The Haunting Of Hartley House : A Novella by Eve Evans

Author:Eve Evans [Evans, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-28T22:00:00+00:00

I shuffled my feet, blowing out a soft sigh, and then started.

Max looked at me sharply. “Is something wrong?”

I froze, twisting my head slightly to look at my shoulder.

“I… I thought something touched me,” I said, slightly breathless. There was a lingering trace of pressure on my clothes. “Maybe I imagined it,” I added quickly, but my heart was still thudding from the sudden feeling of a hand touching me.

Max stood from the table, his tall frame casting a shadow over me. “There’s nothing around you. Nothing could have touched you.”

I reached up and massaged my shoulder. It had been faint and sudden, but unmistakable.

“Let me know if that happens again,” he said, and I nodded. Maybe I was just being jumpy.

Something thudded upstairs, the echo resounding through the rafters, and a soft mutter of surprise left my lips.

“Was that the others?”

He listened a moment longer before nodding. “Probably. Want to wrap up this EVP session?”

“Okay.”

He turned off the device and stretched out his arms, already heading for the door.

“W-wait,” I started. “Can I… Can I stay in here? On my own.”

Surprise caught him off guard, and he blinked at me. “S-sure. I’ll be in the next room with the others. If you need anything, give us a shout, or signal to the camera.”

I gave him a thumbs up, trying to hide my apprehension, and he slipped out of the room, leaving me alone.

Making my way to the table he was sitting on, I hoisted myself onto it and shuffled back so that I was leaning against the wall. Then I closed my eyes, focusing on what I could hear around me. The soft sound of my own breathing, the faint creak and groan of things being moved by the wind outside, the patter leaves falling against-

My eyes flew open. Darkness swelled around me. The light in the room had gone out, stranding me in the gloom. Around me, the smell of blood was thick and pungent. The inside of my mouth went dry and I could almost taste it again, bitter, and metallic on my lips. Could almost feel it, on my hands, wet and slick and fresh. I glanced down, expecting to see blood on my hands, but they were clean.

I breathed shallowly through my nose, looking around.

The smell of blood was still strong. My gaze fell to the floorboards, where my mom’s blood still stained the wood.

Another chill tiptoed into the room, making goosebumps break out across my skin. I glanced up, and for a moment, I thought I saw something – an anomaly in the darkness, a shadow in the corner of the room, there and then gone in a second. I stared hard at the wall, expecting it to come back, but there was nothing there. Maybe I had just spooked myself.

Eyes could be deceiving in the dark.

Shaking away my apprehension, I dropped shakily to my feet and started towards the door.

As my hand touched the cold brass handle, a floorboard creaked behind me, and I got the overwhelming feeling that I was no longer alone in the room.

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