Field Trip

Part III (Last Part)

        "A rocking chair?" Gregg snickered. "That's not very scary."

A rocking chair was stationed in the middle of the dark, musty, and mostly empty room. Donna wanted to get back to the others as soon as possible, but Sam was already stepping into the room and Donna was too scared to stop her. 

Gregg followed suit. Donna looked down the hall, which led directly towards a grand staircase, in an attempt to look for her classmates. But she saw a figure on the corner of her eye, an apparition right in the middle of the wooden staircase. A woman with long, dark hair and pale spindly arms. Walking-- floating towards her, bit by bit---

Donna ran to Gregg, grabbing his arms. Shivers wracked her small frame, and Gregg looked at her with worry in his brow. 

"What's the matter, Donna?" He whispered. She violently shook her head.

"Let's leave. Please." She pleaded. "Please!"

"Okay..." He looked at Samantha, who was peering through the dirty windows.

"Miss Renna is outside." She said, alarmed. "Is she-- oh my gosh! she's locking us in!"

"What?!" Gregg exclaimed. Sam turned to face them.

Before she could speak, the door slammed open. The three yelled in surprise.

Hajime stood by the doorway, face pallid. He hurriedly shut the door behind him, before running up to Greg and Donna, who were clutching each other.

"I don't know what's going on, but that tour guide is up to something" He said, eyes flitting from the door to his classmates. 

"Sam said that Miss Rena locked us in." Gregg replied, frowning.

Sam nodded. "That's what it looked like, at least."

"God. What is happening?" Hajime muttered.

Suddenly, Donna felt something ice cold. Her eyes widened when she saw long, thin fingers wrapped around her arm. She turned, and screamed.  

A woman, old and shriveled, was sitting in the rocking chair. Her fingers tightened around Donna's arm, long, thick fingernails cutting into Donna's skin. Her purple lips parted into a toothless smile.

"How are you, my Grandson's and Granddaughter's?" The woman c****d her head to the side, beady white eyes trained on Donna. "Why are you just visiting now?".

                                                                                     The End.