Demon in the Attic by T.C. Luppi & Velox Books

Author:T.C. Luppi & Velox Books [Luppi, T.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Velox Books
Published: 2021-09-28T22:00:00+00:00

Babysitters

“I only gave the babysitter one rule: if the Christmas lights start twinkling strangely, leave the room immediately.”

The man in front of me was your typical upper-middle-class suburban dad, except for the disheveled hair and streaks of dirt and dried blood on his forehead. He was being bandaged by three nurses, including Jo, the one who called me.

Being the only female in the force, I was given the “sensitive” tasks—aka everything that involved collecting the testimony of hospitalized people in the middle of the night.

Ivan Daniels. Everyone knew his wife had died of a degenerative disease at only 32, around five years ago, and was the first person in our town to be cryogenically frozen.

Mr. Daniels then started a foundation under her name to raise funds to help other victims; the illness is incurable, but the palliative care makes a difference, and is incredibly expensive. Recently, there’s a promising new experimental treatment too, equally costly.

Their only daughter, Lindsay, is no older than 9 now.

His rule struck me as quite odd.

“Why was that, Mr. Daniels?”

“For her own safety. And my daughter’s, of course,” he replied, enigmatically.

I know from experience that giving people a set of rules never works. One rule will always be broken—even if there’s only one.

“And what’s the problem with the lights, Mr. Daniels?” I insisted. He was distressed, so I had to be very clear to get useful information from him.

“Oh, right. Silly me. I’m sorry, Officer, I’m still shaken. That’s because I’m convinced that our house is haunted.”

“Haunted? By who or what?”

“I… I don’t know, honestly. But I’m sure that’s why Alice attacked me. She’s such a good girl, please don’t be so harsh on her when you find her…”

“Alice? Who’s Alice and what happened to her?”

“That’s Alice Weber, my neighbor, Miss. She’s 17 or 19 I think. The babysitter,” Mr. Daniels elucidated. “She’s the one who attacked me.”

The nurses started cleaning him up softly, and I noticed his face was all scratched. His left arm was slightly off—probably dislocated—and there was a larger wound close to his collarbone. Apparently a stabbing wound, but it was clear that this hit didn’t connect properly.

“A teenager did this to you?” I asked, as Nurse Jo put his shoulder back in place with a crackle. Hitting like that required a lot of strength.

“Yes, but please, Officer. She was possessed by something evil, I’m sure. She’s always so nice to my little girl. Please treat her as you would treat a daughter or a young sister.”

Those words didn’t appeal to me, as my younger sister stole all my money to escape with her crackhead boyfriend when she was 15.

“And where is Miss Weber now?” I asked.

Mr. Daniels sighed deeply. “Who knows? I think I hit my head or something because after she attacked me I was out of it for a while. I don’t know how long. Twenty minutes, maybe? All the while, my daughter was sleeping like an angel upstairs. The first thing I did was checking up on her, but thankfully whatever evil entity possessed her to attack me didn’t want to harm Lindsay.

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