The Short Story- Part 4
I walk out of my room and progress to the basement with the noises continuing along with a soft banging at the basement door. These daunting noises make me think if there is someone in the basement and I rush to the garage to get a baseball bat along with a torchlight to defend myself. Just as I commence my return, the power goes off, so I continue walking towards the basement with the torchlight on.
As I reach the basement entrance, I find that the door is wide open and the lock is shattered on the floor. I hold the baseball bat firmly and move slowly into the basement onto the steps. As soon as I step inside, I sense a rotting smell in the air which makes me nauseous. “Ahh..what died in here”, I say, as I cover my nose. I shine the torchlight across and check if there’s anyone in the room excluding me.
Walking slowly, with my hands held onto the walls of the room, I explore further and that’s when the torchlight goes off. “Aha!! What a perfect time for this bloody light to malfunction”, I exclaim in a sarcastic tone. After a couple of tries, the light finally comes back on and as I shine it on the wall infront, I see a sight that will haunt me for the rest of my life....