Hey day dreamer, where do you want to sleep?

I looked up, slightly disconcerted. Once again I had managed to block out everything and everyone and disappear into my own thoughts. I hadn’t realised I had been gone for quite so long. Bette and Tina seemed to have been replaced by Albert who had greeted us earlier on in the evening. Still looking smart and finely pressed, he regarded us with a warm smile. Motioning with his head for us to follow.

Millie took my hand and pulled me away from my whimsical state of mind I had fallen into. As I was practically dragged out of the room I took one last look around to see only one other person remained. Well no one had been polite enough to say good bye to me, that was nice. I would have to make my dad feel particularly bad for that in the morning.

Albert led the way down a dark and dingy corridor to a flight of spiral stairs. The dark oak and antique portraits of people who had inhabited the house in the past definitely added to the feeling of unease as we ventured up the dark and foreboding stairs.
I held onto Millies hand tightly, my eyes darting behind me every now and then in a desperate way to shake off the undoubtable feeling of being watching by some one, or something.

Hey Trix, what does this remind you of? Millie asked as we passed a stained glass window which seemed to hold a rather morbid and abstract design. I looked away, getting chills up my back.

I dunno, please feel free to tell me and scare me shitless baby. I whispered as we reached the top of the stair case.

Have you seen that film House on Haunted Hill?

I closed my eyes for a minute, pushing away all memory of that film which I had indeed watched and enjoyed greatly several times. But it was memories like that which I really did not need to be reminded of their existence within my mind.

At the top of the stairs we stood before another long, dark corridor. The small confines of the strategically placed walls only seemed to be accentuated in lack of size by the deep purple, velvet wall paper. I couldn’t help but let my anxiety grow, there was just something not quite right about this place. Maybe it was just how the lights in the wall only seemed to provide a dim glow about them, just enough to navigate but little enough to allow the shadows to grow into shapes and silhouettes that only played with the mind and tormented the sensitive senses. Or maybe it was the way the aged wood groaned and creaked in protest of such a long time standing, creating the odd, misleading noise to flicker the hairs on the back of the neck upright and the heart to skip a beat.

We waited patiently as Albert sorted through a large chain of keys for the one to our bedroom. Silently dreading the imminent decent down the corridor of shadows and apprehension.

Of course I had forgotten that I was standing next to possibly the biggest distraction I could hope for.

I hope you two don’t mind being the only ones of this floor? Albert asked as he singled out a key and led the way to our room.

Millie glanced as me with a smile, pulling me close.

I think well be just fine thank you Al. she said, quickly giving my neck a nip as she finished off the sentence.

Here we are, this is the second largest room in the house. Albert said, opening the door for us.

Youll find towels and some clothes to sleep in, in the draws. And um… don’t take any notice of the noises, we seem to have some rather rude residents here but I promise you they are harmless and will go away if ignored.

He gave us a smile and a nod, then left us standing there staring at the spot he had just been in. We turned to one another, Millie had a doubtful look in her eye and smiled instead of freaking out and pulled me into the room.

I made a very wise decision right there and then to forget about where we were and exactly what Albert had said, and to simply enjoy being with Millie and all the wonderful things which I knew all too well that her body could provoke.