Ms Thompson screamed at her

As the mother's anguished wail filled the room, Ms. Thompson's calm demeanor suddenly shattered. Her eyes widened in surprise, and she let out a blood-curdling scream that harmonized with the mother's wail. The sound was deafening, and Emily and Sarah's laughter came to an abrupt halt. They stared at Ms. Thompson in shock, their eyes fixed on her contorted face.

The mother's scream slowly subsided, replaced by ragged gasps for air. She lifted her head, her face streaked with tears, and locked eyes with Ms. Thompson. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the only sound in the room the mother's labored breathing.

Ms. Thompson's scream slowly subsided, replaced by an unsettling calmness that seemed to wash over her like a wave. Her eyes, still fixed on the mother, seemed to bore into her very soul. The mother, still gasping for air, felt a shiver run down her spine as Ms. Thompson's gaze seemed to hold her in place.

Without a word, Ms. Thompson turned and gestured towards the hallway, her long arm extended like a pointer. The mother, still trying to process what was happening, slowly rose to her feet, her eyes fixed on Ms. Thompson's face. Emily and Sarah, still frozen in shock, watched in silence as their mother slowly began to move towards the hallway.

As the mother slowly began to move towards the hallway, her legs felt like lead weights, heavy and uncoordinated. She stumbled slightly, her hand grasping for the wall to steady herself. Emily and Sarah watched in silence, their eyes fixed on their mother's retreating back. Ms. Thompson's gaze never wavered, her eyes still fixed on the mother as she disappeared into the hallway.

The mother's feet seemed to move of their own accord, carrying her towards her bedroom. She felt a sense of numbness wash over her, as if she was observing herself from outside her body.