Suddenly woken up from deep slumber, I looked at the mobile screen with bleary eyes.
I shook my head trying to keep my eyes open and slowly trudged towards the door, fumbled for the light switch. It took me a good one minute to locate it.
The lights came on. Hand on the door knob,I made to turn it when…….
Suddenly I was wide awake. Hey! What am I doing? It’s just 2 am and I am all alone in the house. Who can it be at this unearthly hour?
Fear overtook me. I looked through the peep hole but not finding even a soul in sight I waited.
This time the knocking was louder and more persistent.
“Who’s there?” I asked trying my best to keep away that tremble from my tone.
No answer. Instead the uninvited just knocked once again. Beads of perspiration gathered around my brows and slowly started to trickle down the temples. I was at a loss. Who do I call up at this hour?
I could take it no more. That gnawing fear of the unknown was slowly getting on my nerves. I had to know who it was and why. I slowly tip-toed to the easy chair lying in a corner of the room, pulled out the wooden rod that held the cloth from slipping out and walked back to the door.
Letting out a silent prayer I slowly turned the knob and waited with bated breath for the uninvited guest to enter. My hands were perspiring profusely. Yet, I maintained a steady grip on the rod.
Seconds passed by slowly. Nothing happened.
Just as I was about to relax, there was a flurry of activity at the door and in a flash the attack took place. I yelled and the rod slipped down to the floor with a heavy thud. I jumped on to the nearest chair shivering, hand to mouth.
The visitor looked at me with surprised eyes and before I could react turned and scurried out into the darkness.
Slowly, still shivering from the fright, I got down from the chair and cursing the rodent slammed the door shut. Leaning on it I tried to steady my racing heart.
Minutes later peals of laughter reverberated through the room. Tears flowed from my eyes as I held my stomach tight.