Voices in the Wall

Share story The man in the wall listening to voices. They seemed urgent so he backed away and left. A silence broke open like fruit. He heard something moving toward the floor and it faded. Dust drifted across the windows. He looked at dust motes that sparkled. The floor creaked again under dust covered cloth. He turned and moved away into the kitchen. The sound stopped completely so he waited. His breath caught short against his neck. The kitchen had a draft from the crack. The wall held something cold against my back and the darkness gathered. Then she spoke of danger. She asked whether he was aware he trapped her. The woman spoke softly against his ear while she pressed him. Her voice cut off before anyone did anything else. She moved closer into the shadow. A scream cut off abruptly in the wall while his heart faltered. The scream faded down through the stairs. Silence pressed against him like a hand.