One Stormy Night

It is a dark and cloudy night, the weather person had said we could get an evening storm. The wind is currently howling through the trees and rattling the windows of the office. It looks like they could be right.. Although the rain has not started yet, you can still smell it in the air. Checking the compound is secure one more time before deciding it would be best to stay over near the car just in case... You see I am helping my friend, they are short one security guard for this evening.The shift is eleven hours on a construction site that is only thirty minutes from home. The money I was offered will come in real handy, but that is a story for another time. As it starts to rain lightly I sit on the front passenger side seat and close the door. escort avcılar Deciding I best keep busy I started writing the shift report. Glancing outside every now and then checking that the site was still alright. I hear the rain getting heavier, it is now pouring down and I am unable to make out the two containers/offices which are only a few meters away. That is when I felt it for the first time... something brushing against the skin on the back of neck. I look into the rear view mirror attempting to see who or what is there... although not really expecting too see anything. As when I arrived approximately two hours ago the place had been locked up tight. I did not see anything so I shook my head before I started escort bahçesehir writing again. I had been writing for a few minutes when I felt some icy fingers on my shoulders, it sends cold chills down my body causing goose bumps to form all over and every muscle to shake. Turning my head to look... I see nothing... but still feel the fingers on my shoulders. Grabbing my jacket putting it on as I climb out in fear. The rain pouring down drenching me as lighting flashes overhead. I see a hooded figure off in the distance. I started running fast towards them, not taking a moment to think that I might be headed into serious trouble.As I reach them they signal to me pointing to the left. It directed us down a muddy driveway beylikdüzü escort with forest on either side. At the end of this track we arrive at an old timber cottage with candles flickering in the windows and the smell of timber burning. We step up on the veranda and I see the person who is helping me for more than a few seconds. They remove their driza-bone coat and hang it on a hook. I am surprised to see a beautiful lady with long flowing rusty red hair.Not speaking, she points to me and then the row of hooks where she placed her coat. She nods indicating I should hang mine there too. Smiling at her as I removed my coat, hanging it next to hers. She opens the door and enters. I follow glancing around the room. Seeing a bunch of cushions on the floor in front of the roaring fire. In the center of the room at the edge of the cushions there is a table that has some books/magazines, a bowl of mixed fruit and over in the corner was a record player.Watching as she walks over to the record player and turns on some music.