Chapter II: Footsteps

Dil ran to his room, the door slammed behind him. He curled up into a ball under his blankets.

"It's going to get me." he repeated. The scream came again, through the vent on his floor. Dil felt as if he couldn't breathe. He started to shake as the sun rose. Dil got up out of his bed and went over to his dresser. As he did that, the scream came. Dil ran back to his bed.

He laid there silently for another hour. Dil rolled over and looked at his alarm clock. He noticed that it was still early. Dil rolled out of his bed and forced himself out the door.

The house was quiet, no screaming, yet. Dil eased his way down the stairs. As he approached the basement door, the scream came. A shock of coldness shot up his spine. Goosebumps formed on his arms and legs.

"At least it is just the freaky screaming and not those weird noises." Dil said.

He started to hear faint footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Never mind." he sighed.

The foot steps stopped. Dil reached for the door knob. His hand felt numb, but he slowly turned it. Dil swung open the door. What he saw made him fall to the ground...