A caretaker tries to console an elderly woman's fear of an evil sinister that appears in the night until...
Old Mrs. Petrie
It was the eve of Halloween, I was sitting with one of my elders on a home healthcare assignment. Her name was Mrs. Petrie, a kind, sweet but an unusual old woman who had a bad heart and was confined to a wheelchair because she was paralyzed from her waist down. She was quite wealthy and was willing to trade all that she had to be healthy and to be able to walk again. “Nothing is more valuable than your health,” she would say. She lived in a beautiful aged 18-century-styled manor that had been in her family for generations. Many had lived and died there, as the souls still roamed the spectacular premises I was told, but fortunately I wasn't spooked by her ghastly presage.
She was one of my evening patients and when the day-sitter left for the day, I would sit with her for several hours until her son arrived home around 9:00 pm. It started to rain a heavy downpour then a thunderstorm emerged and Mrs. Petrie became frightened by the lightning and refuse to get into bed. Instead, she rather sit by the cozy lit fireplace where it was warm and comforting in her beautiful bedroom of vintage Edwardian décor with Scandinavian interior. I brought up some ginger tea with her favorite gingersnap cookies and sat the tray on the table next to her when I poured her a cup and she smiled at me. The lightning strike and the loud thunder flickered the lighting in the room when she panicked.
“It's okay Mrs. Petrie, don't be alarmed! We're just having a major thunderstorm that's all! But it should blow over soon.” I consoled.
“Oh my! Would you stay here with me? Please don't leave this room and go downstairs! I would hate for the lights to go off and you're down there stumbling in the dark all alone! It would be quite horrendous for you! I'm just so terrified of the lightning!” She beseech.
“Of course I will! I'll be right here by your side!” I assured her.
"Oh thank you!! You must think that I'm a panicky, delusional old woman who should be ashamed of herself being afraid of little lightning!”
“Oh believe me you're not the only one Mrs. Petrie, lightning gives me the willies also! It's very dangerous and we shouldn't take it's power lightly besides, we all fear something so don't feel ashamed! I wouldn't!” I smiled at her then walked over to the bookshelf to get the candle holder.
“Oh you're so kind and I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here with me!”
Suddenly a loud thunder popped frightening her as she spilled her tea down the front of her clothing in a panic.
“Oh my goodness!!” She quaked trembling as she held her cup.
“Here let me help you! It's okay!” I hurried wiping away the spill from the front of her satin robe.
“Oh thank you dear!” She approved when they both noticed the flickering of the lights.
Within a blink of an eye there was no lighting in the room, only the dim lit fireplace could be seen.
“Oh my God! I can't see! I can't see!!” She yelled out.
“It's okay Mrs. Petrie! I'm right here!” I assured quickly lighting the candle in the candle holder I held.
“Oh thank God!! Thank you! It's a good thing you had that candle holder in your hand or it would have been too late!” She informed.
“Too late? Too late for what Mrs. Petrie?” I chuckled lightning another candle in the room.
“Oh it isn't funny dear! In fact, I wish I can laugh about it and maybe it will go away!”
I came over to sit near her and poured her another cup tea when I asked, “Make what go away Mrs. Petrie?”
“I've told you about all the souls that roam around this place didn't I?”
“Yes, you have!”
“Well they are the good souls, there has been a lot of good memories in this house. There was once happiness and joy all around this place! The children and grandchildren filled this place with music and laughter. You could hear the frolic of little feet running down these halls and the stairs. And they all loved to be around me!” She chuckled then added, “It's not them that I fear, I do believe they are here to watch over me! Why my dear they wouldn't harm a fly! But there is this evil sinister among them and it's filled with vengeance and hatred towards me! And it wants to do me harm!”
“Oh Mrs. Petrie, do you harm! I can't believe anyone would want to do you any harm! And why?”
“My dear, if I had the answer to that question, then I would know! And I'm terribly afraid of it! That's why I can't be alone in the dark because it comes in the night!”
“What comes Mrs. Petrie? What is trying to do you harm?” I asked feeling a little uneasy.
“Ugh! My dear, I've only seen a glimpse of it and immediately I flash a beam of light on it with a small flash light I keep under my pillow! It doesn't like the light! It is a gruesome sight and I don't know what to make of it in the dark! All I know is that it's got big, wide, glowing, evil headlight eyes! My dear it's so ugly, the sight of it will kill you!” She confirmed.
My heart skipped a beat and I grasp, as if I couldn't catch my breath from fear when she said that! Then strangely, a brisk wind rushed into that room and blew out all the candles, even the fire in the fireplace went out! It was completely dark! I called out to Mrs. Petrie but she didn't say a word as I felt her sloped body. Promptly, she had a heart attack and I panicked stumbling over her feet falling to the floor in the darkness. I remembered the large bookshelf when I crawled over reaching for the base of it to pull myself up. I could not see anything in the gloomy midst, not even my hand in front of my face. I was so scared, once up on my feet, I immediately turned facing this egregious, hideous looking thing in the darkness. I was petrified when it bellowed a loud, piercing, “BOO!!!”