Chapter 5: Something in the Attic
…in which Carrie finds a music box and Guy brings a book…
The bank of smothering cloud hung over the sea, flat and grey like a tin lid on top of the world. She thought she heard someone calling, but there was only a lone figure walking the path in silence.C. M. Rosens, The Crows, pp. 90-91
As she looked up, the figure stopped, hands in their pockets and hidden by their quilted coat, watching her. Prickles washed along Carrie’s back, lapping at her fight-or-flight response.
It wasn’t the right build for Phil.
She thought she could hear a whistle on the edge of hearing, sounding shrill and faint from some distant, invisible source. The figure jerked into a crouch, reaching for her across the gulf with crooked gloved fingers like talons.
It was the pose of a pounce.
Something in the attic is one of my favourite tropes, and I did a post on it here.