Chapter 61: The Witch Has Come

“What is that noise?” I whisper to Arabella before climbing out of bed.

It is 3 in the morning and everything else is quiet except for a scratching sound in the wall. Hearing it again, we glance at each other as I walk over to the wall to investigate further. When it stops suddenly, I stand still in hopes of finding what is causing it.

The minute it starts again, I rush towards the wall and then thump on it to scare whatever is inside. Then I hear it, the soft scurrying of little feet. “Shit!” I exclaim when I see the mouse run across the floor just below me.

Now we must get a mouse trap and see if we can catch it. If we are lucky, it won’t take long, and I don’t have to lie in bed another night with that awful scratching. It is times like these that I really wish I didn’t have inhuman hearing, because every scratch or scurry of little feet, sends chills up and down my spine in the middle of the night.