Cellar Flames
The other day, about 7 p.m., my room went completely black! I assumed the electricity had gone out, so I went into the cellar alone with a torch. I have never been scared before to go down there. But there has always been that chill, as it is a cellar, but this time the chill was different. Like someone was with me! As I took my first step down, the cellar door slammed behind me nearly throwing me down the cellar and onto the somewhat warm floor. Although I wasn’t usually scared, this time I was. I had that eerie feeling down the remaining steps, but as I stepped onto the last step, I came to a halt then tripped. A gust of wind swooped past my ear, and a faint whisper said, “You will die in here, so get out!” Then the washing machine started spinning out of control! All of a sudden, a puff of smoke, and “bang!” Flames shot from the washing machine. I ran to get out of the cellar, but the door was locked. The flames seemed to spell out a word! The word said, “I will die in here. So can you.” Flames shot up, and I was trapped! It was about two days later when my husband got back from his business trip to France that the dour opened, and I managed to get away.
