Click, click, click! The sound of a controller button grew louder each time I got competitive. But the sound of rain from outside was even louder. Each raindrop sounds like tap shoes used on concrete.
I was home alone with no one but my dog Coco. While gaming I could hear a loud knock on the door. “What the.” That sounded like no knock but a bang echoing from an empty, silent room. As I caught a glimpse of Coco barking at the door I yelled out his name. “Coco!” He didn’t stop. He was shaking. His fur was standing up and he backed down. I sensed something was wrong but as soon as the knocking stopped I forgot about it.
Within 30 minutes the TV flicked onto the news. “ Hello people of Grindville watching. It is reported that you should stay at home. Lock every single door and windows. There seems to be a heavy hailstorm. Lasting about 6 hours.” The news reporter went on and on. Nothing seemed interesting before stopping at a part where the news reporter says: “Skinwalkers Have been caught. True or not you should still not open the door! I repeat do not open the door!”
This had to be a joke. My parents would tell me all sorts of stories about Grindville being the safest town known to mankind!
Soon after a while I heard a knock louder than the first knock. “Ruby!” I heard a woman. She sounded familiar “Ruby, open the door!” Although I wasn’t brave, I replied.“Coming!”
As I stood in front of the door I got a feeling. Like I’m not supposed to be doing this.
Just to be sure I peeked through the curtains. A woman. “Mum?” I was confused. She went out with my dad.
As soon as I unlocked the door she burst in. “Ruby!” My mum looked down while I was on the floor. “Mum? Where’s dad!?” “He’s still at the restaurant, don’t worry.” “Restaurant?” I was sure my mum said they went to an important family meeting. I didn’t really pay much attention but I was sure. Surprised, I said, “What are you doing back here?” “I came to make sure my daughter was ok.” She replied with a grin. “Sit down, I’ll make tea. And I have something to tell you.” My mum would never make tea if we have to talk about something. Soonly I became suspicious. She went on and on asking about family stuff. Like my birthday. “Hey, mum.” “Yes?” “This doesn’t taste like the usual tea.” “Oh, I have a usual tea order?” I was surprised. My mum would probably know her usual tea even if she had dementia most of the time.
My phone’s ringtone set off. “Wait mum, I have to answer this call.” It was my mum’s phone number. “Hmm.” I picked it up and heard a woman’s voice. My mom’s voice. “Hey Ruby? I’m almost here but we’re stuck in traffic. The hail storm is heavy so we might not be able to make it.” “Wait. Mum? Is this a prank or something?” “What?” Cars honking made it difficult to hear my mom’s voice. But I was definitely sure that was her. “Mum, I thought you were just talking to me in the lounge?” “No. Are you delusional? I’m not here yet.” As I thought about it I realised. “The news!” I must’ve let in a skinwalker. “Ruby?” That was the only thing I heard before dropping the phone and picking up my softball bat. As I slowly encountered the living room with a fast beating heart, no one was there.