“There’s something present in this old house besides us,” William said. “Don’t you feel its presence? It’s evil, malevolent.”
“Don’t be daft,” George responded. “There you go again with all of your paranormal codswallop. Can’t you use that space between your ears for something other than your claptrap about ghosts and ghouls?”
The sound of a crash from the next room set both boys on edge. “What the hell was that?” George asked.
“Are you sure this is all nonsense?” William whispered to George. After a brief interlude, the sound of heavy footsteps approaching the room they were in caused the hairs on the back of both boys’ necks to stand on end. George felt warm liquid streaming down his leg. “Shit, I just peed myself. I’m getting outta here.” He started running toward the front door of the old house.
Before he could reach the door, he ran into a large entity blocking his exit. George let out a bloodcurdling scream. Then he heard the “thing” in front of him start laughing, while from behind him he heard the familiar sound of William’s laughter.
Confused, George looked up to see that the thing blocking the front door was Todd, an offensive lineman on the high school football team known as “Tank.” George turned and looked at William, who was laughing so hard that tears were running down his cheeks.
“You fuckers set me up, didn’t you?” George growled. William and Tank were still laughing hysterically. “The only evil, malevolent presences in this place are the two of you.”
Written for these daily prompts: jibber Jabber (present), Fandango’s One-World Challenge (paranormal), Word of the Day Challenge (codswallop), Ragtag Daily Prompt (space), The Daily Spur (crash), and Your Daily Word Prompt (interlude). Photo credit: Tommy-Noker at DeviantArt.com.