Hey boondocks this will be the final part of the short story instead of four enjoy!
The room had a nice bed with a polished wooden bed board, nice red comforters and white pillows stuffed with feathers. Straight ahead at the widow was a heater to keep the room warm, next to it was a small TV, followed by a tiny bathroom. He set his bags down and headed to the bathroom to freshen up and put his nightshirt on and crawled in the bed. He laid there, and suddenly he heard a loud pound like a hammer: BANG BANG BANG. He looked out the window, and no one was there. He raced to the door it hadn’t been disturbed.
“Okay calm, Philip. You just had a rough night. Let just sleep, yeah, sleep.”
He crawled back under the covers and turned on the TV and fell asleep.
BANG BANG BANG! “ GET OUT GET OUT!”
“ Who said that?” asked Philip
“GET OUT GET OUT! OR I will kill you!”
His heart pounded louder than ever, his body shook like a jackhammer with sweat streaming down his cheeks.
“BANG BANG BANG! IM COMING! THERE IS NO ESCAPE FOR YOU!”
“I can’t take it anymore!” Screamed Philip he raced out of bed and tried to open the door. It was stuck.
“I’VE GOT YOU NOW!”
“Please leave me be!” Screamed Philip
His adrenaline shot through his body, and he propelled him self out the window. He fell 4 stories. Philip was dead.
A tombstone was laid were he died that night
PHILIP DIED SLEEP WALKING WITH TV ON.