Aubrey Winter

Just a total nerd

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Pt. 2

El took a quick pause in her thinking to look up and notice that the time was passed her leaving time and she was now going to be exactly 3 minutes late for work, which was not good considering that it was the first Monday of a new month, so there would be a lot to do. She forced out a deep breath before looking towards the front door. The weather outside was dark and had yet to adjust to the change from night to day, but what caught her attention was not the mystique the dark light brought with it and nor was it the question running through all people in that lobby: “Will there be rain today?”. No, it was the old lady standing just outside the small door made from a cheaper oak-like material. She was looking through the top window of the three rectangular windows, stacked on top of each other; on Mother Nature’s good days, bring in some light from the street and into the beige-nude strict lobby.

The lady standing in the window looked right at Elinor, with a look that was so hard to describe, it was so difficult to even put a finger on the way she looked directly at El. The look gave her the same chill through every nerve in her body as the singing had moments earlier. She knew instantly that this lady, this lady’s gaze, and that disturbing plum-painted smile on the two lines which she could barely call lips, was the source of the singing she had heard from upstairs. The woman raised her right hand, her crooked index finger started to move over to her left side along with the rest of her hand, it started to point at the watch in the lobby in a shaky movement. She then raised her left arm and let it rest at the same height as her rib cage. With her left knuckle clenched as hard as she could, she moved her right index finger down to the wrist on the left arm and started to tap the wrist lightly while, not a single time, break the awful smile on her face. The lady all of a sudden started to laugh, revealing her foul yellow teeth with black and brown dirt between them and before disappearing in one vile movement, she mouthed the words ”Time is ticking.” at Elinor. 

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Pt.1

Elinor knew that the drowsiness clouding her whole body would not leave for another couple of hours, maybe not even until the morning of the next day arrived. After all, it was Monday and El’s weekend of being sick in bed had really taken a toll on both her mind and body. She was still coughing and she still got occasional sneeze attacks but her fever had made its final appearance the noon of Sunday and now she felt somewhat ready to work. Out in the stairwell of the small apartment complex (which she could barely afford to call home) the fawn coloured and humorless brick walls looked even duller now that she had not laid her eyes upon them since last Friday afternoon when she got home from work far too late and feeling far too sick to even recognize that they had re-painted the walls. El turned around in a sleepy slow-motioned move and faced the big metallic box which, by the press of two buttons would transport her from the empty top floor, down to the stressful bottom floor. She knew that ones she got down there she would have no way to return to the friendly safety from her own apartment, from the sky blue walls and the always a bit chilly floors. But more importantly, the elevator El was about to step into would force her away from her king-sized bed and to the reality of her boring office job. The bed with silver grey bedsheets who were always ready to wrap themselves around her, take her away from the chilliness of the stone floors and allow her to escape from that creepy singing she was now listening to. Wait, what? El was pulled back out from her day-dream as she was now standing by the elevator, her index- and long-finger both only a few inches from the big button that read “DOWN” on the untrustworthy metallic box. She allowed her fingers and hand to return to its position on the side of her hip. She was unable to locate where the singing came from but as El realized it sounded as if it was coming closer she received the understanding it must come from the elevator and thus El made a quick judgment that taking the stairs would be better. Why this singing creeped her out so much she could not understand, but the fact that it had her running down the stairs with goosebumps and a horribly rapid chill tracing up and down her spine made her care less about the reason why and more about getting the heck away from there or at least to the safety of a crowded area. As El made it to the bottom of the stairwell, which had felt like 20 stories high when in reality it was just 4 stories, she had never been as happy to see people as in that moment. It was as if any trace of social anxiety had vanished in a few seconds.

Now that safety had granted her permission inside of it’s soft and calming arms, El started to consider the situation she had just faced. Why had that humming scared her so much? Who was it? Mrs. Norris on the 2nd floor was not even home, she was in Chicago visiting her son and his family and as far as El was concerned, Mrs. Norris was the only old lady in the whole apartment complex. And El was sure of one thing, that humming had been coming from an old lady. 

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