Unexhumed

Casey wakes and opens her eyes wide in bed and notices nothing. It was a nightmare. Casey is breathing hard and looking around the room. She is being held down by something and she looks at an arm around her. Luke is snoring and his sleep drool is on her shoulder dripping down. Casey makes a disgusted look. “Oh gross.” Casey moves Luke’s arm off her shoulders and she sits up in bed. She calms down from the nightmare and she looks at the closet and the door is shut. In the room nothing is moving except Luke who is asleep and rolling over to his side of the bed getting comfortable and begins to snore once more. Casey’s breathing slows down. “I hate spiders!” She slaps Luke with a pillow as if his heavy arm and drool was the cause of the nightmare. Luke however does not wake, he remains asleep. She reaches for a tissue box and uses a tissue to wipe off the drool from Luke on her shoulder. Casey throws the tissue into a small trash can and sits still in bed looking around the room once more before she lies back down. She coughs and sits up as if she has a dry throat. She takes another sip of the glass of water and sets it back down on the nightstand. She clears her throat and does it a second time. Casey reaches over for the glass of water and begins to drink it. She clears her throat again and again and begins to cough. Casey begins to have a coughing fit and gets up coughing more as she makes her way to the bathroom. Suddenly Casey runs for the sink in the bathroom and begins to cough like she is choking into the sink. Casey looks back at Luke in the bed fast asleep. Her eyes get big and she makes a face because he does not hear her and will not wake up from the sounds of her coughs. Casey tries to yell to Luke but she cannot. Something in her throat will not allow her to. She stops for a second and looks in the mirror and sees blood on her lips, but before she can really investigate, she begins coughing more and more till she almost vomits. She can see blood that she is spitting up and when she clears the obstruction out of her throat, she can see that it is a double edge razor blade that fell into the sink. She looks at it puzzled as how it got into her throat, but before she can look at it closely, she begins to cough more. Casey tries to brace herself on the sink and all of a sudden she is vomiting blood and many razor blades into the sink as she tries to gasp for her breathe. Casey begins to panic more and the look on her face is of fear and death. She gets one last look in the mirror before passing out and in a flash; she is standing there looking at herself in the mirror with no blood and no razors coming out of her mouth. Casey takes a deep breath and looks in the sink to see nothing. It was all an illusion. However as she composes her thoughts and her breathing slows to a normal pace, Casey notices movement in the mirror. Casey tilts her head slowly to see dead rotting fingers moving on the doorframe behind her. Suddenly she notices a dead skull of a man peering at her from within the doorway. Just as she is about to scream, the mirror shatters into many pieces like a safety glass car window. The glass sprays her and she jumps back from the exploding glass. Casey realizes that her reaction to the shattering glass has made her get close to the figure behind her and she spins around to face the figure, but nothing is there. Luke finally awakes from the glass shattering. Luke looks at Casey as she stands in the doorway confused. “Honey, what the hell is happening? How the hell did you shatter the mirror?” Casey slowly slows her breathing again before she answers Luke. “It wasn’t me; it was him, the ghost.” Casey slowly walks to Luke still sitting up in bed. “The bastard made me think I was choking on razor blades and I swore I was going to die.” Casey slips under the covers with Luke. “I saw him. It was right behind me in the doorway.” Luke leans forward and looks but does not see anything. “Are you sure you were not having a nightmare?” Casey looks at him very disappointed. “Oh I suppose the mirror was in my dream as well, Huh?” Luke looks at the camera. “Well, I hope we caught something on camera. Honey, are you ok?” Casey gets as close possible to Luke under the covers. “Yeah, I no way in hell want to spend another night here. Only my white crazy ass friend would buy a haunted house.” Luke looks at Amy and smiles. “This is cool.” She replies. “Excuse me, only you would think this is cool. I want to get the hell out of here.” In Olivia’s bedroom at the same moment Casey is having her ordeal, Amy is in bed and she is sleeping as well, she is sleeping and sleeping sound, smelling her daughters smell on the pillow. As she is sleeping, the room is full of dolls and stuffed animals. One of the larger dolls is out of place and sitting in the doorway that was empty a moment before. As Amy sleeps, a doll comes to life like a child and crawl’s slowly into bed with Amy and puts its arm around her. A voice like Olivia’s speaks. “Mommy, can I sleep with you?” Amy responds in a half sleep thinking it is actually her daughter. She mumbles in her sleep. “Sure sweet pea.” The dolls arm begins to rub the arm of Amy as the doll is lying behind her in the bed. Amy’s eyes open and she freezes for a moment as she wakes. All of a sudden she flails the blankets off her to see the doll lying behind her in bed. Amy jumps out of bed and screams. “What the fuck!” But the doll does not react. Amy continues to look and sees that all the stuffed bears and dolls are looking at her. Amy rolls her head a little and says. “Oh this is just great.” Finally the doll in bed speaks. “You will always be his mommy and no one else’s.” Amy steps up onto the bed and kicks the doll out across the room and into the hallway. She screams. “Fuck you and I do not care that I bought your ass at half price you fuck!” Amy is still standing on the bed and nothing is moving. Suddenly she hears a sound from Olivia’s Speak and Spell toy. “The cow says “moo.” Then Amy hears it again. “The pig says “oink oink.” Amy peers over to the side of the bed and sees the same doll pulling the string on the Speak and Spell toy. “The man says. “You’re mine Sara.” Amy looks in horror as the doll is looking back at her giggling and pulling the string on the Speak and Spell toy. “Your husband says. “Your soul is going to be mine, again!” The doll pulls the string again giggling again. “Your friend is going to die mommy!” Finally the doll’s head turns and looks at Amy with a scowl look but still smiling. The doll turns its body and stands up out of the shadow and lifts its head up to see her standing alone on the bed. Just then all the dolls and stuffed animals move slightly into a facing position and face Amy. Amy yells at the dolls. “Fuck you all you little fuckers, you want to fuck with this bitch, it’s going to be a battle.” Amy grabs a baton that is from Olivia’s twirling class and holds it like a bat. All the dolls and stuffed animals make their way to the bed and begin to climb on top of themselves to reach the bed top. Amy start swinging and the dolls go flying but so many are being missed and Amy begins to kick at some as well. Some dolls make it up on the bed during the siege and begin to claw and chew on Amy’s legs and she shows signs of blood and injuries as the dolls bite off flesh as she fights off others. Just then Casey is shaking Amy awake and screaming to her. “Wake up! Wake up Amy, you’re having a nightmare!”