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

30. Gas Can

In his right back pocket was a lighter, and, in his left hand, he was holding a gas can. He looked around, bewildered, taking in the dimly lit, dusty basement covered in cobwebs. His knees and hands were black, as though he had been kneeling in the muck, and his disheveled appearance added to his disorientation.

He glanced outside, realizing the sky was already beginning to turn gray. He had been down there for hours, lost in the disturbing trance that had overtaken him. The realization struck like a bolt of lightning, and Jimmy dropped the gas can in horror.