The following day, Goldberg arrives early to class before his lecture starts. His eyes land on Gold’s table immediately and he feels instantly drawn to it. Goldberg walks slowly past the row of chairs, admiring Gold’s face for a few moments before sitting down next to him. Before leaving his apartment the previous day, Goldberg had decided that he couldn’t sleep anymore – too nervous about meeting his mother and about what she was going to do once she learns about the conversation he had had with her the night before. So, he decides that he should sit in the room and wait until he’s certain that his mom is nowhere near before walking back to his flat, just to be on the safe side. Now, he feels a little bit relieved that everything turned out alright – although, of course, there’s always the possibility that his mother wouldn’t react well to the news and will end up calling the police. However, he tries not to dwell on the negative thoughts anymore – he’s already been through hell yest
As soon as Rachel closes her eyes, the first image she sees is Mr. Gold sitting on her bedroom floor, holding her hand while they watch Romeo & Juliet together. Rachel feels her heart melt at the memory and her thoughts drift back to when she was younger; he held her hand during every performance he was giving. He always asked her if he should change his pose during a particular scene just to match her response of yes or no depending on what emotion she had experienced during the previous act. He often joked about how it was better if he could see her face during those moments because her expression was so expressive. Sometimes, he teased her because he knew that she would blurt out an immediate “no” every single time. However, after he saw the way her lips curved up as if she wanted to smile, he decided to tease her more. Even though he was just teasing her, Rachel was thankful because he reminded her of his presence and she couldn’t deny that she enjoyed the closeness they shared.
and says softly and carefully “No. We’re not dating, Dad. That’s quite unnecessary. I already told you yesterday. And besides, you’re wrong when you say that we’re not together – we’re married, remember?”David has decided to ignore all other topics at the same time; his priority is to get through his father’s questions without giving away too much information. He has noticed that his father is growing restless; the constant tapping of his fingers against the table as he sits there with his eyes fixed on them, the impatient fidgeting in his leg which he does every couple of seconds and the way that his body always seems to tense whenever he is about to ask something unpleasant. He also notices how his father’s expression changes when he thinks they aren’t looking at him. His facial expressions never change though, even after he’s made his displeasure known. This causes him to think that maybe he isn’t angry or upset, but rather just confused. And that scares him. Even if he’s not upse
Maybe she wasn’t new though. David had been hearing a lot of rumors and theories about her, although none of them sounded as outlandish as the one his father had told him the other night. He doesn’t remember which ones had come about. However, he knows for sure that they weren’t true, as the girl was smiling at him and he remembered her smiling face. That smile had made him feel a bit better. A little less worried. A little less scared. He’d seen her smile the same way at some of his friends when they had tried to talk to him and, once again, David wondered if he should have been a bit stricter with his father, even if he was right about everything he had said, and had just been too scared to say anything to him. He doesn’t remember seeing that same smile at her when he had talked to her before either. Although considering how she had responded to his request that she stay with him at home for a little while, it’s possible that he was just seeing what he wants to see and that his imag
Goldberg stands directly at the old rusty gate while breathing naturally but trying to suppress the fear inside of him, the smell of rotting bodies, blood, and burnt flesh, makes him feel uncomfortable, he feels like vomiting.When he finally manages to breathe properly after a few minutes he takes his keys out and unlocks the rusty gate. As he opens it, he felt a gush of wind hit him on his body as the gate locks back by itself. After he hears a won't shriek coming from within the building sending fear into his body. He cautiously walked past the gate without thinking twice as he starts walking deeper into the old mansion. At first, the old mansion had a lot of windows, but the glass has been broken and the doors were closed, some of them are missing and others even have holes in them where they have been smashed with blunt objects.As he walks further, he noticed a small door in the back of the room. He walks over to it and looks inside before closing it quietly behind him, he fin
Sean starts to walk down the empty street with countless thoughts crossing through his mind. The only sound that kept distracting him where his boot crushing the leaves below his foot. “Why is no goddamn person, want to speak to me about what happened that night?“ he growled while kicking his foot against the air to vent his inner race. Suddenly he stopped noticing a child standing 6 feet away from him, he could see fear in the child's eyes. Sean stopped in his position while focusing on the child. “Hey,” upon speaking, the little child got frightened by him while running off. “What's wrong?” he asked before chasing after the child. Breathing heavily as he kept wondering how fast a little child like that moved. Upon getting to a corner he noticed he has lost his way. “Great, now I lost the child and also I'm lost myself” He groans gently before kicking a nearby street pole, the sound echoing through the deserted street filled with evening mist. “I hope Goldberg fi
The nurse goes back to the ward looking at the strange little girl who kept looking at her with fear installed on her face. “Come here you demon!” she says while removing a rope and trying down the little girl. “Let me go” the girl struggles to get herself free from her stronghold.The nurse grabs the little girl’s hair before placing both of her hands around the girl's neck, the girl’s eyes turn black, and she began breathing in rapid gasps trying her best to breathe normally. She stops struggling after 30 seconds and just lies there.The nurse drops her hands releasing the little girl from her grip who sits up. “Are you better?” the nurse asksThe little girl looks at the nurse with pure disgust in her eyes.“No. Get away from me” she yells at the nurse before quickly grabbing the blanket she was lying on and covering her body.Suddenly the child clenched her teeth on her hand forcing the nurse to yell as the pain stretches on her hand. “You little witch” she slaps the littl
Meanwhile, inside the hospital, the little girl hid beside a cabinet as she heard footsteps coming through the hallway. “Where are you, come out you possessed lite thing!” she heard the nurse yell out while searching the floor for her.The little girl held her breath fearing the nurse would see her sitting by the cabinet in the darkness. She didn't know how long she can last in this situation. Her arms began trembling uncontrollably as the nurse continued moving closer and closer to her hiding spot.Finally, when she was inches away from the little girl, she quickly crawled into the room which had a mortuary label on the entrance. The sound of the closing door attracted the nurse who nodded before walking off. Once the nurse is gone the little girl crawls out from underneath the cabinet and approaches the doorway of the mortuary. “I got you!” a hand gripped the little girl’s ankle.The little girl screams in fear and tries to pull away. However, the hand tightened around her leg a