Curse of Crossing
Chapter 5
Ben
As I drive away and head
back to the house there is a part of me that doesn’t want to leave Lizzy. I’ve
never had this kind of feeling for a girl before and certainly not for one I
just met. I’m sure it’s because we have just been through something really
strange, not real feelings. Okay refocus Ben! I came here to find my parents.
Hopefully the papers I found at my family’s old house will give me some clues
to where they are. Crap! I hit my hand to my head at my stupidity. Just as I
get close to the gate I realize I forgot the keys to get back in. So I turn
around in the driveway and go back to Lizzy’s mom’s office. I hope she is still
there because I have no idea where her father’s house is. Luckily it’s a short
drive back to the office where I see Lizzy walking from the office to her car.
I pull back into the spot in front of Lizzy’s car.
When I get out of the car
she smiles a beautiful smile that makes me glad I forgot the house keys. “Did
you miss me already?” She giggles and winks as she goes to the trunk of her car.
“I did and I forgot the keys
to the house.” I walk to the back of her car and stand next to her.
She holds her finger up,
runs into the office, and runs back out with the keys. “I’m so sorry. My mind
is still in the basement of that house.” She hands me the keys and our hands
touch. There is a slight shock. “Did you just feel that?” She’s looking at me
with wide eyes. Then she shrugs her shoulders, “Hmph, must have been the metal
or something.”
“No Lizzy. For the first
time in my life I am not going to be the skeptic. There is a connection between
us. I don’t know why, but I know when I drove away I really did miss you.” I
step closer to Lizzy.
She doesn’t move away. I put
my hand up to the side of her face and feel the shock again. I lean down and
softly kiss her lips. There is another shock, but one that sends chills down my
entire body. I put my other hand on the other side of her face and press
harder. Lizzy wraps her arms around my waist and we deepen the kiss. This is
getting intense. I break away for a breath. We stare into each others eyes for
a moment. Yeah, it’s time to go before I decide to never leave her. I give her
a quick kiss and practically sprint for my car. Parents first, exploring this
crazy connection with Lizzy later. After I pull out and u-turn, I slow to wave
at her before I go back to the Crossing house. She is still standing there looking
a little confused. She gives a little wave back, but no smile. Yep, I ruined it
by kissing her. It was too forward especially since we just met. I just
couldn’t resist anymore. For some reason it was kiss her now or never. Man, I
hope she was okay with that kiss. Lizzy didn’t push away. She actually pulled
me in. I’ll call her later.
When I pull into the
Crossing house driveway, the gate is open. We were so freaked out when we left,
we forgot to lock it. I wonder how my parents got in if the gate stays locked
all of them time? The old couple must have been alive when my parents were here.
Lizzy’s mom said she didn’t know anything about my parents so it couldn’t have
been her. Great! That’s another thing to add to my parent’s mysterious
disappearance.
I park beside the house, get
out, and go to the front door. When I get up to it and insert the key I feel
that chill again. Yeah, I’m a bit freaked out too, but didn’t want to look
girly in front of Lizzy. I have to push through this so I open the front door
and walk in. All of this may be getting to me, but there is still a feeling of
being at home in this big old house. I go straight to the couch and remember
that Lizzy took all of the papers with her that we found in the hidden room in
the basement. There are more papers down there, but I really don’t want to go
down by myself. I sit down on the couch, rub my face with my hands, and
contemplate what to do. When I lean back to just relax a minute I hear a
crunch. I get up and pull the seat cushion away from the couch. When I do I
notice a rolled up parchment. It looks really old so I put it on the small
wooden coffee table in front of the couch and carefully roll it out. It’s a
sketch of the house. I haven’t been through the entire house yet so I’m not
sure what or where all of the rooms are. This will help me to find my way
around. I immediately check out the cellar that’s on the sketch. It shows the
hidden room. Then on this floor I see the room I’m in, a couple of other rooms
like this one, and a kitchen. I follow the staircase upstairs on the sketch and
see about six possible bedrooms and three bathrooms. There is one room that is
larger than the rest so I’m assuming it’s the master bedroom. Some of the lines
have faded a bit so I’m really not sure about its accuracy. As I’m looking
closer in the master room I see a fireplace, but there is another room behind
the fireplace. That’s odd for the time when this house was built or maybe it
wasn’t. I know very little about the time period. If my family was into trading
that could have been built to keep some trades hidden. Okay, now I’m just
letting my imagination get away from me. I decide it’s time to take a look at
that secret room. Carefully, I roll the house sketch back up and decide it
might be wise to take it with me.
I’m glad it’s still light
out because I have no idea where all of the power switches and lamps are in
this place. Guess I better find them soon if I plan to stay here tonight. I get
to the stairs and take the first step up and it creeks as all the steps do as I
go up. When I get to the top I unroll the parchment again to see where the
master bedroom is. It’s to the left of the stairs. When I open the door and
walk in, the room is ice cold. That’s really strange since the rest of the
house is pretty warm. There is a huge, oak four poster bed in front of the
fireplace. I walk over to the fireplace and look for some hidden latch, but
don’t find one. So I push on the wall where the hidden room should be, but it
doesn’t budge. Well now, where is my twin ghost when you need him! I walk over
to the window to look at the sketch again. That’s when I notice the brick
fireplace hearth. There’s one brick missing to the right of the fireplace
opening. It’s the one right above the hearth. I look at the actual fireplace
and the brick is there. I go over and try to pull it out, but it doesn’t budge.
So I do the next logical thing and push on it. Yep that worked and now I’m
officially creeped out. The fireplace opens up in the back. There is a strange
suction sound as it opens, like it was sealed or something. I get on my knees
to look in and get a whiff of the most horrible smell I have ever smelled. I’m
not sure I want to go in there. It smells like a bunch of dead animals got
trapped in there. I stand to really think this over. Maybe I should call Lizzy
and let her know what I found. No, she’s busy with her own family papers. I’m
about to leave the room when my twin ghost comes floating into the room and goes
right through the fireplace into the secret room. Okay then, I guess I’m going
in. He led me to the secret room in the cellar where Lizzy and I found this
sketch among the other papers. Guess now is the time to start believing in
signs, and ghosts for that matter. It’s time to crawl into the dark creepy
fireplace into an unknown room. I roll the parchment back up and lay it on the
bed so it doesn’t get ruined while I’m trying to crawl in. Then, I get on my hands
and knees and crawl through. Ugh, the smell gets worse, but the air from the
bedroom is helping to air it out a little. I don’t see any light in the other
room. Now is the time I wish I had Lizzy’s handy LED light from her keychain.
I’m sure there will be something in the room. When I get through the fireplace
I know I can stand because the sketch showed it to be a larger room. I walk two
steps and ram my thighs into a table. I feel around and come across what feels
like another candelabrum like the one in the cellar. Right beside it is a box
of matches. I have to say they did keep things handy in these secret rooms. I
light the four candles. It illuminates the whole room. There are no windows. I
look to the left and see a bunch of paintings and more old parchments. Well if
this is truly my family home I will have some fun going through all of this.
Guess I was right about this being a hiding room for some so-called trades. I
start to turn around and notice this room was definitely sealed. Everything is very
well preserved including the paintings. I do almost a full circle and notice
something on the other side of the room. It’s dark on the other side so I grab
the candelabrum and start to walk over. Everything illuminates. NO! I shakily
drop to my knees. There are two skeletons sitting against the wall. It can’t
be! Tears start flowing when I look down at their hands joined together. It’s
my mother’s wedding ring. Then I look over to see my father’s wedding band and
his cell phone in the same hand. They can’t be dead. No, this is not them. I
refuse to believe this! I grab my cell, but see there is no signal in here.
It’s time to call Lizzy and get the police out here. I turn to crawl back out.
The opening is shutting.
I crawl as fast as I can,
look under to the other side, and start screaming, “I’m in here! Don’t close
it!”
No one hears me because
there is no one on the other side. The opening fully closes, reseals, and the
candles go out. I’m in the dark and will soon be just like my parents. My only
hope now is Lizzy.
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