She Opens the Book

Yes!

Opening the book, she found her self looking at a blank page. Confused by the emptiness of the book, she flipped through the pages like a flip-book as each page was as the first, blank. As she fanned through the empty pages, a small gust from the flipping action of pages brushed across her and she gasped as it felt like the gust of air pierced through her, sending goosebumps up her arms. She stopped fanning the papers as she attempted to get her breath back.

The gust of air felt like no ordinary gust of air. It felt like a body had momentary pressed against her before passing through her. A sound behind her caught her attention and she turned her head around. Staring into the shadow next to her sons dresser, she dropped the book back on his bed. Turning her entire body to face the shadowed corner next the dresser, she stepped slowly towards it. The temperature in the room had somewhat dropped a bit more than it had been and she pulled her robe tighter against her. She could see her breath during each exhale. As she got closer to the the shadow, she felt it beckon her to get closer. The anticipation of what was going to happen heightened.