By AnnLeigh Clair McGregor Date: 19 November 2000
Outside The Room
© AnnLeigh Clair McGregor November 2000
.... she backed into the hallway from the room. What was it she meant to go get? Or, maybe it was just that she needed to get out of the room. Something felt cool, damp, clingy ... ahhh, the overactive imagination since she was spending so much time alone.
Then she felt it, or thought she did. There was that slight butt to her toes. Then the feeling of a damp breath nearby. She felt light touches. No, that was just imagination again. No ... something almost damp. No, a cool breeze passing close to her fingers. Then the sensation of something sniffing and then exhaling ... damp. She pulled her fingers into fists and backed up slightly. These old houses had drafts everywhere.
Then she felt ... this time she felt the cool, damp touch just bp