A Woman Moves Into Her Childhood Home – What She Finds Terrifies Her

21. Just The Door

It was just the screen door. Someone had left it open, perhaps Marie, and the door was banging against the frame over and over. James made a mental note to remind Marie to make sure to close it when she came in.

He shut the door and turned around. Standing there, in the gloom of the kitchen, was a tall, dark figure. It looked like a woman wearing a heavy, long dress. The woman’s face was obscured by a black veil. James froze, bat in hand.