Pausing on the wooden steps, I listen. Everything is quiet, even the washer and dryer has paused in motion. I slowly, slowly step backwards, onto the squeaky step. Eeekk… The sound drifts through the basement, disturbing the peace made. I listen further.
“Help, me. I’m so very cold.”
I dash down the steps and hand on the railing, spin. I see her. A tiny, white girl floats in the air in front of me. Spectral light flares from her, and my energy is sapped. The girl flings her arms toward me, and I disappear in an endless world of light.