The Following was Written for the Sunday Photo Fiction – Feb. 11, 2018 Challenge prompt below:
Mrs. Hudson looked ill when Tina arrived to babysit. She had a dark smudge of something on her hand, across one cheek.
“You don’t look well,” Tina told her.
Mrs. Hudson’s eyes ticked towards the hallway, and the door at the end of it.
“Addie’s been….ill. I gave her something. Just, leave her be unless she calls you. I don’t think she’ll need you.”
Then Mrs. Hudson was gone, and Addie had been silent the whole time.
Tina walked softly down the hall. A fire extinguisher by the girls door was strange. The smell of smoke stranger still.
“Addie? Angel, are you okay?”
The smell of burning was almost overwhelming inside the room, but there were no flames. The room was dark, the strangest thing yet. Addie was afraid of the dark, she always had a night light on.
“Addie, are you awake honey? You okay?”
Blue lights flashed from nowhere, lit the room with a teasing strobe.
There, finally, was Addie. Crumpled on the floor in the center of her room was a tiny wasted, blackened mummy crumpled in the center of a scorched circle.
Tina’s scream was drowned out as a siren whooped in the night.
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