tic tac teeth part; 4

“Wait!” I call. I rush after him, but he has disappeared. “Simon!” I call as I enter a dim hallway. There is one door, at the very end, and I approach it slowly. A draft suddenly sneaks up my dress, and I shiver. “Simon?” I call nervously. I reach the doorway, and peer into the open room. I reach out, and my hand disappears into the gloom. I warily enter the room, and run my hands along the wall, hoping to find a light switch; there is none. I think I hear a noise behind me, and whip around. There is no one there. I take a shaky breath and steady myself; this room has me feeling uneasy, and I almost consider returning to the lobby. Suddenly I hear a whisper.
“Who’s there?” I peer into the dark, trying to locate the person. I see a shape move in the far right corner the room. I can see a figure approaching me in the dim light coming from the doorway. The shape shrinks, until there is a little girl in front of me, probably no older than seven or eight. I think I've seen this girl before, though I don't know where. “Who are you?” She asks me, her voice is high, and scared. I smile, pushing down my apprehension. This girl is obviously as scared as I am.
“My name is Charlotte,” I say, straining to keep my voice steady. “What’s your name?” The girl looks uncertain for a moment, but then she smiles brightly.
“I’m Layla.” She says. I gasp, and my mouth hangs open.
“You’re L-Layla?” I say, backing away. She looks confused, and frustrated.
“Why are you going away?!” She screams, nearly shattering my eardrums. I put my hands to my ears to try to block out some of the noise. Her nose is running onto her white nightgown, and she pulls at her hair, ripping out big chunks of white-blond strands. Meanwhile, her body is also changing. Her once soft, and angelic face is becoming sharper. Her teeth have sharpened to points, and she bares them as she screams at me. "Where are you going?!" She sobs. Her voice is raspy, and her once violet eyes are now a milky white, with vibrant yellow dots in the centers.
"Go away!" I cry. Layla keeps coming towards me. I don't want to turn my back to her, but I know I need to get away from the demon. I take a deep breath and scream. Layla throws back her head and laughs. She looks at me with that sinister face, and smiles. Her teeth are stained red, and her tongue is large and blistered. "I will find you," She says, her remaining hair turning to creatures that snap their hideous teeth at me. I cry out as one of then clamps down on my hand. It leaves green saliva on my palm, and a deep cut on my left index finger.
"I will return." Layla says, and she retreats back into the room, the monsters on her head hissing and growling at me. She vanishes into the murk, with an evil smile on her face. I take a shaky breath, and my legs turn to jello. I fall to the ground without a sound. I crawl away from the room, which is now silent. Suddenly Simon skids into the room.
"Charlotte!" He cries. He kneels next to me. "What happened?" He asks, motioning to my hand. I look up at him.
"It was L-Layla. She...she came out of that room." I point to the open room. Simon places a reassuring hand on my shoulder, and then stands. He goes to the doorway and peers in.
"There's nothing in here Charlotte." He says, looking me over with concerned eyes.
"But she did! She came out of that room! I cry, though I know my story sounds crazy. "She said..."I will find you" and "I will return." Simon says nothing, but comes and helps me off the floor.