The Figure In My Bed

Chapter 10 Housekeeper

The biting cold air made my eyes open, waking up from sleep. Glancing at the wall clock whose hands show at 3 am.

It's still early enough if I have to go to the bathroom right now. Maybe half an hour later I'll get out of bed and clean up before the other kids get up and line up in the bathroom.

My eyes still felt heavy, but it was hard to fall back asleep. My body is cold because I don't wear a blanket.

I chose to stay idle in bed while waiting for the time to roll. It seems like Sabina is still sleeping down there, I dare not go down for fear of disturbing her sleep.

At half-four, I'll take her to the bathroom. Let us take a shower later.

The cold seemed to be piercing the skin, penetrating into the bone until I tightened my arms.

The clock needle seemed reluctant to move, from just now just stay there, even though the sound of the second sounded loud in this quiet state.

Krieeets

My body gasped as I felt a slight movement on this multi-story bed. Afraid of an earthquake, I decided to go down. Fearing that this bed had collapsed and I could fall from a high enough place.

Slowly these feet began to climb the wooden stairs that connected the top bed with the bottom. I walked carefully so as not to make a sound. I think Sabina is still sleeping and does not feel the movement on this bed so deep sleep.

Eyelids widened in shock when they did not find Sabina in the lower bed. Where's she?

I spread my gaze around and ended up staring back at the empty bed in front of me that still looked neat. Is Sabina not sleeping here?

"Maybe he's back in Arsy's room, that's it." I threw my body weight on the edge of the bed.

The silent atmosphere was still accompanying me, making me feel uneasy, let alone the sudden feeling of fear just slipped in my chest. The heart pumps move faster.

Krieeets

Slowly this bed moves by itself. Both hands clasped tightly onto the edge of the wooden bed where I was sitting at the moment, I did not dare to move in the slightest. Just eyeballs glancing around and over swept each side enveloped in a gripping silent atmosphere.

Something's holding my leg down there. My eyes grimaced with fear, but curiosity pushed my neck down. This mind and neck are really not synchronous, when the mind asks to remain still but this neck is even reflexes looking down at something that is now clutching the ankle.

The rough texture of the skin touched my feet, even freezing cold as ice.

The hand suddenly disappeared just like that, as I lowered my head down. There's nothing in there, but I'm sure there was a hand that touched this ankle.

Breathing began to hunt, the heart was pounding, this face felt tingling with the crashing nape. The two hands resting on the side of the bed slowly shifted backwards, as I slowly lifted these legs away from the floor.

After successfully raising his feet on the bed, it began to feel a little relieved. I threw out a breath that had been restrained earlier. But my back hit something. It was as if there was the body of someone lying behind me. Is that Sabina?

Nay! I don't think Sabina could be in the back, because obviously I just saw she wasn't here. The bed was empty and I was the only one sitting on it. Who is now behind me?

My face began to tense, I just felt relieved, now it was again faced with something strange again.

Next to my hand I felt touching something. Like a long strand of hair from someone lying behind me.

With a little courage I tried to look back slowly. And what do I see next back there? Blank ... There was no one there but white bolsters.

"Yourf!" I took a long breath back. I cursed myself, could-can parno like this, until bolting even I think ghost.

Half an hour passed with tension and fear. I decided to take a shower immediately. Hopefully after bathing my mind will start to refresh and not bother about the oddities that I have recently experienced in this dorm. I think the room I occupy has a occupant. Yes, because since living here I have experienced various strange events that are beyond reason, even though I have never experienced strange things like this before.

The morning air was cool plus the warmth of the sun when I opened the window. I feel like this is more comfortable than ever. This window is rarely opened until the air in the room feels stuffy.

Before leaving for class, I chose to stay silent for a moment to see the scenery out there through the window of the room that I just opened this time. The key slot has rusted until it is quite difficult to open. But now I managed to open this window, until fresh air came in and replaced the dirty air in this room.

It turned out that my expectations were too high because I expected to see the beautiful scenery of the dorm yard out there. The window facing directly to the main courtyard of the dormitory, in fact only presents a view that seems haunted. The trees narrowed my visibility.

But wait! Someone seemed to be watching me from down there. The old man, the housekeeper. Why is he looking at me like that?