The Legend of the Firewalker Read Free

No wonder I can’t find a date!”
    She made a quick assessment of her side of the room and pretty much decided that everything was packed. I guess it’s time for a shower, she thought sarcastically.
    Leah opened her closet door and pulled out the clean clothing and hand and body towels she had put aside for he rself while packing. Stepping out into the hallway, she immediately noticed the lights at her end of the floor were off. It was incredibly quiet, being that it was the end of the semester and the last day before move-out. “Someone on the floor must be playing a joke,” she murmured.
    She headed over to try the hallway light switch located on the opposite wall, but nothing happened. Gosh, she thought. The circuit breaker must be tripped or something — and on our last day here.
    Paying careful attention not to bump into the round tables in the common room, she slowly headed towards the bathroom. “Well, at least the bathroom lights are still working,” she said aloud.
    She froze as soon as she entered the bathroom because it was equally quiet. “This is definitely weird,” she mumbled, while shaking her head. 
    Leah placed the items she was holding on one of the sinks lined against an enormous wall mirror. She looked down to wet her toothbrush under the cool water as the shadow of what looked like a person entered the shower area. She jerked up. “Hello?” she called out.
    Her stomach twisted in knots as she waited, and her hand trembled slightly as she shut off the water. The silence was deafening, and she cringed at a muffled creaking noise. “R elax, Leah,” she sighed, composing herself. “It’s probably just the water pipes in the shower.”
    Leah bent over again to rinse her mouth out with water, when a soft, high-pitched wail reverberated from the shower area. “Hello?” she cried out.
    Instinctively, she looked into the large mirror and immediately turned around to scan the room. The sound continued to screech like grinding metal. “What is that?” she mumbled.  
    Leah looked intently around the room for anything that could have made the noise. Surely, the person in the shower must have heard that, she thought. Taking a deep breath, she shook her head.
    “These nightmares have me so paranoid. I need to get a grip on myself!”
    She turned back around to begin brushing her teeth, but another high-pitched sound pierced the air. “Leeah!” a voice shrieked out.
    Leah froze instantly. Goose bumps shot down her back. “I know that voice,” she stuttered, her hands trembling in fear. “It’s that woman’s from my dreams!”
    Panic rippled throughout Leah’s body and her heart throbbed forcibly against her chest. She struggled to move. “Leeeahh!” the metallic voice rang out again — this time louder, echoing and bouncing off the walls.
    Frantically, Leah’s eyes raced around the room for the source of the sound. “This can’t be real,” she said, her voice trembling. “It’s — it’s just a dream.” As Leah spun around, her mind flooded with images of the shadowy figure that hunted her in her nightmares. “This just can’t be!”
    Suddenly, a loud bang came from one of the shower stalls, followed by the sound of quick footsteps. “Move Leah, move ,” Leah whispered.
    Quickly, she scanned the room and against one of the walls, shoved in a corner, was an old broom. With broom in hand, Leah crept over to where she heard the noise to defend herself from what she thought was her mysterious attacker. After all the terror-filled nights, she didn’t want to run an ymore. She didn’t want to live in fear. She wanted to face her pursuer. 
    “Aaaah!”
    The sound of two different screams echoed throughout the hallway and the bathroom. “Oh, my God, Leah!” said Lafonda, stepping out of the shower stall. “You scared me.”
    Still a little shaken, Leah stood there with broom in hand. She took a couple of deep breaths to try to relieve the tigh tness she still felt in her