Beware
the Dybbuk
By
Robin Renee Ray
Part
Eight
Cindy woke and
panic set in. She tried with all of her might to pull her hands free from the
restraints behind her back. As soon as she moaned she felt one of Harold’s feet
slam into her back. She screamed through the gag and rolled to her side trying
to see who had kicked her. Once she saw the way Harold looked she began to
struggle even more.
Harold grabbed a hand full of hair and
lifted her from the floor until his face was just inches from hers. “I suggest
you stop, or I will beat you to death right now.” Then he backhanded Cindy so
hard that she hit the floor with an enormous force, leaving her hair in
Harold’s hand. He put it to his nose and took a deep breath then let the
strands fall down over her face. “Do we have an understanding?”
All that Cindy could do was nod as she
rolled to her side to keep from choking on the blood that was coming from her
nose. She closed her eyes tight when he stepped over her and leaned down. She
was whimpering when he caressed her arm, praying he wouldn’t hit her again. “I
have to go take care of your older brother now, but I will be back.” Cindy’s
eyes flew open and she started shaking her head as she tried to speak through
the gag.
“Do you wish to tell me something?” he
asked and Cindy nodded several times.
“If I remove the tape do you promise
not to scream, because if you do, I will hurt you.”
She nodded and he pulled the tape off.
Cindy held the yell the threatened to unleash from the pain back, as the tape
tore from her flesh. “I’ll do whatever you want just please don’t hurt my
family.”
“You should have never come here. I
was the one who took care of the Lady Bernstein and I am the one who should
gain all she had. Not you or your crippled father.”
“We didn’t know, there wasn’t a will
that said she left this to you or we would have never come here, I swear.”
“You would say anything right now,
wouldn’t you?”
“No, please I swear we didn’t know.”
Harold turned his head as if he was
listening to things that Cindy couldn’t hear. “Yes, you’re right, but…” His
body fell back and a new slash appeared on the side of his neck. Without
speaking he grabbed the tape and lifted Cindy’s head by her hair as she begged
him not to hurt her. He wrapped the tape
around her head instead of tearing a piece off. “You try and talk to me again
and I will cut your tongue out.” Then he dropped her and walked out.
Harold made it up to the first floor,
falling into the gray walls of the passageway. He was beginning to feel the
effects of the blood loss and knew if the being that came from the box kept
hurting him, he would die and everything he was trying to do would be in vain.
His thoughts went from killing the kid, to killing the thing that was
controlling him, only he couldn’t harm what he couldn’t touch. Seconds after
the thought of the being had entered his mind he was slammed into the wall and
lifted to the ceiling. His body hung in
midair with his head painfully angled against the wood slats that made up the
passage’s ceiling.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” His
body dropped like a rock.
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All
three stood by the fireplace and backed away from the area of the sounds. It
was Mike who walked over and placed his ear to the wall, listening for the
sound they heard just seconds before. He looked back at Gabby and Sam and
motioned with his hand for them to come closer, but then put a finger to his
lips. He pointed at the wall and nodded, “Something is back there,” he
whispered, putting his head back up to the wall.
“Like a person?” Sam asked a little
too loud and got a bad look from his brother. “Sorry, but do you think it’s
human or a ghost?” he spoke low as he moved closer to the wall.
“Shut up, Sam,” Gabby said in a low
voice, grabbing Sam by the arm and pulling him back.
Gabby got close to Mike and also
leaned onto the wall and heard the sound of shuffling feet. Her eyes grew
larger at the fact that something or someone was in the space between the
walls. She mouthed the words, ‘a person’
and Mike shrugged his shoulders. Gabby stepped back and waved for Mike to come
with her. Once they were back by the fireplace she asked, “Do you think it’s
that creepy butler?”
“It sounded too big to be rats, so
yeah. I think there has to be some kind of secret passage between the walls and
that would explain how Cindy disappeared so fast. Sam, start feeling around the
wall and see if you can find a latch or something that might be a door. Gabby,
you gather a few candles in case the batteries go out on the flash light. I’m
going to the kitchen and get a few of those butcher knives.”
“What’s wrong with these daggers?” Sam
asked, pulling his from his back pocket.
“I think they’re just decoration and I
want to make sure that we have something that will work when and if we need
them.”
“No way, Mike, you can’t go alone and
you can’t leave us in here. We all go or nothing,” Gabby said then added. “What
if this guy is really strong and takes you.”
Mike looked up at Gabby as if a light
switch had gone off in his mind. “That’s it.”
“What’s it?” Gabby frowned.
“That’s how we find Cindy. I can hide
a weapon and then go alone and let the freak grab me. He will take me to where
he has Cindy.”
“You’re talking crazy, Mike. What if
it’s not that man? What if it is the Dybbuk?” Sam asked as he hugged himself.
“Gabby’s right, we have to stick together.”
“I know you’re scared Sam, but it may
be the only way to find her. I can take that old man then bring her back and
then we will get the hell out of here. And if it’s not Grey that’s doing this,
then I will take on whatever is.”
“You can’t hurt the Dybbuk with a
knife.”
“He may be right Sam, and there is no
such thing as a ghost or that stupid story that dad told you,” Gabby looked at
Mike. “You be careful and if nothing happens when you go down that hall then
you get those knives and hurry back.”
“I will, and if I don’t come back you
and Sam stay close to this fireplace and stay together. I have to say this, if
Cindy and I aren’t back before the sun comes up, when it does, you and Sam try
to get out.” He put his finger to his mouth again then spoke louder. “I’m going
to go to the kitchen and look for a few weapons, you two keep these daggers and
stay put, I will be right back.” Then he winked.
Without waiting for a reply, Mike
stepped out into the foyer and then headed down the hall. He looked back once
and saw Gabby and Sam looking around the corner. He smiled then continued down
the hall and disappeared into the kitchen.
To be continued…
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