[Part 6] For many years my father used to warn me to never go in my grandparent's attic. Today I learned why. - My mother's story
https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/3jvnj6/part_5_for_many_years_my_father_used_to_warn_me/ - part 5
“Relax, I am not here to kill you” Hugo said as he rose from the chair he was sitting on. He went over the window and stared for a second outside. “Beautifull night isn’t it ? The wind, the moon, it’s perfect.” he mused for a second before turning his face towards me again. His eyes were haunting, they were so mesmerizing, I couldn’t stare away from them for even a second. “I still didn’t get my answer. Did you liked what I’ve shown you ?” he asked with a little smirk on his face. “C’mon we are friends, you can tell me.” he pat me on the head and sat down on my bed, starring at me.
“What are you” I asked him.
Hugo smiled again, grabbed me by the throat and said “Don’t mistake me for my brother ! I am not here to hold your hand and take you on stroll down memory lane. What I really want right now is to shove my hand deep inside your body and remove your still beating heart through your chest. But I can’t … not yet at least” he said as he released his grip on my throat. I struggled breathing for a few seconds.
“Where’s my father ?” , I tried asking him again but my voice was low since I still couldn’t breath properly, let alone form a sentence.
“He is OK for now at least. But if he keeps talking to the wrong people he won’t be.” Hugo said as he smiled again.
“Don’t you dare touch him ! ” I tried sounding threatening but for someone in my position, it sounded more like a joke.
“Oh, what are you gonna do, kill me? Are you gonna chase me out of your house ? Ask you grandfather what happened the last time he tried doing this? Ohhh … sorry I forgot that he is dead. I mean I should remember, I choked the life out of him” Hugo said as he grinned once again at me.
“You … ” I blurted out
“You should’ve seen your face back then, watching your grandfather passing away. Priceless". "Yes boy I was the one who killed your grandpapi, drove your great-grandfather to madness, almost made your mother smother your brother in his crib.”
“My mother …” I said again with the little strength I had left in my body. It was like he was sucking the life force out of me everytime he spoke.
“What, she did not tell you that ? Oopsy ... Now that would be one awkward conversation. You have no idea how many skeletons your entire family has in their closet” Hugo said as he laughed, obviously enjoying this. He leaned towards me, scratched something on the wall behind me and stood up.
“Well it was a blast talking to you but I have to go. I have loose ends to tie up.” He said as he headed for the window. He opened it, got out and looked at me with his red eyes, practicaly starring at my soul. “I will be with you soon enough. Wait for me” he said and he dissapeared.
I passed out again shortly after that.
“We don’t know what’s wrong with him. He was fine last week but now he seemed to have slipped into a coma.” I heard the doctor talking outside of my room.
“Medicaly he is completely fine madame, I don’t know what to tell you” he continued. I opened my eyes and I saw my mom talking to the doctor that had taken care of me for the past few days. I noticed on the calendar that was hanging on the wall of my room that I was out for 5 days. “What happened ?” my mind was once again occupied by questions I didn’t know the answers of.
“Mom” I called to her. She turned around, gasped and rushed to my side throwing her arms around me. The doctor quickly followed her and for the next 20 minutes conducted some tests on me.
“Like I said madame, he is in perfect medical condition. I see no reasons as to why the coma occured.” the doctor said to my mom after he finished testing me.
“When can I go home ?” I asked him.
“Well we’ll need to run a few more tests on you before we conclude what exactly is happening to you. If everything turns out alright I suppose in the next few days you could go home. ” he said as he started walking out of the room. “Would you come with me madame outside for a second ?” the doctor gestured for my mother to go with him.
“Did I dream this whole experience ?” I questioned myself as my eyes were scanning the room. I tried remembering something from my encounter with Hugo but all was still blurry. Then I remembered the scratching he made behind me on the wall. I quickly turned around and I saw a word scribbled on the wall.
“Ve.mak” with a letter missing or it was removed on purpose ... “What’s that supposed to mean ?” I thought to myself as I turned around back in my bed. My eyes were starring at the ceiling.
“Oh Bob were the hell are you ? ” I needed him more than ever.
“Thank God you’re OK” my mother said as she walked back into my room.
I looked at her for a second and without emotion I said to her “ We need to talk and you better sit down” and gestured with my head for her to sit on the chair next me.
“About what ?” she said as she sat down.
“It’s about the white kid… ” I started but she stopped me mid-sentence
“You went up there, haven’t you ?” she said with a very worried expression on her face
“Yes” I quickly retorted
“Oh my God” a few tears began streaming from her eyes. “And for how long have you seen him ?” she continued.
“I’ve seen them for two weeks now. ” I remarked to her.
“Wait, what do you mean by them ?” she asked me.
“Well what you don’t know is that there is another kid, living in a chest up there that only I can see for some reason.” i quickly answered to her.
“Another one … oh God” she stated with her hand covering her mouth in surprise.
“Mom, I know that you are aware of them and I know what happened to you back then. Tell me about it and tell me about my brother” I said with a note of anger in my voice.
This is where my mother broke down, she started crying, covering her face with her hands.
I felt guilty for snapping at her .. poor woman must have been through a lot. I placed my hand on her shoulder and said “Mom, I am sorry”.
“No, it’s not your fault, it’s just that your father was never prepared for this. Your grandfather never told him anything about it. Your father’s family has a lot of secrets Mike, a lot of bad apples in his family’s tree” she said as she wiped her tears away. “OK I will tell you what I know”
“Back in the days your ancestors were powerful people, Mike. They had connections, money, control over this town and those surrounding it plus the villages around them. They were respected businessmans and were very succesfull. Many people contributed their succes to the ‘dark forces’ suggesting that they made a deal with the Devil for wealth and power but no one believed these rumours. Until your great-grandfather's uncle started slowly descending into madness. Maniacal laughter was heard comming from his house every night but no on dared question him or his wife. He was out of control, he was attacking people, chasing women around town but once again no one dared bring up the problem to the authorities. No one objectified to his behaviour until one day a rumour started spreading around town. That he and his wife were kidnapping childrens and doing awful stuff to them. People already had enough of his torment but this was 'the icing on the cake' and they decided to storm his house only to find it empty. They were gone. The number of children missing went higher and higher each passing month. No one knew what had happened to them or where the supposed perpetrators were. Until one day a small child approached the police station and confessed to being kidnapped and tortured by them. The inspectors quickly arrived at the small cottage where the boy said they were keeping him. They found the wife beheaded in the kitchen, while the husband was in the bedroom, his torso being opened and his heart missing. The basement door was wide opened and when they got down there they found a truly horrible sight. They found the bodies of children, all with their eyes missing and their skin turning pale. The inspectors that were send there started doing body count and it turned out that the bodies down there matched the number of children missing in the past months.
The police quickly began arresting people connected to the family. Soon your ancestors were put in jail and then killed by a firing squad. All with the except of one. Your great-grandfather’s father who was the only one spared. He continued living in this town, but his name was forever tarnished. This is why you don’t have that much friends in here, this is why we are looked upon everytime we go outside, this is why I had to work outside of this town and why your father is still being cursed after. Because people are afraid that you or your brother or your father might snap one day and go on a murder spree” my mother said with tears began to falling down from her eyes again.
I didn’t know what to say. I did had troubles making friends in school. Outside of Jake and a few others I really did not have any other friends. My brother was the same, he still has no friends in this town. We are indeed looked upon, people were cold to us but up to this point I had no idea why.
“I was told the same” my mother continued, ”My mother warned me not to see your father when we first started dating, that he is bad for me. My father even threatened him with physical violence if we keep seeing each other. I knew about his family, about his problems but what could I’ve done. I was young and I was in love. Eventually my family accepted that I won’t change my mind and they tried to get along with him.
When we got married we decided to live in his parent’s place until we find a home for ourselves. That was when I started hearing it. The scratching, the noises, the footsteps. I tried telling your father about it but he seemed to not notice it and said that I was imagining things. That was until one night I … I … “ she stoped, her eyes watering again. “I … I can’t, I am sorry” she said and she got up.
“Mom I know what you tried to do to my brother …” I said to her “Then why do you keep asking me ? ” she yelled at me and then ran out of my room, covered in tears. “Mom wait .. I ..” I tried to apologize but she was out of my room.
“Great” I said to myself as I rubbed my eyes.
“Mike, Miiiike .... ” I heard a voice calling to me. I turned my head towards it.
“Hi again” Bob said as he waved at me from the window. "We need to talk"
https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/3ly6un/part_7_for_many_years_my_father_used_to_warn_me/ - part 7
Posted Sep 13, 2015, 8:37 PM UTC · edited