What Lies Hidden in Your Closet: Part Seven
"How did you find the door behind the dollhouse?" Kalina
"Well, I didn't find it for a very long time.
But before telling about the door in the closet, I must tell you about another
event that occurred before I found the door. It happened on yet another day
when my owner was out of the house. Because I was still young and stupid, I
snuck back into the potion laboratory. Sitting on the table, in the exact same
place as the morphing potion had been, was a milky, white potion. Of course,
I didn't think twice before taking a sip of the potion. As you can expect, something
happened when I drank this potion... I became a ghost.
"Now, you may be sitting here, thinking that
I should have simply done what I had before - grab some Neopoints and run into
town to buy a morphing potion. The problem was, I didn't have enough Neopoints
left for a morphing potion, and I doubted I could get back home in time anyway.
Come to think of it," said Sury, now in deep thought, "I'm not sure a morphing
potion would have done anything. I was terrified at the prospect of my owner
coming home and finding that I had been trespassing into her hidden room, so
I decided that I would hide in my closet to postpone the moment.
"I was still a very young pet at that point,
so logic didn't influence my ideas of living in my closet for the rest of my
life. I actually didn't think it'd be all that bad living in my closet - at
least I had my dollhouse and other toys there to play with. When I was that
young, my toys were all I needed. So, just like any other time, I had walked
into the closet and plopped down on the floor in front of the dollhouse. One
of my dolls had been left lying on one of the miniature beds in the house, so
I reached to pick the doll up... and my paw went through the floor of the dollhouse!
As you would expect, I was completely shocked, so I stuck my paw back through
the floor of the dollhouse, completely expecting to find that my imagination
had simply been acting up, but of course, it hadn't. And that was how I found
out about the door in the closet. After sticking my arm into the house yet another
time, I had noticed that I hadn't touched a wall, so I simply got up and walked
straight through into that passageway you saw earlier. That was a mistake that
I've regretted every moment since I did it.
"After finding myself in the passageway, I decided
to explore. I mean, who wouldn't? That stone hallway is very interesting, I
must tell you. Smaller hallways branch off from it, but many of those hallways
appear and disappear with predictable regularity. One of those hallways is the
one that leads into this room. Now, I'm sure you noticed several wooden doors
in that hallway, all of them quite similar to the ones in your closet and the
closet of your owner's. Behind those doors are several more rooms, all of them
an alternate version of 'visible' rooms in the house. For example, there is
a living room behind one of those doors. It looks very similar to the real living
room in this house, but it feels..." Sury stopped, trying to find the word she
wanted to use. "It seems strange, somehow. The atmosphere of the room feels
very suspicious, very fake. It's hard to explain. Behind the rest of the doors
are other copies of rooms in the house. The hidden hallway and its adjacent
rooms could be a house in itself! That is why," she said, giving a small nod,
"the house appears to be bigger on the outside than it is on the inside. Extra
rooms are hidden all over the place.
"Later that night, while I was still exploring
the hallway, I heard my owner enter into her potions laboratory. I snuck through
that skinny passage that I took you through and went to spy on her. Somehow,
she had found out about me sneaking into her laboratory, and she already knew
I had consumed some of her ghost potion. I shouldn't have been all that surprised
really." Sury shrugged.
"What did your owner do?"
"Well, I heard her mumbling something about
enchanting the doorways. At the time, I had no idea what that meant, but I quickly
found out. The doorways she had been referring to were the ones leading into
my closet and her bedroom. In this way, she was able to trap me here. Night
after night, I would frantically beat my paws against the inside of the closet
door, but it would never open, and because it had been enchanted, I wasn't able
to just slip through.
"Those common rumors about ghosts being able
to walk through all walls are untrue. As a ghost, I have only ever been able
to walk through unenchanted doorways. Not walls. So, I was trapped in the hidden
section of the house.
"It gets incredibly boring being a ghost, especially
when you're trapped in one place day after day. Eventually, my owner packed
up her things and moved out of the house, and other people came to live in this
house. None of the families had any young pets, however. At least, not until
yours. Before you, there were other people who came to live in this house, but
all of them were intent of stripping my beloved playroom of a closet of its
toys, and I didn't like that. When you're a ghost, you never have to eat, or
sleep, or do anything that normal pets do. Playing with my toys often made me
forget that I was a trapped ghost, so I did it as much as possible.
"When you came to this house, you brought more
toys with you, and I liked that... so I let you stay. All of the previous owners
I had scared away." She laughed - not evilly, although her style of laughter
did frighten Kalina a little. "However, I did sometimes dislike having you around.
You would go into the closet often to play, so I had to stay hidden. I'd come
out and play at night, while you were sleeping." Sury's expression turned slightly
sour. "Your owner caught me one night," she said softly, looking away.
"She what?!" Kalina replied, shocked that her
owner had already known a ghost was lurking in parts of the house.
"Yes. It was on the night of your first day
in this house. You had heard me making noise, so you crawled out of bed and
fell asleep in front of the door. That is what your owner told me, at least.
She poked her head into your bedroom to see how you were sleeping, and she found
you asleep on the floor, lying against the door. Without any warning, she walked
over to the closet and barged right into it. I didn't even have time to hide!
"She didn't punish me too badly for making lots
of noise," she admitted. "All she did was tell me to be quieter at night. Heh,
and she also told me to stay away from her potions. She'd heard the stories
about me from somewhere, I guess. Really, she didn't have to tell me not to
touch her potions. Not only had I already learned my lesson, but I can't drink
them anyway! In addition, she also requested that I make sure that you didn't
drink any of them, if you happened to find your way back into that room."
"Wait... her potions?"
"Yes, of course! She does very nearly the same
thing that my owner did. It's just one of her hobbies, I suppose. It was the
same way for--" Sury abruptly stopped in the middle of her sentence, and her
ears perked up. "Wait," she said cautiously, walking quickly but silently across
the room. She pressed one of her ears up against the solid stone wall and listened
for a moment. Then she gave a worried glance to Kalina, who was becoming suspicious.
So far, Kalina hadn't been able to detect any strange noises, so she had no
idea what Sury was hearing. "She's coming," she announced in a loud whisper.
"She is?" Kalina asked worriedly, trying not
to panic but failing. "What are we going to do? I can't let my owner see me
The footsteps neared, and Kalina was becoming
worried. She looked over in the direction of Sury to ask where she should hide,
but Sury was nowhere to be seen. Of course! Kalina thought. She disappears
just when I need her. Wait a second! This is no time for sarcastic thoughts;
I need to find somewhere to hide! As the door started to creak open, Kalina
dove under one of the grey tables, hoping that the room was dark enough to hide
To be continued...