiss that as the past.
This was the now.
Her bins were rolling about the driveway as she parked up her VW beetle and she heaved them back into the place.
She went inside and put the kettle on, and then started ringing her friends...Alec hadn't got back about the invites to the home warming. There was nothing like relying on ones self.
XXX
It was the night of the house warming. 'Riverview' was full of guests and music bleared out from the stereo system in the living room.
Lisa did the rounds and made sure everybody was having a good time. She turned and saw her friend from work Pamela Marlin come in from the patio outside where she had smoked a cigarette.
"Gee that pools seen better days...are you gonna fix it?"
Lisa laughed, "Not right now! I might make a start in the spring maybe...
Pamela laughed with her, "...well you might wanna get it looked at sooner...I dont wanna be funny hun, but it smells of shit out there...looks like something might be crapping in it"
Lisa pulled a face and closed up the patio doors, "I'll take your word for it...another drink?"
Pamela could sense that Lisa was not right. She hadn't be her true self all night. Like she was only pretending to be sociable.
Pamela followed her into the kitchen, "Hey, Hun...are you alright? You seem...I dunno...somewhere else?"
Lisa poured her a wine and waited for a couple of other girls to go into the hall, "It's...it's Alec...I think he might be losing interest in me...", she whispered.
Pamela looked up to see Alec sharing a joke with Bobbie Taylor in the dining room, "What? What makes you think that, hun?"
Lisa leaned her back on the kitchen counter and put her glass to her lips, "Just a feeling I get...I dream about him sleeping with somebody else..."
Pamela frowned at her, "Who?"
Lisa shrugged at her, "I dunno...because in the dream I never get to see her face..."
Her friend put a reasuring hand on her shoulder, "Hey...it's a dream...I'm SURE you 've got nothing to worry about"
XXX
Kirsty Brown was in the foyer, she had been watching Lisa and Pamela Marlin have a talk. This was her chance...she cornered Alec off at the downstairs bathroom, "Hey...I was thinking about you and me taking off", she teased him.
Alec looked around him smiling, "Keep your voice down you don't know who's listening!", he said through the smile.
Kirsty poofooed him, "Ohhhh nobody's listening...they're all trying to have a good time, which is an effort for one of Lisa's boring partys...and besides, walls don't have ears do they..."
Alec pulled her into the bathroom and they kissed. Then pulling appart, he opened the door, "Now go...before we're seen..."
Kirsty looked pleased with herself, she lowered her top and made for the kitchen to get herself another beer. She then had a urge to go to the toilet and bolted up the stairs to use the one on the second floor.
The screaming rocked the house. Someone turned the stereo down and there was a commotion in the hallway. Lisa pushed her way through to the stairs. There was another scream. She darted up the stairs to see two girls at the entrance to the toilet, "Lisa! Somethings happening to Kirsty"
Lisa stuck her head into the bathroom. Kirsty was in fits of sobs. Her face was bright red like it was burning up.
Lisa went to reach over, but one of the girls, Cheryl, shook her head, "No don't I did that...I burnt myself...she's red hot"
Lisa could see that Kirtsy's arms and legs were red raw, like someone had poured boiling hot water all over her.
Lisa and Cheryl stood back, "Can you stand? We need to get you to the hospital or something"
Kirsty got herself up and was still sobbing. They crossed the landing where Alec was soon at the top of the stairs, "Alec! I'm burning up...I'M BURNING UP!" she cried in terror.
Pamela who was behind Alec was looking at the interaction between them. Alec went to take her, but Lisa nodded, "No...you'll burn yourself"
"GET ICE GET ICE" cried a girl called Patsy-Jane.
Pamela came down the stairs and collared her boyfriend, Floyd, "Spread the word...partys over"
XXX
Kirsty Brown was at the hospital. She was being examined on a trolley in the ER. Lisa was waiting outside in the reception area with Alec.
"I hope she's okay...what can be wrong with her?", cried Lisa.
Alec was quiet. Too quiet.
The ER doctor came out from the double doors, Alec was jumping out of the plastic seat in a second, "How is her doc?"
The doctor looked abit miffed, "She is perfectly alright...are you sure she burned herself, because there is nothing on her body to indicate that she has been injured in that way"
"But YOU saw her...she was red as...she was RED", cried Alec.
The doctor nodded, "yes she was...but it doesn't mean she has substained any burns...she has said herself, she has not been near any hot water..."
Lisa came forward, "does she have to stay over?"
"No...she can go home in a couple of hours...then, we will be sure if there's nothing wrong with her"
It was nearly midnight when Kirsty was in the corridor. Lisa could see she was her normal colour, "Are you alright?"
Kirsty shook her head, "I just want to go home...Alec, please take me home"
Alec looked at Lisa, "Sorry...but you are gonna have to clear up at your place by yourself...I need to drive her home"
Lisa followed them towards the ER foyer, "But she can stay over at mine"
Kirsty was shaking her head, "I'm not going back there...i'm NEVER going back there..."
Lisa watched as Alec lead Kirsty off out into the parking lot. Lisa hung still for a while, before going after them to cadge a ride home on the way.
XXX
Kirsty was shaking in the backseat, "NO WAY...I'M NOT GOING IN THERE!"
Lisa turned to her, "It's okay...Alec's driving you home...i'll call you tomorrow"
Alec stopped her, "I should stay with her...she's had a scare"
Lisa only nodded and watched as they drove off.
Pamela met her had the front door, "Hey...everything okay? I've done the clearing up...what was wrong with Kirsty, did they say?"
Lisa shrugged and put her hands into her pockets, "I don't know...she seems ok now...I don't understand it..."
Pamela looked beyond her, "has Alec taken her home?"
Lisa shook her head, "Yeah...look, thanks for cleaning up...you didn't have to"
Pamela grabbed her coat, "It's okay...call me tomorrow, hun", she then was heading to her car that was parked across the street. Lisa closed the front door and sighed.
The house was quiet and still. A far cry from Kirsty's ear bending screams of earlier.
She hung up her coat and switched the lights off...she went to the bathroom and snapped the light on.
She had a startle. The mirror was steamed up over the sink, and on it in block capital letters was the words.
SHE'S A BITCH
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