24 Trap Door (1/2)
”It has everything to do with Brad.” She said and then went towards the attic. Everything was deathly silent. Only the pitter-patter of the drops of water falling from the tap in the kitchen sink onto the plates could be heard. Amelia was dazed, Darcy was confused and Isabella sat there as if nothing happened, until she heard a loud scream.
Darcy and Amelia immediately dashed to the attic, where the scream came from. Isabella followed her daughters gathering her shawl and spectacles. She could only helplessly climb the stairs, with her walking stick. She sighed in her heart. Who told that old woman to go upstairs? She must have slipped! She cursed her a thousand times in her heart.
When she went upstairs, she saw her daughters standing like a statue at the doorway. She scooted forward only to find her mother-in-law gaping wide-eyed at something. She slowly turned her head and what she saw next, left her dumbfounded, too.
There was a circular trap-door on the ceiling of the attic and a staircase spiraled in the middle of the attic. She was never allowed inside the room before. She even heard from her mother-in-law that she herself hasn't gone inside the room before. No one knows what's inside it. But the spectacular sight was, that door was glowing in brilliant shades of yellow and blue.
The yellow and blue light was spiraling all around the door and it mixed in the middle. The two lights never rippled, and seemed as if those two light were playing with each other. Isabella was dumbfounded at her own ideas. She shook her head to get rid of such ideas and concentrated on the wide-eyed Chelsea.
She went inside, pushing her daughters out of the way and patted her mother-in-law on her back. ”There there, are you okay Mom?”
”Huh?” Isabella was still not in her senses. She looked at her daughter-in-law confusedly. She slowly regained her senses and said, ”Yeah, I'm… I'm okay. Bring me some water, please.”
Isabella looked at Darcy, indicating her to fetch a water bottle from the kitchen. Darcy nodded her head in understanding, and darted towards the kitchen downstairs. She grabbed a bottle of water as fast as she could and ran upstairs.
When she reached upstairs, she saw the same scene when she left. Her mother patting her grandma on her back and her sister standing there like a rock. She handed the bottle to her mother and nudged her sister. ”Sis, what do you think is going on?”
”I…” Amelia cleared her throat and tried again, ”I don't know.”
”Hmm. These seem so interesting. I love magic and everything. Have you watched that movie? It was so wonderful.” Darcy kept on rambling.
”What movie?”
”Ah?”
”You said something about a movie, right? So, what movie?”