The Rabbit Hole in Lizzy's Short Stories

It was midday November 13th, Sarah knocked on the door.

The house was old, a bit of an antique. Walls were stained, even the floor was cracked. She couldn’t hear any voice inside the house. Whilst holding her cookie basket, she knocked again for the second time.

“Hello, would you buy some cookies?”, she shouted with her old woman voice. Nobody replied.

Suddenly, the door opened. No one opened it, even Sarah was shocked. Filled with curiosity, she entered the house.

“Anyone home? I got cookies, maybe you want some,” she continued.

While walking inside, the door behind her closed itself. BAAM. That was the sound. Her poor heart cannot handle the shock. She tried to hug the pillar on her left, almost fainted. The air was poor ventilated, no windows open. She thought maybe the house was never been opened for years. Inside there was a big old living room, with an opened door to the kitchen on the left and a small staircase to the second floor on the right. Behind the living room, there was a stair, going to the basement. Inside of the house was extremely dark, only a light came in from the cracked ceiling above her.

Meanwhile she was still hugging the pillar, tried to calm down, a young woman suddenly walked up the basement stairs to the living room.

“Who are you?” asked the young woman, while holding a knife.

Trembling, Sarah replied, “I was just selling cookies around, until I found this house. I knocked on the door, no one replied. But the door was opened by itself, so I came in”. She coughed hard, trying to grasp the air so she can stand up.

The young woman put down her knife and ran to Sarah, helping her to sit on one of the dirty looking couch. “Phew, I thought you are a thief or something. Sorry, there’s no clean seats.

As Sarah sat on the couch, she felt relieved. If that young woman didn’t came, she could’ve been fainted, or worse, died.

“Thank you, young woman, I could die in a second, what’s your name?”

The young woman replied, “I’m Alice.”

“Nice name. I’m Sarah. You want some cookies?” Sarah opened her basket and showed some cookies. It looked scrumptious.

“Maybe later. I’ll buy 3!” Alice replied excitedly.

While sitting down, Sarah looked around the living room. “You live here? A young woman, beautiful woman like you shouldn’t live in this kind of environment,” as she saw Alice being so harmless. She felt that she could trust her.

Alice was speechless. She couldn’t speak for a second. Then she replied. “It’s a wonderful house, you see? It’s big, classic, it’s just dirty here and there but I’m okay”.

Sarah absolutely had no idea what’s wrong with Alice. A woman could stay sane living in a terribly conditioned house, that’s new to her.

“Anyway, you wanna join us? We are currently having fellowship downstairs.” Alice invited her, with a creepy smile on her face.

Sarah felt uneasy. She felt something wrong with this girl, even though that she’s beautiful and well-mannered for a short time.

“Us? Wh- wait. No, no, thank you, I have to go, dear,” replied Sarah as she took her cookie basket and quickly stood from the couch. She panickly started walking toward the front door.

“No! Please wait! Let me give you some water. You need to drink! Come with me.”

Alice grabbed Sarah quickly to the basement stairs. As they started to walk down, Sarah heard small chanting.

“Shalakaba alamanakalaba skalaiabakal akabakka bakalakaba”, over and over again. Sarah saw a group of 6 women sitting down, made a circle on the basement, with 6 candles and a death rabbit in the middle.

Without words, those women stood up from their sitting position and started to walk slowly toward Sarah, while chanting the same words.

“What is all of this? Wh- who are these people?”

As Sarah was very scared of the situation, she froze to death. Alice took some of Sarah’s cookies, mixed it with rabbit’s blood, and said, “Come to the rabbit hole, god will love her”.

Last updated March 24, 2021