The Wish (Nightmare Hall) by Diane Hoh

Author:Diane Hoh [Hoh, Diane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2013-08-13T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

IT WAS A STRICKEN Alex who finally breathed in disbelief, “But I can see Amber from here! I can even tell what color her hair is!” She turned toward the officers. “I couldn’t see who was over here. It never occurred to me that anyone could have seen me!”

“Lighting’s better over there,” the older policeman said.

Alex took a shaky step backward. “But…but that means…that means he saw me watching! And,” she ran a hand through her shoulder-length dark hair, “I’ve got this white streak in my hair, I’ve had it forever, no one else on campus has it, if he could see that, he…he…”

“You don’t know that he saw you at all,” the policeman said. “The way you told it, his attention was pretty much focused on the victim. He’d have had to turn and look sideways, at that building, to see you standing there. Did you see him do that at any time?”

Alex thought for a minute. No, she didn’t think he had turned. Wouldn’t she remember if he had turned and looked at her? The thought gave her chills.

“We’ll check out the party guests,” she was told, “tell them mum’s the word about what you saw. And you keep it to yourself, understand? Until we know more, I would suggest you tell no one. No one.”

Alex nodded silently.

The policemen walked her back to her dorm. On the sixth floor, she pointed out Amber’s room, and they left in search of party guests.

But first, they told her to lock her door.

She locked it with shaking hands.

There was a note from Jenny on the bathroom mirror. She had gone to the hospital, with Marty, Bennett, Gabe, and Kiki, to find out how Kyle was.

Alex went to the phone.

The nurse who answered would tell her only, “Mr. Leavitt is resting comfortably.”

Resting comfortably? What did that mean?

Well, it meant Kyle wasn’t dead. That was enough for now.

She was too tired to wait up for Jenny. Sleep…she needed sleep…

She fell into bed with her clothes on, and was asleep in minutes.

But she did not rest comfortably. Her subconscious served up a smorgasbord of horrifying images that caused Alex to thrash and moan all night long. First she saw Julie, from the back: thick, short hair shining like gold, free of bandages. Then she turned around…and she had no face. There was only an empty oval where her features should have been. It was like looking into a mirror with no glass, and Alex, in sleep, saw again the grotesque mirror the twins had wrestled over in the hospital. In her dream, she began hunting for the ugly thing, searching the hospital room, looking in the closet and in the bathroom. There was no sign of it, and no clue about where it had come from.

Then the nightmare scene changed and she was standing in the doorway of another room, a small, cold, white cubicle, with only a white table inside. A figure lay on the table, covered to its neck with a heavy black cloth.

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