Stay Out Of The Tub (Custer Falls Extreme Horror Book 2) by Hitz D.W

Author:Hitz, D.W.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fedowar Press, LLC
Published: 2023-06-29T00:00:00+00:00

Molly crept into Mom and Dad’s room. A faint green glow from Dad’s alarm clock lit the nightstand, but the rest of the room was too dim to search. She tapped her phone and shined her home screen’s light around the room.

She hoped Dad had unpacked some of his clothes and put them away in his dresser. She didn’t like the idea of opening boxes. That would have been a whole other level of sneaky.

The dresser was on the left but before she went to look, there was something she had to do. That woman she’d seen—she couldn’t get the thought out of her head. It was an illusion, right? It had to have been. A trick of the light, the way a pile of clothes could look like a monster in the shadowy dark. The only other answer would have been a ghost and while the house was old enough to have them, she didn’t believe in ghosts. As silly as it was, she had to check.

She tiptoed to Dad’s side of the bed where the woman had been standing. She couldn’t spot anything that resembled the shape of an old woman. Had her mind fabricated the entire thing? She wasn’t going to entertain the ghost idea for a second. Just a flash of an elderly woman’s image wasn’t going to change her worldview—besides, just considering that ghosts could be real was too scary. The vision had to have been the bleach fumes and her imagination ganging up on her.

She turned away. Hunting for the woman was a stupid, unnecessary risk. She needed the clothes, not to wake Mom and Dad.

Molly stepped, and her sock became wet. Why was her sock wet? She shined her phone’s light on the floor.

Her heart jumped into her throat as a set of wet footprints stretched from the hallway to the side of the bed.

That... that didn’t make any sense. She saw the heel, the ball of the foot, the toes. They were not a fabrication of her mind in a darkened space. They were fully constructed prints from someone’s wet feet.

Her heart pounded. All of a sudden, there was a smell in the air, a thick, moldy scent that hung just below the melon-berry air fresheners her mother had placed all over the house.

She glanced at her own feet questioningly. Maybe she had somehow forgotten she was barefoot and wet. That didn’t make much sense, but it made more sense than any alternative that sprang to mind.

No. She was socked, just as she remembered. So how...

The idea of a ghost returned to her mind, and she felt all the blood drain from her skin. She was cold. That apparition was right there, right where she was standing, and... it was real?

She couldn’t do this. She was caught between wanting to jump in bed with Mom and Dad and pulling the covers over her head and racing back to her own room—or, even better, out the front door.

She backed away, scanned the room

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