The forbidden adventure

"Don't ever go to the staircase again! The steps are all moldy and breaking with age you will surely hurt yourself"

Gertrude yells to Bethany as she persists to ask questions at dinner about her adventures from the mysterious staircase. Bethany had become infatuated with the thrill of something new happening and hoping she wasn't going mad.

"But he said he was welcomed here, so you must know him" Bethany arguing.

...Silence now rests between the table that both Gertrude and Bethany had been residing at; Gertrude now knowing that nothing will come from this conversation she excuses herself from the table. 

Looking back and seeing one last disapproving look from Gertrude as she vanishes within the dark corridors of the house Bethany is left silently mad and a little hurt that she couldn't confide her thoughts in her estranged aunt.

How could I have not known of someone else's existence within a house I too live within? Is that even possible? If he is a welcomed guest why does Gertrude not want me to meet him again,

Filled with questions of this mysterious figure living above her very own life she welcomes sleep which arrives to wisp her to the beautiful garden as depicted earlier.

In the early hours of the morning Bethany awakes from a nightmare that left sweat behind her ears. It was a flashback of rain pouring down on a ten-year-old Bethany whom is holding a lifeless body.

With the awakening flashes flood through the now conscious brain, images of the night Bethany lost her mother right in front of her eyes. Unable to forget the rain, blood and mud she jumps out of bed and begins to pace as she tries to calm her thoughts.

After a moment she crawls once more into bed and listens to the silence of the house and wonders how long it has been since she last had a nightmare and tries to hold back tears that she cannot control; as hard as she tries they do not desist. 

Holding her hands staring up at the ceiling as if pleading to someone, anyone to listen to her cries and offer warmth and understanding. Staring at the blank ceiling she remembers there is someone who rests right above her and maybe he might be able to calm her thoughts; sometimes a distraction is needed.