The devil's Cathedral

The Presence

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The previous night... At the Ademolas around 12:11 am at midnight, in her cubby hole room, Celesta was sound asleep on her wooden bunk bed that came in alignment with the wall of the square room. The room didn't look stuffed, in it was just the bed, the reading table that had a lamp on it, and at the foot of her bed was the wardrobe. She definitely enjoyed Serenity but what happened that night, told otherwise. She started struggling, her body was fighting as it scattered all her well-arranged beddings and was sweating profusely. It looked as if she was gasping for breath, indeed she was. She wakes up immediately in a cold sweat with her heart beating out loud and quickly as she opens her mouth to draw in air to catch her breath. She laid still on her bed then the wind came with great force and burst the window of her room open letting in the teeth-crushing cold of the night that made the curtains go up and down in rhythm with the motion of the wind and went on to extinguish the flames of the lamp that was the only source of light in the room. Everything that was happening around her made her retire more deeply into her bed, clinging to her duvet tightly as she tried to convince herself in her mind that it was not real. She closed her eyes tight to force herself to sleep off but what was about to happen would only keep her awake. The cold of the night made her shiver but then she heard screeching sounds under her bed, it seemed like someone was scratching the wooden buy would call her by her name". The knock came again the third time and stopped, as the knock seized the whole room became dead quiet that she could only hear the ticking of the clock on the top right corner of her bedroom and the whistling pine outside the house. It felt serene, she felt a bit at ease and her heartbeat started dropping to normal, she looked at the clock but could only manage to see the bold hour hand which was almost at 1:00 am, it was dark but she managed to see with the dim light of the half moon of that night. All this tranquility was but for a short while, with everything that has happened she couldn't get herself to sleep anymore, although relieved, celestial was still scared. Slowly and lightly the screeching started again but this time she summoned up enough courage to check what it was. Her anxiety begins to rise along with her heartbeat as she jolted her head slowly down under her bed and then panned to the right bottom where the sound was coming from. She was quite shocked at what she saw " this all makes sense now" she thought, there came the total relief she sought since as her consciousness told her that it wasn't real after, it was just a rat. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath but on opening them, things were different, the rat was swelling vastly, her face and gaze got stuck at the sight and her facial expression could tell the confusion in her mind at that point. She started on as the rat grew bigger and suddenly burst open splashing blood and organs on her face and other things within range. She screamed out loudly and it woke her parents in the room downstairs, they were alarmed and both made their way to her room. It was getting real for her, she thought it was all but as she was screaming, what she earlier feared would happen if she made a noise happened. She felt a hand on her foot and turned abruptly to her legs and screamed out even louder then the duvet she was covering herself with was snatched away and thrown to the floor by a presence she felt but couldn't see. She crawled to the edge where her bed met the wall and cried out loudly, all the previous things that happened started again, the floating curtain, the screeching sound, the scattering footsteps. It was the same thing happening again but differently, the screeching became more because now a lot of rats were under the bed scratching the wood, bursting open and dying, the knocking came but now it was from her parents. When they got to the room the door bolted itself from inside and celesta saw this. Her parents couldn't enter so they kept on banging and calling on t celesta to open the door. Celeste tried shouting and talking to them but she couldn't speak, the presence shut her mouth. She was drowning in the depth-less ocean of fear. It got scarier for her when a cold hand that looked dead touched her from behind and before she could move it seized her by the throat and began strangling her. It was the same hand she saw in her dream earlier that night, the hand wore a ring, the type worn by bishops. This time it wasn't just a dream, it was real and the voice narrating the story came again. She kept on struggling to get away from the grip of the hands but to no avail because she was losing breath. Outside the room, all attempts to get her to open the door proved futile so the dad left to get his tools to break down the door. The mom heard the sound of the struggled and peeped in through the keyhole to see her daughter struggling and kicking without anyone holding her, she started screaming her daughter's name but fear gripped her when she saw the struggle and kicking subsiding till it stopped and she lay like a corpse. The mom begins shouting her name and asked her to talk to her but no answer came, so she begins to hit the door with everything she has till her husband came back and held her to calm her cause she was already in tears. The man begins to hit the door but after several hits, it seemed unbreakable so he peeped through the keyhole but what he saw made him wither as he began shouting "celesta no!!, come down from there". His wife was confused but curious to know what her husband was seeing so she asked him what it was but she got no reply as the husband stooped there shouting. Celesta was standing on the window and a look at her face would tell she is no longer in control of her body, her face looked dead and her eyes turned all black and vein-filled. The voice continues telling her that the suicide story was hers so she should go ahead and jump, the dad shouts out " No!" As she left herself and fell off the window.