The car stopped outside a deserted house by the river valley. The driver undid the top buttons from his top and opened the windows. The house was small, but well renovated with a slick roof and wooden slates. The stillness of the grassy terrain distorted her. She had a feeling that something dark lurked inside.
The man pointed toward the well outside their door. It was surrounded by moss. “This was my aunt’s house,” he said. “We were very close. One day Stephen and I were playing near the well, and he fell in. I tried my best to get him out, but I was never able to find him.”
Sally pushed her seatbelt away. “Take me to the well.”
The driver transferred her into her wheelchair and took a bumpy ride towards the well. Sally’s heart sank. Her little Stephen had been sleeping in the well for half a century. She hoped to find his remains out and give him a proper burial.
“My aunt left the house the day after Stephen’s fall,” the man explained. “She went travelling; and she never returned.”
“Did your aunt kill my son?”
“It was an accident,” he sobbed. “If you must blame anyone, you must blame me.”
For a deserted house, it looked beautiful. It was only the well that appeared unloved. Sally looked up to the man. “Can you least give me your name?”
“Dominic Sawhit,” he shook Sally’s hand. “I should have told you the truth a long time ago. I’m sorry for all the pain I’ve put you through.”
Sally clenched her fists. “You were only a child.” Retaining her anger, she remembers that there was not a lot that Dominic could have done. Her only comfort was that Stephen was now at peace; free from the suffering and pressures of this world.
By pure curiosity, she pulled the robe towards her until the bucket reached the top. A bell jingled and the house’s door swings open. A bold man grinned as he marched out of the door. He was followed by two pale girls with scarlet pigtails. He glared at Dominic and Sally, and waited exactly fifty seconds before he opened his mouth.
Dominic sprinted back into the car leaving Sally behind.
Sally gulped. “Who are you?”