Milly

I bent down on my hands and feet and looked through the mesh, there to my horror was a man pacing up and down the width of this small room. A light, plugged into the wall shining. A noise of chains. The man was chained to the floor, I could see the chain moving as he moved. I thought” a prisoner, who had trapped him, how long had he been there?” I was so scared my throat was drying up. He sat down against the floor, his hair white, his clothes, worn and dirty. I was frozen, the air was freezing, but my muscles were reacting to the feeling of anxiety, I just couldn’t move. I gasped in shock and then the man looked up suddenly at me…his eyes as wide as golf balls, his lips dry and chapped.We were both in a trance for about 5mins. I then heard him say in a dry voice, please help..i replied ‘ok’ gulping in panic… the adrenalin rushed to my brain and I leaped up and forced my body through the bushes, I didn’t care where the gap was between the bush and the tree. I ran inside and screamed at my husband to wake up..he got up in a panic and looked at me covered in mud “What the hell is going on” I couldn’t speak, I ran into the tool cupboard and got a thin rod of metal, I ran into the garden, my husband shouting abuse at me for not saying anything to him and acting the way I was. I ran through the bushes this time ripping my nighty, The man was looking up gasping like he was having an asthma attack. I hooked the pole under the wire mesh and pushed hard, I managed to lift one side when I felt a hand grab me and the pole, it was my husband screaming “what are you doing”. I fell to the ground from the force of his strength. I tried to show him by pointing, I couldn’t talk I was out of breath. He pushed me to one side to look at through the wire mesh. He couldn’t see anything. “What is this, what are you doing?” I looked at him in horror, “the man, theres a man there, he needs help” I panted. "Theres no one there, only a lamp." I crawled forward, he was right, the room was empty. He pulled the wire mesh up with the rod and looked down properly, it was just a square stone room, with one lamp, no sign of a person at all. I was shocked, I kept shouting “hellooo hellooo where are you” My husband thought I was crazy. The next day after this traumatic event, we were told that there was a man who lived in the house in the 19th century who disappeared and no one knew where he was and his body was never found. My husband reckons I saw his ghost, and that he must have been locked in that chamber all those years ago and he must of died there. That was our last night in that house,we moved into a hotel until we managed to rent a new flat. I was so disturbed by what I had seen, I couldn’t ever sleep a wink in that place again.