Chapter Three : Old Lady

They all just stood there frozen, paralyzed in shock. They would've expected anyone but not this face. *** All four of them stood there. As if their feet were glued to the floor. None of them dared to move or break the eye contact. From the intensity of voices that were coming from the house last night, they thought the old lady living in there was dead. They concluded this because those noises were deafening and deadly. A person would only shout at such a high pitch only when they are afraid or if they were going to face death. "You little annoying brats stop peaking in my house at night or else I'll scoop your eyes out of those sockets." The old lady hissed. "Uhm... Ma'am, we were seriously not doing anything of such kind, we just got a bit concerned because of the voices that came from your house." Beverly said out of concern. "You don't have to be concern about me. I've lived 75 years of my life and last 30 years on my own. And I'll manage rest of the remaining years of my life, myself." The lady spoke loudly. "Okay, Ma'am I replied back very politely but now I think you need to leave, but since I'm guessing that you're planning on staying here for a while, so let me call up the police and file a complaint of you harassing 5 innocent children." Beverly retorted. Her pitch higher than she thought. "I'll leave! Since you swines have nothing good to offer me. You all can go and rot in hell." The lady said, turning around and spitting on Turner's doorstep. Thomas asked everyone to go back to the table as he slammed the door shut taking out all the rage inside of him. Beverly was scared. Instead of returning to the table like everyone else she stormed off to her room. She shut the bedroom door behind her and locked it from the inside. Everyone, out of tension, ran towards her room but before they could reach she had closed her door. They all banged on her door. Asking her to come out. Beverly was well known for her breakdowns. Because, when she had one, she would destroy anything and everything in her way. She would transform into the Green Avenger. She would become the destroyer. "Sister, come out. You're doing no good trapping yourself with your inner demons again." Patrick called out from the outside. "Bev? Come out, honey. She is just an old lady and you're scared of her for nothing. If you want we can call your Parents or Police or whoever you want us to call." Mary said. "Will you all give me a minute with myself. That demon just came up till our doorstep and she terrified us. I deserve this." Beverly shouted from the inside. Everyone just gave up and walked back down. A few minutes later, Beverly joined them. Her eyes puffed and red from crying. She sat beside Thomas. Everyone was watching a comedy movie to just lighten the mood and the atmosphere. Few minutes into the movie and the doorbell rang again. They all were frightened and much more scared this time. They didn't want to face that satanic lady again. This time everyone equipped themselves with proper knives. Five of them, walked slowly and cautiously towards the door this time properly equipped and mentally ready.