[ I was living alone for more than a week now. I wake up at 7:00 a clock in the morning , drinking my coffee and doing my normal job but as in my old town there was nothing extraordinary happening ..more than a gang of young guys getting home , drunk after a night of partying , some disturbing the silence and some other trying to steal money from an old lady in front of a store but somehow in South Dakota everything seemed different…even the air I was breathing was different. I felt happy…at last for now everything went great.
I use to patrol my area at the end of each shift to make sure everything was alright . My area meant the suburb of the city where normally you can get all the "fun" but wasn't my case. After some minutes of peaceful driving I stopped the car in front of a yard full of old cars, classic cars, broken cars ..everything you need and you don't you could find in that yard. I stepped out of the car and went a bit further when I could head a voice behind me ]
Looking for something officer? [ a man was just behind me and for a moment his voice made me froze. I turn to face him carefully trying to look confident , just to see the same old man from officer's Miller car the day we met. My face expression soften a bit as I could feel nothing bad was about to happen]
No, I don't. I was making my shift and ….[ I pointed around not really finding the right words to express myself as his eyes didn't left mine not even a bit]
And what?... [ the man asked me . I smiled and approach a bit more]
My name is Danielle Russell . I'm the new officer in this town and every since I came I never seen a yard like this. I just wanted to take a look. I know I might breaking the law [ pointing at my clothes] while I might represent it but it just made me curious. I'm sorry… I'll leave now [ I said trying to make him see I'm not a threaten to him or his propriety ]
I appreciate your sincerity . and now what ? [ he crossed his arms looking at me with a raised eyebrow showing me he's not so friendly as I thought , making me hesitate for a bit but straightened the expression from my face to show no weakness . I'm the one in uniform after all ]
And now if you excuse me I'll be leaving [ I answered with the same nonchalance as he did earlier. He said nothing more and I cross beside him getting back to my car before leaving the place. That old man was giving me the creeps. After 20 minutes I stopped the car in front of my house getting the keys from my pocket to open the door. I got inside and put my jacked on the chair getting upstairs to take a shower and chill after another day of work.
I changed my clothes, put some make up and went downstairs to make myself something to eat . ]
I wonder where this cold came from? [ I ask myself feeling my arms and legs freezing despite of the warm weather outside. There was 35 degrees outside and I was freezing in my own house? What the …?
I shake my head trying to ignore the cold I was feeling and opened the fridge what I need for dinner. I was dying for a soup…a simple hot soup as my mom used to make me . She said she use to calm you down after a stressed day and guess what? Today I had enough of that …I needed a soup!]
Where I put the salt ? [ I was talking with myself looking for a little recipient ]
Oh here you are [ I took it from some corner of my kitchen's table and put it back next after using it . I mixed up and taste it closing my eyes. ] Yummy …still i should put some more salt [ I turn to get the little recipient again but I couldn't find it.]
I could swear I let it here [ I said confused looking at the same place I let . I look around and I finally found it on the little fridge I have next to the table]
Weird! I don't remember letting it here [ I said to myself think that maybe the chat with the old man in the yard affected me to much than it should. I took the salt again and finish my soup. I put some in a bowl and waited for it to cool so I can eat it.
The cold from the room was more and more annoying so I decided to fire up the little fireplace I had in the living room .I put some woods inside and looked for some matches . I light a match but suddenly extinguish itself. I looked confused and tried again…but the same happened. For the first time I was afraid, I look at the matches from my hand, the cold from the room and I realize something wasn't right.
I blow in the air just to realize that my breath was freezing . In that moment everything came back into my mind : The man wanting to seal the house, the salt, the matches, the cold air in the room … OMG .
I run to the kitchen and grab some salt just to feel someone throwing something toward me . I turn around and sow nothing behind me . I grabbed the salt with all the power I had trying not to panic and remember what Dean would have done in my place. Things were starting to move around me, the wind was blowing with all his force, the windows were closing and opened themselves and I was ... trapped in my own house.]
Just keep your cool [ I said to myself trying not to panic and make it worse. I made a circle of salt around me and took a knife in my hand looking all over for the ghost. The wind was blowing even harder and the circle I was in was each moment more thin until it disappeared . I run toward the door trying to open it but it was locked. I screamed for help and beat into the door for someone to come and get me out of there as fear, panic were rounding trough my veins . ]
Help! Please someone to help me [ I yelled with all my force hopping that someone will hear me. Suddenly a huge force was grabbing my shoulder dragging me back into the house and slamming my back on the wall cutting my arm badly. I froze feeling weak after the hit but tried to keep my straight .
As I tried to lift myself from the ground I could see an old women with an evil smile on her face…it was the ghost… the ghost that was hunting my place . but why did she show up only now after almost 3 weeks since I've moved there?
I tried to focus but the women grabbed me again slamming me again the wall again and pressing her thumbs over my neck to suffocate me . I tried to breath and reach for something to hit her but I wasn't able to. I felt my body weaker and weaker as she was drying all the power of my body . I wasn't able to feel my arms and either the air in my lungs …. She's gonn' kill me…this is my end ]
Die you son of a bitch [ I suddenly heard a man's voice as my body end up on the floor to weak to know what happens in the room. With my last straight I opened my eyes just a little bit to see the ghost burning and hear her screaming before losing my senses. ]
