Chapter 21: Blue, Old, New (4)
As I walked down the hallway, I felt a cold, eerie presence approaching. It wasn’t my imagination! I could hear footsteps—the muffled sound of the carpet being pressed down. I sat frozen in my chair, the pen still in my hand.
The sensation drew nearer to the door, and then I heard the doorknob being turned. Good thing I locked it, or it would have come in. Holding my breath, I stared at the jiggling doorknob, praying fervently for Liam Moore to return.
Click.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
The sound repeated, followed by incessant knocking.
Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock.
Then, silence.
Was it gone? Just as I thought that, the doorknob to the door connecting to Liam Moore’s room began to turn violently.
‘What the hell is this?’