Engstrom House 01-The Haunting of Engstrom House by Rabadi Nasser

Author:Rabadi, Nasser [Rabadi, Nasser]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Horror, American Horror, Paranormal Suspense, Supernatural Thriller, Psychological Suspense
Publisher: Secret Comics Publishing
Published: 2022-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One

It was a bright hot day, and now and then clouds massed in front of the sun and projected cooling shadows over Ashfall and the woods behind her home, and Helen led her little brother Timothy between trees.

“Snake! Look Helen a snake in the water, snake in the water.”

“Where? I don’t see it?” Helen leaned over the little stream.

Timothy stepped closer to her side. “It’s gone.”

“There was no snake.”

“Yes there was.”

“Nuh-uh.”

Timothy pushed her in then stepped back and laughed while she angrily climbed out. Her hands were turned into two furious fists. Timothy backed away and ran through the clearing, but Helen was older and faster than he was and closing in on him.

“You can’t catch me you can’t catch me.”

“Oh yes I will. Timothy Engstrom I will bury you alive.”

“You can’t catch me you can’t catch me.”

Timothy ducked under a low branch and turned around a tree, then turned around another one, and realized he didn’t completely recognize where he was in the woods; but that was all right because they weren’t deep into it at all, and if he kept going straight he might come out the woods and into the back yard; and if he went the other way, there was a chance he might end up near the stream.

He went to his right, pacing slowly, being careful to avoid fallen branches or crisp leaves, taking small breaths of air. He tiptoed, ducked under another branch, moved slowly, and almost shouted when he came across a couple bees pollinating zinnias; he was deathly afraid of bees and their awful stings.

Home was in sight. He was a few steps away from the back yard. He looked over his shoulder furtively, and not a sign of his sister in sight. Still, he thought, he needed to be careful. He sneaked out of the woods, into the back yard, and ran up to the home. Opening the door, an angry hand wrapped around his, and Helen looked down at him with eyes that he did not completely recognize; eyes that weren’t Helen’s own.

She turned him so quick and so powerfully that he lost balance and slipped, and her grip on his arm sent a wave of warm pain through his body when it jolted. She dragged him back to the woods, ignoring the little path, and bumping him over protruding roots of trees and over thorny plants.

“I’m sorry Helen—that hurts.”

She didn’t say a word.

She dragged him past the stream. He thought she was going to dump him in for payback, but she kept on going. Timothy thought his arm was going to be pulled out of its socket, the way she was yanking him through the woods.

He tried to hit her with his other hand but couldn’t reach. It was useless. And all cries and begging were pointless—Helen didn’t say a word to him until after she dragged him over the rotting trunk of a tree that must have fallen a long time ago.

“Almost there.”

“Where are you taking me?”

No answer.

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