Third Floor Hallway ✗ Nov 1 ✗ 12:15 AM
Teryn had made her way up to the third floor. She had wandered up there after she and Jordan agreed to split up. They said they’d meet up in an hour or so and share what they’d found. In reality, she was just looking forward to some time to herself. Her interaction earlier with the Entity still roaming around the house was in the back of her mind but she tried not to let it stop her from looking around. She had just left the nursery when the lights went out. Her heart stopped and her stomach dropped.
“No,” She whispered quietly to herself. In fear of seeing something in the darkness, she shut her eyes as tightly as she could. One would think that she’d want the chance to see any kind of paranormal phenomenon that might reveal itself while the lights were out, but she was less worried about recording and reporting her findings than she was staying alive at this point, “Hello?” She called out, waiting a moment to see if the Entity would reply to her. It could have just been the third floor lights it cut out, wanting to mess with her again.
She could have started crying when she heard the slamming of the main doors, muffled from downstairs but still loud enough to be heard on the third floor. Teryn felt regret filling her stomach. She should have warned someone about the Entity. She should have at least tried. Maybe Jordan wouldn’t have believed her, but he’d been interested enough in the house’s history that maybe the bruises it left on her leg would have convinced him. Either way, it was too late for that now.
The lights switched back on and she wanted to run, but she couldn’t seem to pick her feet up off the ground. Her fear had immobilized her. Her face was pale and she had to lean against one of the walls to steady herself. For a minute, she thought she might actually vomit. It took her a minute before she could contain the sickness in her stomach and could call out again.
“Hello?” Her voice was louder but shakier now, “Is anyone up here?" She needed to get downstairs. Being up here alone wasn’t safe and she knew that. “Jordan?” She clenched her jaw. He'd been on the second floor with her. Maybe he’d had the same idea she did and he’d come up here as well.
“Did you do this? It has to be you.. Please,” She pleased, “Don’t do this,” She whispered at a volume she knew the Entity would be able to hear, even if no one else could. There was no way of knowing what exactly ‘this’ would be, but it couldn’t be good.