The Third Floor by The Third Floor (epub)

Author:The Third Floor (epub)
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2001-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Liz was in the kitchen rolling pieces of chicken into croissants. Jack tossed the doll onto the counter.

"You left this upstairs."

Liz glanced at it, then went back to the food. "That's not mine."

"I know that. I assume it's Joey's."

"I don't think so. I've never seen it before."

"Neither have I, but I don't recall having any other kids."

Liz shrugged. Then she asked, "Did you say I left it upstairs?"

Jack took a Coke from the refrigerator. "Uh-huh."

"Where upstairs?"

"Third floor stairs."

Liz put the chicken aside and looked at the doll. She didn't pick it up; she didn't want to touch it. "I've never seen it before."

"Then Joey left it up there."

"Ask him."

Jack got a cookie, bit off half, and said, "I'm going to."

It's not his, Liz thought. He won't know where it came from any more than I do. I wish I could tell you what's going on, Jack. I'm not entirely sure myself anyway.

"But the doll's not what's bothering me the most," he said.

Liz went back to her croissants, asking, "What is?"

"The door that's been broken in two up there."

Liz stopped again and looked at him. "What?"

He nodded. "You can act surprised all you want, but unless there was someone here today you didn't tell me about, the only two people here all day were you and Joe, and I know he didn't do that."

Liz was lost now. What the hell was he talking about? Strange dolls? Broken doors?

She folded the last piece of chicken into the last croissant, then turned to her husband and said, as calmly as she could, "Jack I haven't been upstairs all day--." He started to break in, but she held up her hand and he shut his mouth. "I haven't been upstairs all day. If fact I spent most of the day just sitting on the couch. Now, whatever's broken upstairs, or whatever you've found, or whatever whatever, it didn't come from me, and it didn't come from Joey." She could tell he wanted to say something, but she pressed on. "You're gone most of the time and I can tell you, being here, there's a ton of weird shit that goes on here, but until now I haven't bothered even trying to tell you about it because I know how you are. But I'm telling you now, whatever is up there, it isn't from either Joey or me. Hell, maybe the storm broke it. It broke the window, didn't it? Which, by the way, is still a nice sheet of plastic now."

"They'll be here Friday. The storm didn't break the door," Jack said. His voice came out calm, but his tone said, You're a moron. "I was up there last night. The door wasn't broken, but it was cracked. Now it's broken."

Joey came in then and asked, "Are we gonna eat sometime? I'm starving. It feels like I haven't eaten in thirty years."

"It'll be done in a little bit," Liz said. She and Jack exchanged a look they both knew meant, This is over for now, but we'll pick it up here later.

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