The Mystifying Image

Howling and screaming through the entryway, brought us all out of bed and to a screeching halt in our doorways. The scene in the entryway was a breathe taking moment of complete silence. The lightening streaming through the window sheers made a mystifying image of a woman with her head tilted back, hair flowing and mouth wide open.

No one moved or uttered a sound, it seemed like an eternity before anyone spoke. It wasn’t just the scene that was causing chaos in everyone’s minds it was the unforgettable sound that went with it. Howling like nothing you have ever heard, seemed to be coming from the woman’s mouth, which of course was not possible. Unless you believed in that sort of thing. Ghost, haunting, and such, who believed in them anyway and who would ever believe this.

After the long period of silence we all looked at each other as if to say “Did you see that?”. For a few minutes everyone talked at once then we came to the conclusion that we had to find out where this devastating noise was coming from.

The rain was pouring down and the lightening was filling the sky every few minutes as we continued to listen and look through the entryway, in the closet under the stairs and out the door. The howling was still going on full force as the wind played with the curtains above. Due to the warm weather, we still hadn’t replaced the glass in the front entryway door that had been busted moving a bed up the stairs. No concern there in such a small town nothing ever happened and we didn’t use the entryway much, so there for, it was closed off most of the time.

A porch that wrapped around the front of the house and had a door on both sides made it convenient to enter on the other side of the house, where we parked. Although , having four entrances also made keeping up with locking them all a bit of a problem at times. Especially when it so happened that no one was here at all.

It seemed so fitting to my son for this howling to be happening so shortly after moving in, since his first thoughts of the new house had been to refer to it as the Amityville Horror look a like. Him being afraid of his own shadow didn’t help the situation at the moment, as he stood practically on my hills as I looked around for the source of the howling.

Finally as the sound started to die down we found that there was still plastic on the outside of the top window of the staircase. Wouldn’t you know it, that it has a small slit in the plastic and someone had evidently opened the window a bit. Closing the window the howling and screaming died down but the glass missing from the door with the wind blowing was still creating its own little version of a whistling. Taking plastic we covered the window of the door, then most everyone headed back off to bed.

Not being able to sleep after fully waking from a sound sleep I made a cup of tea. Taking my cup of tea and setting down to the computer to check my email. I opened the door to the living room and enjoyed the freshness of the air, as the breeze flowed through the screen. Lightening filling the room brightly every few minutes, was kind of mystical, as I sat playing a game. Engrossed in my game I didn’t here someone walk up on to my porch. The next thing I know my stomach is almost in my chest as a mans voice rings out.

My new neighbor behind me was standing on my porch shotgun in hand, with my dog standing beside him wagging his stub of a tail. My dog is a scary site at times, especially in the dark, but then most rots are. My neighbor being the man that he is tells me “if he sees my dog lose again he will shoot him.” Well, after the episode in the entryway this was just what I needed in the middle of the night, a strange man at my door with a shotgun. Such a nice welcome to Nebraska, with neighbors like this, a person could accidentally get hurt just answering the door. That is DuBois for you, come and stay a bit just be careful opening your door.