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- Author:Alex Bell
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Isle of Skye – January 1910
“Don’t be frightened yet,” the voice says. “I’ll tell you when it’s time to be
frightened…”
I turn, looking over my shoulder, but there is nobody there and I am
alone once again at Whiteladies – that house of confused spirits and cracked
china dolls and slaughtered horses. From somewhere downstairs a
grandfather clock counts down the six hours in deep, melancholy tolls and,
like a magnetic force, my eyes are drawn with a terrible irresistibility to the
door at the end of the corridor. Nothing else exists in the entire world but
that door. It is closed but I can hear someone sobbing behind it. Sobbing,
sobbing, sobbing. On, on, on. I must help them. I must open that door. I
must do something. Now. While I still can.
I walk down the corridor, and the soot and blood mix together in swirls
of black and red – on the walls, on my skirts, on my hands and in the fine
grooves of my fingertips. The closed door looms before me, and it hides a
secret that will be the end of everything I know and love. Yet still I move
closer. I reach for the door but I can never get to it. No matter how many
steps I take, the door is always further and further away. My fingers grasp at
nothing. Grief makes the air thick and heavy, and I choke on smoke and, all
around, there is the smell of burning human hair…
Flames lick at my skin as my hand reaches for the doorknob.
“Charlotte says you shouldn’t open it,” a voice remarks, almost
conversationally.
I turn and, through the fire, see little Vanessa Redwing sitting on the
floor of the corridor with her back to me. She’s playing with her dolls’
house and I see that she’s wearing her riding habit, her dark curls drawn
into a low bun beneath her top hat. From this angle I can’t see her face but I
do see the scarlet streak of blood running slowly down her neck from her
ear. She hums as she moves her doll from one room of the house to another.
“Charlotte says don’t open the door,” she says again, not turning round.
“Why not?” I ask, my voice a croak.
“Something bad happened in that room,” she says.
“But I must know,” I say. “I have to remember.”
“Charlotte says you’ll regret it if you look,” Vanessa whispers. She turns
her head slightly and I sense she is watching me, but her face is hidden by
the netted veil attached to the stiff brim of her riding hat. “Charlotte says
there are some horrors that burn,” she says.
The fire leaps taller, crackling with spite as it devours the house around
us. The heat is almost unbearable; the smoke makes my eyes water; it hurts
to breathe.
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