INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

I waited a few seconds and peered into the darkness of the stairs. There was nothing but music coming from the basement. I walked down 1the stairs, terrified. I was afraid to look behind me for several minutes. I could feel it in the air. 2
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I waited a few seconds and peered into the darkness of the stairs. There was nothing but music coming from the basement. I walked down 1the stairs, terrified. I was afraid to look behind me for several minutes. I could feel it in the air. 2 I discovered the source of the music: my late grandfather's piano. A vaudeville tune echoed throughout the musty basement. 3 Invisible hands danced across the keys, and gooseflesh rose on my arms. A realization struck me: this was not a player piano. 4I was not sure. I turned to the stairs and climbed down them. As I neared the bottom, I saw my grandfather smile in an 5attempt to say “play, play music.” 6 I sat down next to my grandfather, like I did when I was a boy. I looked at his face - something was forcing its way out of his mouth. 7 I looked down, focusing on the ivory keys instead. I played along with the tune, and my grandfather continued to gag. 8I was too scared to move as the music seemed to be going off. I turned to my grandfather, and he looked at me, and I noticed 9that he was smiling. I pulled away from him and rubbed my head. “Where is my grandfather?” I asked, my eyes narrowed and his eyes 10burning into mine. 11 "Ah, we got a clever one here..." - said the thing wearing my grandfather's face like a carnival mask. Its smile turned into a rictus too12 wide for any human face. The skin couldn't quite follow the movement of the flesh beneath, which I could swear was bone white, occasionally13 writhing and squirming. "Don't worry, little one!" - it continued - "You'll see him soon enough!" 14I swear to you, he was - because I hadn't seen this creature and - he was so close. I ran to the back door - flinging it shut 15and locking it. Silence. 16 He never seemed to know what he was looking for 17- and I knew the end was my only chance. He had no power over me. I began to scream, yelling, and hitting, to see if he was 18still in there - or whether he was going to do anything to my family 19 I opened the door to see if he is still there and I was happy to see that no one was behind the door.20 But I was dumbstruck to see that he was standing right behind me holding a shovel. 21I could see the smoke in his eyes,and he was looking at me with the creepiest smile I have ever seen.I screamed and ran 22 I ran and ran and eventually I was cornered . I didn't know what to do. I could see myself dying at that moment 23

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