What Dwells Below
Victor had always been afraid of the basement. It was dark even with the lights on and the shadows seemed to come alive when he went down there. The sounds of small things scurrying and the tang of mold had him convinced something lived down there. He was always quick to get what he needed from the basement and flee in something approximating terror.
Eventually, he found it was true. Victor had been sent down to the basement to retrieve a bag of ice from the freezer. The basement seemed even darker. He drifted on uncertain feet to the freezer. The scuttling noises seemed to get louder. Victor felt like he was being watched.
