silently, watching, he crouched in the corner of the attic? ? Happily Veronica
loved this attic with its many rooms and the many corners, playing hide and
seek was brilliant. That reminded her, she had to have another party soon so
this place? There are things everywhere I can?t find anything. Mind you?
all of these boxes? we could make play houses and hide and seek, how amazing it
expression on her face. Intense, thoughtful, so flipping innocent. Why wouldn?t
she just go? ? ??And then we could
have a sleepover up here.? She sighed with content. With a jolt she came back
to earth, now what was she looking for again? Oh yes, a screwdriver, one with a
everything? WHERE IS THAT SREWDRIVER????
Her cry echoed around the attic, through all the rooms, bouncing back to
her. Frantically she started looking behind boxes scattering them everywhere
was she doing now? There was no logical reason why she should be throwing
things around. He went further back into the shadows and glared, hating the
determined little face. ? With a final
stamp of her foot she gave up and stormed out of the attic, slamming the door
behind her and switching the light off. Piles of clothes were left messily
lying around each room. Had she looked back, she would have noticed the glow of
his eyes in the corner staring at her, following her every movement. ? Peace at last
from the little brat. Quickly he darted out of his hiding place behind the
screen supporting the rafters and carefully placed the screwdriver on the
through the window. Silently he dashed back, sitting there watching, waiting? ? ?Daddy!? But
he was not home yet. She jumped as the phone let out a shrill cry. ?He..hello??
?Veronica, its daddy here. Are you ok? You?re breathing
rather heavily.? ?No, I?m fine Daddy, the phone just gave me a shock.? ?I?ll be home in about half an hour, is that ok?? ?Yes that?s fine. About that screwdriver?? ?You found it, oh thank you Ronny. You?ve no idea how
helpful it?ll be. See you soon.? ?See you..? But he was gone. Taking the portable phone with
her, she ventured back to the attic for the second time that night. ? The door opened
again and that maddening face entered. He laughed menacingly as she picked up
the screwdriver with an astonished look on her face. Putting it in her pocket
she looked around. Looking straight at him but seeing nothing. She seemed to
face. She came closer, peering into the darkness under the rafters, so close
that he could feel her breath. Suddenly she seemed to lose courage and she
charged for the door. Abruptly she looked back as she switched the light off.
to prove the latter explanation. She had always had an active imagination, all
of her teachers said so. She loved making up stories in her head and she had
her imagination was working overtime at the moment. Shaking her head, she tried
to get the image out of it, but she could still see the two glowing circles in
the attic staring at her. She ran to the sitting room and switched the
television on. Turning the volume up as loud as she dared, she began to flick through
the channels. As she looked she paused seeing a long line of cars on the
screen. ?There are long queues on the M25 following a road accident.
suffered any major injuries ?? Veronica turned pale as she recognised her dad?s
Veronica, he was able to hear quite clearly that she was alone and would be for
a while yet. The smile crept back onto his face as he moved silently to the
managed to awaken her was the ringing phone next to her ear. ?Hello?? she said quietly and groggily. ?Veronica! Oh thank goodness you?re ok!? ?What?? ?It?s Daddy here.? ?I know? with just a hint of sarcasm in her voice. ?Well, around our house there?s been?? ?What Daddy, what?? ?No, I?m not sure you should know, you?re too young.? ?Tell me!!? ?No. It would only scare you.? ?I?m sure it wouldn?t? then an inspiration came to her.
Although it scared her still, she wanted to know about what she had seen.
you didn?t see anything, that you?re just trying to scare me!? ?W?.why?? she said in an almost inaudible whisper. ?Don?t worry Honey, just stay where you are and ? Veronica?? ?Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!? Veronica?s scream was loud and clear. ?Honey? What?s wrong?? ?Ahhhhhhh!? the scream grew fainter and the phone line went
dead. ? Her father felt a
surge of panic come over him. There was only one time when he had ever come
across this phenomena? ? He had been a happy
young schoolboy when he had lived in a house much like his now. Like Veronica
he had adored his attic and had spent many happy hours playing in it with
friends. The day had been a fairly normal one, after school he had come up into
the attic with friends ready to play a first-class game of hide and seek. By
the time he had reached the attic it was already dark, being winter, and while
he was hiding one his friends had switched off the light to make the game more
in the dark, clambering around through rooms and over boxes of old clothes.
None of them had objected, that was until they saw them. As James had chased
him into the entrance room there had been a strange glowing in the corner.
Being the inquisitive young lads they were, they had crept closer to see what
on earth could be glowing in such a dark attic. It wasn?t until they were close
that the one blur had become two circles, staring at them. ??He shivered an involuntary shiver. With all
of the memories pouring back as if it were yesterday? ? He and James had
not hung around for long; within two minutes him, James and the others were
downstairs in the sitting room trying desperately to make unrelated
conversation. Trying to forget those circles. After the clock struck seven the
other boys gladly left with only James trying to convince his mother that he
could stay. Unfortunately he had been unsuccessful and had had to leave too.
The radio was on and he turned it up loud comforting himself until his parents
had uttered. With frequent pauses he had managed to explain the entire story.
His father, being the man he was, had decided that it was utter nonsense.
Luckily he had managed to convince him and half an hour later his mother and
father ventured up to the attic leaving him to try and go to sleep. When he
awoke the next morning neither his mother nor father were anywhere to be seen.
They did not return the next day or the next. When a police officer came to
turn him over to a home, he had not offered any explanations. ? With a shake of his
head, he ran for the nearest phone to telephone a taxi. ? Now that was
something to be proud of, he had actually managed to capture that meddling
child. Although she had screamed her father would not be home for a while even
though he would be driving full speed. But hadn?t his car been damaged in the
accident? How would he get home? Poor little Ronny! He laughed a hysterical
laugh as he stared at the girl?s frightened face. ? ?What are
you going to do with me?? Veronica asked, squeezing her eyes shut, not really
wanting to know the answer. Silence. ?I said, what are you going to do with
me?!!!? Cautiously she opened first one eye and then the other, yes, they were
still there. The light was off so all she could see were the two eyes glowing
staring at her. Quickly she shut them again. ?What am I going to do with you? Well if you really want to
know.. I?m going to leave you here, no one ever comes in here do they? Without
any food or water…? ?Who are you?? ?That is something that you do not need to know? came the
short reply. Veronica decided to stay quiet from now on if she wanted to live
through this. As she opened one eye a fraction she could see the eyes coming
nearer and she couldn?t help herself a scream came out long and loud. ? He was very
impressed with himself. Now the father would be home soon and that stupid brat
of a girl had been dealt with. Everything was going to plan? ? The door slammed
behind him as he ran frantically into the house. He stood in the hallway for
what seemed an eternity. He called for her louder and louder hoping that she
was fooling around, but with every call his heart sank lower and he knew that
he had to go into the attic. He stared at the stairs with his heart in his
throat, he plucked up all the courage that he could muster and began the long
climb as fast as he could. As the door loomed closer his heart rate increased
and he could feel his hands becoming sweatier. He reached for the door and
switched on the light. ?Veronica!!? he ran anxiously around very room,
?Veronica!!? With a last surge of energy he grabbed her, ?Run as fast as you
can, don?t look back!? She took a last look at her father and ran for her life.
As she neared the stairs the light switched off but she continued to run as
fast as she could. That was the last the last time she ever saw her father. ? He knew that there would be a time when the light would be
switched on too late but there was nothing he could do about that. So silently,
watching, he crouched in the corner of the attic? ?