Chapter 43

Eventually Kelly settled and sat down quietly. Her foot was throbbing and she laid back on the floor with the cast raised into the air leaning against the wall. She had her hands crossed across her stomach, and her eyes were shut.

She didn’t think that getting out was really feasible at this point. She wasn’t sure how she had gotten in.

She tried to play it over and had again she was the amount of the cabin, alone. She turned the handle, the door swung open. It was dark inside the cabin. She shouted “Hello?”

Then she heard the wind blow. She took one step forwards and then… this place.

It had to be a cellar that was the only explanation for what was happening. She had been knocked out, somehow. Then dumped inside the cellar of the cabin. It made sense, it meant that her husband was going to have a hell of a time finding her. He was so afraid.

She tried to remember the layers of the curse. Nightmares is how it started, and then, broken bone. Bloody noses.

What was next?

Anger. She remembered her husband’s constant fear it. And how little Caroline acting like a maniac inside the car. While Caroline was angry, her husband was… Happy? He wanted ice cream.

What was after that?

Being afraid. And that is the one that Mark is feeling right now. He was scared in those woods. He was so afraid.

She counted them up in her head, six stages.

Her husband was going to murder someone next.

The anger she had been feeling boiled to her head and she should just as she was about to stand and try to break her way out, she had a soft drowsy feeling of happiness watch over her.