The Specter by MalevolentMurderer

A whisper in the room

The whisper strikes through the darkness,and I struggle to meet it clutching at the sound.

"Naraku!" It comes again, a terrifing hiss.

Did something in the darkness move? Is something there? I grope(ha ha she said "grope"!) around for the light cord that dangles over the metal headboard of my hospital bed.

"Who's there?" I stammer, and the sound of my voice in that dark room frightens me even more.

No one answers, but I can feel the tension of somebody listening.My fingers jerk the cord, and I swing my feet over the edge of the bed. With the courage that comes only from that rush of light, I jump up and throw back the sheetof white,cotton curtain that separates my bed from that of the child by the window.