Like every Saturday, I wait for Mathilde and Wace, my two grandchildren, both 13 years old. Despite their young age they are very mature people able to understand more things than kids of their age. Every Saturday I usually tell a story to these two. Their parents are Ceos of a company, so they travel a lot, I have to keep them during that time, but I can't get enough of them. As I said, I wait for the children while preparing their meal, I drop it off in the living room and wait patiently for them. Actually I'm a little stressed out. What I'm going to tell them I haven't told it to anyone.
When I hear the doorbell, I get up and ask my caregiver to open the door. The children come home and greet me warmly, my daughter Elise takes me in her arms as I exchange a fist with John, her husband. A few minutes later, I'm sitting comfortably in front of the two children who are laughing while eating their cakes. After they're done, they turn to me, probably waiting for the moment when I wilI decide to start. Is that what I want? Probably... will I regret it? I don't know... the only way to find out is trying. "Kids, today I'm not telling you a tale or a legend as usual." They seemed curious. "What are you going to tell grandpa?" "The story of my life"
"FLASHBACK"
19 February 1996.
"PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEAT BELTS, THE AIRCRAFT WILL SOON LAND."
I buckle up and get ready for landing. We soon arrive in Egypt the country of my dreams. When the plane lands I wait for it to get empty a little so I can pass, then take my suitcases and enter the airport «Luxor airport». At the exit I make my way to find the driver with a sign bearing my name... When I find him (After 15 minutes of waiting) he informs me that the apartment that the agency is paying me is only a few minutes away. When I arrived I went straight to my bed and fell into the arms of Morpheus...
My name is Jack Thomson. I'm 25 this morning. I'm an intern in the archaeology company. I've always been impressed by this kind of thing. And finally my dream comes true... But little problem my parents hate this job; for them it is «playing in the sand and the mud» my father always wanted me to become a doctor and my mother lawyer, but it never interested me... Unfortunately right now I have some family issues.
I slowly emerge from my sleep, with surprise I see that the weather outside is sunny... Which means that I slept really long... After a good shower, I drink a coffee, then leave my home to go to the company.
«The archeology center» is really huge... more than 20 floors I bet. I walk to a woman sitting behind a desk and ask her to show me the way. I arrive in front of the office of a certain «Dave McAlester» I knock and when I receive the authorization to return I enter. 10 minutes later I'm already out from the office and heading to the office that was assigned to me a few minutes earlier. As I set up my business three times in my office; I mumble a "come in!", then three people enter, a woman and two men. Hello sir, my name is Nadia Gears, this is Daniel Frank and James Jones. We are your neighbors across the way and we came to tell you that when someone gets into this company we are all going to celebrate in a local restaurant so we wanted to hear from you. "First you can call me Jack and yes I would be honored to come with you" "Ok Jack, and you can call me Nadia and them Dan' and Arth"
"Ok". Around 17:48 Dan picked me up, it's a really funny and interesting guy. We are quickly joined by Nadia and Arth'.
We are all sitting at a table when the subject of conversation drifts towards the company, Nadia tells us about the company's basement where files on it would be hidden. So we decide to go there and check... But I don't think that was the best idea...
Everyone was looking on their own when Dan said, "hey! I found something," we brought it closer and on the top of the page we read "THE SUBJECT PATRICKE WILSON," curious we placed ourselves so then we could all see and we started reading.
"THE SUBJECT PATRICKE WILSON"
Patrick Wilson the former billionaire died on April 12, 1976 burned in his house. It is said that one evening Patrick went home but when he arrived he found his house on fire. Suddenly remembering that his only son was alone in there... He rushed to the door of the house and kicked it hard and the door witch was burned by the smoke collapsed, he climbed the stairs with difficulty because several pieces of burnt wood fell from the ceiling. He finally reached the door to his son's room, which he tried to open in vain. Despite the burning wood and the smoke, the father could perfectly hear the screams of his son «DADYY!!!!!!! SAVEEEE MEEE!!!!! But the door did'nt want to open... The child continued to shout what made the father growl with anger «HELP MEE!!!!!!!!! I BEG YOU HELP MEE, I'M HUURT!!!!!! DADDY» unfortunately both of the father and the son burned with the house.
The ruin of the house was used to build the archaeology enterprise, some people say that the father still lurks until he succeeds in opening the door and taking out his son and if imitates his son he will come back and try to open the door.
This story is really creepy I would never have believed that, I turn to my colleagues and find that Nadia seems terrified, Arth' is indifferent... but Dan' has a smile on the corner... this kind of smile that hides a bad idea, and I was right to think that...
"Do you want to do something?" Nadia asked, "What does the paper say, yes... Dan replied, "WHAT? But are you sick or...?" "Come on!!! Don't be a pussy..."I don't mind, we have nothing to lose after all. No? » Dan' didn't wait and started "DADYY!!!!!!!!!!!" Nadia was terrified, we had the impression that she would fall from one moment to another... then «HEELP!!!!! DADYYY SAVE MEEE» suddenly the blows on the door made us all startled. The blows was strong, but Dan continued to shout, "DADYYY WHERE ARE YOU PLEASE" The blows were stronger and I thought I even heard moans. Suddenly a horrible smell filled the room it was a burning smell. This time Dan' screamed because he was scared, from what I see he is even in total panic, Arth' vomit on the carpet, Nadia horrified vomited too, without I expected it I did the same. The cries redoubled, Arth was still standing in the middle of the room, Dan was still panicking, and Nadia and I were on the ground.
Little by little the screams diminished, but Dan didn't. Then they stopped completely, Arth seemed to wake up he turned to us took a book and got closer to the door, he made a count with his fingers then opened it.... Nothing... then suddenly a hand came out of nowhere grabbing Arth by the waist and pulled him towards her, then the door closed...
«RETURN TO THE PRESENT» (2031)
«But what happened to the others? asks Mathilde» «Arth' disappeared, Dan is in a psychiatric hospital, Nadia and I have been traumatized, since that day I can no longer dare open a door..." "That's why Nathalie (The Housekeeper) is the one who opens the door?" "Yes. Well kids, I'll leave you with her, I have to go see your grandmother..." "Good-bye" they greeted me.
I walked to the room as usual and came in then whispered, "Hi Nadia..." Nadia is in a coma but following a car accident, after the incident I did not dare to leave her alone, I helped her then a few years later we got married and we had a beautiful daughter who had equally beautiful children.
I had just put my head on the pillow-free place when someone knocked, for a moment I was scared, but I swallowed my fear and went to it and opened... I was petrified on the spot, my blood did only one turn, my heart missed a beat, in front of me, is standing a man... a smiling man... this man I know, how to forget?... James Jones standing in front of me smiling but the only thing I can think of is... How can James Jones the young man who is missing since 35 years, be in front of me when he hasn't changed an inch and is the same Arthur of 35 years old?