Though, Rye town was a little one, it had everything it needed. A beautiful place to live in. A town with busy people and busy lives-- Rye only knew peace and quiet during the weekends.
One of the hospitals in Rye, needed a doctor not just any doctor, an eye doctor, An optometrist! Dr Joe was summoned from one of the cities in London. He was to fly in on Monday and travel down to Rye. He would save the eyes of many patients. He would also teach other young Doctors of his practice and when they were ready for the task, the Doctor would return home. Arrangements had been made for him in respect of his accommodation. A letter had been sent to one of the families on Mermaid street asking for their permission to allow Dr Joe live as a guest in their home only for a few weeks until he's found a place of his own; the kind family agreed to this! For the first time in his life, Joe laid down his feet on Rye's soil. A beautiful place, he thought to himself. I think I'll like it here! Mermaid Str, block 2, William .A. Johnson house (The 2nd). Those were the words on the address card in Joe's hand-- the address to his arranged accommodation. He walked briskly following the directions he got from people, not taking note of the end part of the address. At last, his search came to an end! Joe was most happy to have found the house with a bold inscription William .A. Johnson keep out! He walked right up to the front door with the aim of knocking on the door, surprisingly to him, the door opened up freely without any assistance. Of course Joe had a pinch of fear and doubt in his heart but he was a young man, a curious one too. The open arms of the door, led him to a large, dark Hall. "Why's the room so dark?" He whispered. Joe tiptoed on wanting to be sure of the novel house, when suddenly, a big, black rat came running down at him and squeaking so loudly. He frozed! A few more came squeaking down at him, filled with disgust, Joe quickly danced on his feet and exclaimed "What is this?!" It was certain that a few rats wasn't going to scare the young Doctor. He went on with his curiosity. His legs took him to another door which led to another dark room, the room was filled with hundreds if not thousands of dusty books, most of them stacked on the shelf. Wow! He moved on to the next door, it was a room full of large pictures on the wall. The pictures seemed to tell stories of strange people, at the end of every picture, there was an inscription-- Beware the Crimson Moon. Every picture had a disturbing feeling. They are just pictures, he consoled himself. There was one last picture he hadn't seen; the bottom of the picture held the family name. "They look strange", Joe commented, "Whoa ten kids?!" The family portrait stood at the end of the dark room, everyone wore their best, they all posed in a pyramid formation. William stood high above them all, his wives were slightly below him-- one on the right, the other on the left. Five kids were on one side, the other five were on the other side. The Aunties and Uncles were below the kids, Grandma and Pa sat at the end just below the others. "Don't tell me they all live here?!" It would seem horrific and strange to Dr Joe if he would have to live with a polygamous family in a dark house, but... He had to see every bit of the house. Soon, he faced a long fleet of stairs, the longest he had ever seen. He could hear voices behind the door which the stairs led to, so he ran up the stairs. "Hello? Is-- anyone there? I'm Dr Joe!" There was no reply to his call, so he kept running up the stairs till he was tired, then he stopped for a while. This time, the door was so close, so he climbed some more. The voices were louder, but it seemed like the door was getting farther and farther. Soon, he was in front of the door, he knelt down panting for breath; he had been climbing the stairs for what seemed like an hour. When he was strong enough, he laid a knock on the white door, he tried to open it but it was locked. "Hey! I'm here, somebody answer me!" The Doctor felt lost. On the outside, this house wasn't so large, how could it contain so much stairs? He wondered. Joe kept knocking, this time, he could hear a man's voice, shockingly to him, a girl was crying in there too. He tried to listen to hear what they were saying, it sounded like loud murmurs. Suddenly, the girl screamed so loudly like a banshee. The man kept shouting at her, Joe could hear thudding and banging, but he couldn't leave, he had to rescue the girl. "Stop that, hey open up!" Joe kept banging on the door. A feeling came behind him, a lady touched his shoulder, swiftly he turned around to see her, but none was there. Trying to forget what he had just experienced, he returned his attention to the door and the screaming girl. "Let her go, do you hear me? Let her go!" "Who's there?!" Finally, the man replied. Joe shook within him. His voice was broad, it sounded like a barbaric, killer's voice. "Open this door I say!" Joe tried again. A loud thud came at the door from the room. One, two, three times, Joe could see the head of an Axe tipping out, the strange man was tearing open the door. "Go away!" The man commanded. Dr Joe staggered with fear and stumbled on his feet. No one need tell him he should leave. He sprang down the long stairs, back to where he came, when he was almost at the end of the stairs, the banging, thudding and screaming of the girl had stopped. He looked over his shoulder to see what had happened, but the stairs had vanished, the door was right behind him. This time, the white door was as good as new with no tear on it! He gasped. He reached for the handle of the door and pushed it open, he peeped into the room, only to find nothing and no one. Dr Joe dared not go into the room. How could he? Quickly, he ran back to the large Hall with the thought to get out of the house, but the door flung itself shut so quickly with a loud bang! "Well if you won't let me leave, I'll find another way out!" A black door appeared at the other end of the large room, with kitchen boldly written on it. Joe walked cautiously to it and opened the door and truly, the room was a kitchen, the biggest he had ever seen. Every kitchen utensil was there-- different kinds of food filled a long dinning table. It was very tempting for the certain young man to eat from the food as much as he could. "Put yourself together Joe", he shook himself, "I'm sure this food isn't real". At the end of the kitchen, another door stood. He opened it, a lady stared at him right into his eyes, Joe staggered with fear at the sight of the woman. "Who are you?" The woman asked meekly, she stood in a white gown and a blue apron tied to her waist. "Ha! Finally a real person. I'm Dr Joe, you received a letter right? Telling you that--" "What would you like to have?" "Well first, an explanation for what just happened back there" "You shall not enter! You shall not pass!" The woman's tone of voice had changed into a deeper, monstrous one. "What?!" This time, Joe was scared for sure. "Stop, What's going on here?!" A sweat broke free and ran down the side of his face. He began to breathe a little faster, he shut his eyes for a moment trying to convince his mind that this wasn't real. When he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful figure coming towards him, she held a candle that was firmly fixed on its holder in one of her hands and the light it emitted brought a sense of hope to Joe's heart, but still he had his doubts. "You're not real, though I hope you are-- are you?", he asked in a low voice. This time, Joe could see the figure more clearly, it was a lady. Another lady, he sighed. She walked closer to the Doctor and raised the large candle stand so she could see the strange man's face, she was delighted at the sight and this made her smile. "Hi, my name is Viola, I'm William's sister", Joe nodded, doubtfully. He wasn't to be fooled anymore. Viola stared into his face and Joe began to realize a few things, she was beautiful! She was definitely in her early 30's and her scent, her scent was nothing but pleasant! Her eyes were a clear-water crystal colour, they especially caught Joe's attention. "I'm very much real, Dr Joe!" "You-- you know my name?" "Of course! Shouldn't I?" she scoffly said. "Don't mind me", he waved his hands in the air, "Surely you received my letter" Joe added lightly with a chuckle. "So-- uh-- tell me, is this house haunted?" He whispered. "What? Of course not!" She scoffed again, "That was just the alarm" "What do you mean?" "All what you saw was the doorbell ringing, telling us that someone was at the door. Look around, still see anything-- strange?" "I still don't get it" "Oh! I forgot" Viola snapped her fingers in front of Joe's ears then he could see that he was still in the large hall, just a few steps away from door through which he had entered the house. "We installed that um-- I don't know what's it's called, it was put there to scare away intruders, you know thieves and the like out of the house, and sometimes we do it to visitors too, well who am I kidding, we do it all the time!", she smiled mischievously. "You mean to tell me, all that was-- like-- like a daydream? an imagination?" "Yeah!" Viola freely shrugged. "This is insane!" Joe shut his eyes. "Forget about all that, you'll love it here. You're welcome to stay". "Oh please stay! Please stay!" The kids chorused loudly, they seemed to have appeared suddenly from the darkness, they perched all around Joe like flies urging him to stay. "Ah! Where did you all come from?!" "Hi, I'm Biggy!" "And I'm Chubby!" "We're twins!" The two boys chorused. "Hi I'm Audrey, I'm the eldest!" Joe couldn't help but laugh at the amazing creatures he saw. They all looked like they were the same age-- like a bunch of eleven and twelve year olds. "Hi! I'm Isabella" "I'm Millicent, I'm Granny's favourite!" "My name's Mandy!" "I'm Susie, I can sing!" "Hi, I'm Bradley, I'm the strongest, Uhh!" He demonstrated his strength with an arm. "My name's George, I'm a gentleman. If you like business then you're my friend!" The little boy smiled. Joe could feel someone tugging at his trousers-- it was a lovely little girl, "I'm Karen, I like you!" She had the sweetest faint voice, she was the youngest. "This is Aunt Viola, welcome to the Johnsons dark house!" The kids chorused excitedly. "Wow!", Joe released a breath, "Now that I met you guys, I'm not scared of this place at all. My name's Joe, I'm an Optometrist!" He announced. "Is that a doctor?" One of the kids asked. "Yeah it is. I'm Dr Joe and I take care of the human eye. If there's a problem with the human eye, I'll diagnose it!" "Oooooh!" They sounded fascinated by the Doctor's explanation. "I'm really sorry about the house thing", Viola quickly put in. "We're all really just a normal family", she stressed the words as if to give a hint or something. Joe replied with a smile. "You must be hungry! Kids, take Dr Joe to the dining" "I'm definitely hungry!"It was seven in the evening already and every family member of the Johnson's had found their way back to the dark home. "Thanks for that awesome meal, that's the best thing I've had in years!" Joe had just hungrily emptied a plate of hot spaghetti and a couple of meatballs. "I'm glad you love my cooking" Viola blushed. The kids began to giggle, "Aunt V likes Joe o, Aunt V likes Joe o" they teased them and fled the room still giggling. "Don't pay attention to them, they're kids" A shy Viola put in. "Uh huh, yeah I guess so", Joe nodded. "So! Why don't I show you to your room?" Viola snapped, trying to ease the atmosphere. "Yeah, okay!" The Johnsons had spent a whole lot of money and time building the mighty house. Their's were the largest on the street, it was always dark on the inside, just like the other houses on the cobbled street. The houses on Mermaid street were closely lined up, the shades from each house shadowed the windows. But there was som
"Shh! We can't afford to wake him up!" "Everybody, focus!" "Do we really have to do this?!" "Yeah, we have to know the person we've let into our home!" "Keep your voices down guys. I gave him one of the hints in the book". "Alright, that's rule number what?" "Monica, bring out the rule book". "Oh here it is, rule number four, 'To find the key, you must first unlock the door, find two keys and begin your journey'". "Oh no you guys, go easy on him, he seems like a nice guy!". "That's not important for now, let's get on with it, shall we?" "Ok so, what's quest number 4?" "Sleep walking!" Uncle Millie rubbed his palms against each other with excitement and brought out a large candle. William sprayed some paprica on the lit candle and everyone present, smiled mischievously. "Seven candles, for seven nights!" "Hahaha, let the show begin!" A party of seven tiptoed on to the guest section. The unknown candle was placed on the ground in front of Joe's room. It's scent and smoke w
"That was so fun!" "Did you see that? I slipped on ice!" "This is so unfair, I should've won!" "Well you were too slow, boo-hoo!" "In your face! Chubby". He stuck his tongue out. "Oh my God! Kids kids! Calm down. Go to your room, shower and go to bed!" Amelia ordered. They all had returned from the park. Some played on ice, some played football, others enjoyed bowling; even though the ball was too heavy for them. The old folks were asleep somewhere in the house. William wasn't coming home today, Viola and her sisters-in-law, just had some quality time with the kids. "Aww, mum! No dinner?" "Not when you guys are so noisy". Amelia answered. "Remember you kids are black, not barbarians!", Olivia added. "Wow! Something smells nice". They began to sniff in the aroma. Everyone ran up to the kitchen to find the chef. "Hey guys! Welcome, welcome. Have your seats, cause dinner's ready!" "Yaaaay!" The kids happily reacted. "You can cook?" Caro wondered. "You are an interesting man
Joe, by now had become used to the way the Johnson's door freely flung open, all he had to do was walk into the house; after all, he was a freeman in the house now, so he thought. Now and then he recalled his first day in the Mansion, all he could was chuckle at the memory. He swung himself on to the bed and decided to watch some TV. An hour later, a soft knock came at the door, Joe quickly went to the door and brought it to his command, he found two little kids staring at him with large innocent eyes and a large cup of smoothie with one of them. "Hey Karen, hey George! What you guys doing here?" "We brought this for you!". "Thanks! It's been all while since I had a smoothie. Uh– would you like to come in?" The kids entered the room excitedly and sat on the large sofa. "When did you guys return?" "Few minutes ago!", Christian answered. "So, how was school?" "Good!" They chorused. "Okay– ", Joe looked up at the ceiling and then back at the kids, not knowing what else to say. "I
Joe laid on his kingly bed, spending the time away chatting. He scrolled through the messages on his phone— the chats he hadn't had time to reply to, were all lined up. Soon, he fell asleep; sleep was something every person had to obey, and the young man was exhausted. The large clock in the hall struck 11pm and all the while it had sounded so loud, old and dusty, it never seemed to disturb anyone whenever it spoke out with its loud voice. Joe had slept soundly these past nights despite the old clock's chime. Strangely, this time around, the doctor's eyes sprung open at the sound of the round clock. His eyes blinked flutteringly, His heart raced— he could hear it beating almost as if it would burst out from his chest; but it didn't! His eyes hung open, heavily. His dark skin tingled and ached. Instantly, he felt cold and his teeth clattered. He felt stiff, but somehow managed to come to his senses. He gasped in shock, realizing where he was. Quickly, he stood up from the bed and st
Another howl alarmed him, this time it sounded close. He turned his head and eyes in every direction, he broke a sweat, his heart froze. His head and eyes ached; for he knew the howling was for him. He continued his trek— slowly yet boldly, he was back in the middle of the tall frozen trees and the air felt more chilly. Two golden bright eyes came lurking in the misty shadows, two became four and four became ten eyes! The winter wolves had decided to come face to face with the stranger in their territory and Joe was frightened as hell. The white canines were beautiful creatures, but the doctor knew he wasn't to be fooled by their charm. One by one they came out of the misty shadows– snarling, gnarling, glaring at him, walking majestically in a formation towards the doctor. Joe stood still only for seconds, then he began moving backwards away from the wolves, but how he managed to move his legs he just didn't know; for he was fear stricken. The wolves barked at h
Joe! Joe! Doctor Joe!He could hear something like a faint voice calling out a word, his eyes opened up but his sight still blurry. Gradually he began to see her face— the beautiful lady with strange eyes who made his heart skip a beat. A silent smile appeared on his cheeks. "I got to see you one last time" he whispered. "Joe! Joe Wake up, I'm here, come back to us!" This time he could hear Viola's voice clearly. She tried to shake him out of it. With a fright, Joe raised up half of his body from the bed, Viola grabbed hold of him and held him close. "It's alright, 'Twas a dream", she whispered into his ears trying to calm him. In a swift motion, he left her arms; turning his head to the floor and let out several loud coughs. Finally he felt free, he began to understand where he was. He saw the lady beside him and some persons were standing over him. "I- I was dead!" the words came out breathlessly, his clothes were soaked in his own sweat. "No you only thought you were. You were
Joe came down to join The Johnson's for breakfast the next morning. He had managed to use the remaining hours of the night for an interrupted sleep. He felt a sense of peace when he awoke that morning. He freshened up, packed his bags and ended up in some nice clothes and high class shoes. He was ready for the day ahead! "Good morning to you all!" "Good morning Dr Joe!" Everyone greeted back. "Care to join us for breakfast?" Amelia invited him. "Would be delighted to!" Joe dragged out a wooden chair without arms from underneath the shiny wooden table, and sat comfortably on it. "Hmm, this is an amazing breakfast! The food looks and smells inviting!" Joe rubbed his palms in excitement and anticipation. Viola smiled meekly. "Indeed Joe, indeed!" Uncle Millie agreed. Everyone ate to their fill, clashing the forks, knives and spoons together with the glass plates— which created a lovely dining table music; a simple song that anyone would hear and know that they were eating. They ha