It started with a bump. A loud bump, but just a bump. It was nearing midnight, and the bump woke me up. Then the bump became a thump- louder this time. A faint, but strange noise followed by a creaking door made me bolt upright. I grabbed my knife out of my bag and slowly rose, completely on guard and ready to fight. Almost silent footsteps come from downstairs and the thumping stopped for a second. I eased open my door and peer out. Suddenly, whistling filled the air. It was downstairs, but it was not natural whistling, a strange lilting whistle that sent a shiver down my spine. "Right. HELLO," I heard a strangely familiar voice call from down stairs. "Aren't you a...strange little... thing." The whistling became more intimidating, more angry and the voice shouted,"I guess you're not friendly, then!" Following that, I could hear running. Standing out in the hall, I felt defenseless, unprotected, and useless. So, I went to the stairs and started making my way down into the darkness.
My eyes adjusted to the dark just in time for me to see one of the scariest things I will ever see in my life. At the bottom of the stairs was Ms. Parker. But it WASN'T Ms. Parker. She was pale, and taller than usual. However, that didn't make it frightening. Her face. It was... contorted, elongated, her facial features were twisted. Her eyes were nothing more than black orbs, her nose was almost nonexistent, and worst of all her lips were gone, replaced by a gaping hole in her face, from which a sinister whistling noise came. The creature started to move up the stairs, towards me. I stumbled back, dumbfounded with terror. The running footsteps came closer as I scrambled back up the stairs, and I called out, hoping that whoever it was was friendly. "TWO?!" I heard from the bottom of the stairs and a weird purple light illuminated the stairwell, Ms. Parker, and the man from the park. "YOU?" I managed. I was used to surprise and change, but not this much surprise and change. He ducked around Ms. Parker, pushing her back a small ways down the stairs into another of the creatures. He ran the rest of the way up and past me. "Come on!" he yelled. "There's no way out up here! Those things are blocking the stairs!" I tried to put some logic into the situation. He stopped running and looked back. A moment of recognition passed over his face, and then disappeared. "There's one way out!" he said determinedly. He ducked into my room, and I followed, slamming the door behind us. He was examining the window when I turned around. He pulled out a thin pencil-like thing and pointed it at the window, which I had noticed was nailed shut earlier. It made a weird noise, and a bulb at the end glowed purple for a moment. "Augh! It's wood!" he muttered, exasperated. The creatures slammed themselves against the door, shaking the doorframe. "Hurry!" I yelled. The next slam on the door had it flying off its hinges, sending me flying across the small room. In a final effort, I hit the window with my elbow. Thankfully, the glass shattered, but the Things were in the closet of the room and were one step away from getting to us. But they had stopped. Instead of advancing any further, their whistling tune became more intense, more hypnotic. I was transfixed, but the man from the park was looking out the window with glee plastered across his face. "Jump," he said. "Don't worry; you'll land in the pool. Probably." It took me while to figure out what he was telling me to do, so fixed was I on the creatures' tune. Ms. Parker gave the man a glare, the song stopped, and they took a step forward. But the man had jumped out the small window, and taken me with him.
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Well, there you go!...ish. I really hope you guys are enjoying this, it's basically a thing to do when I get insomnia . Thanks again editor meganhc, without you I would be grammatically incorrect all day err' day. Reviewers get flowers and a trip to Disney world.