Try the door again

With her eyes locked on the wardrobe for fear of seeing its terrifying contents, Leanne pressed her back to the door. Her hand was still on the handle and no matter how frantically she tugged on it, the door wouldn't move. Then she felt some movement from the other side. The handle turned in her hand and the door opened. Striking Leanne in the back.

"Oh, sorry." Relieved to hear a friendly voice, she turned to see who was at the door. Stepping back to allow them to enter while keeping a cautious eye on the wardrobe. The door opened and there was a pretty blonde girl around Leanne's age standing staring at her. "Hi, what are you doing in here?"

"Oh, thank God you're here," cried Leanne. Wrapping her arms around the girl and giving her a tight hug.

"You're... You're welcome," replied the girl. Startled at the sudden welcome from the strange young woman she'd just met.

"I was trapped in here. I couldn't open the door," Leanne continued. She took a moment to compose herself and then released her hold on the blonde. "I'm Leanne. I'm volunteering today."

"Hi, Leanne." replied the girl. "I'm Sophie. I work here a few afternoons a week. Just helping out where I can." The two girls smiled at each other before Sophie spoke again. "Why were you in here in the first place?"

"I was... waiting for Abbie." replied Leanne. A little untruthfully. "But then..." Leanne fell silent mid-sentence as her eyes turned to the wardrobe.

"What... What's in there?" asked Sophie nervously. Leanne didn't answer. She just continued staring anxiously at the inanimate furniture. The fear in the young woman's eyes grabbed Sophie's curiosity and she stepped passed Leanne to investigate for herself.

"Wait!" yelled Leanne. "Don't..." But Sophie had already reached the wardrobe and was peering inside.

"I don't see what's so bad. It's just a..." Before the young blonde could finish her statement she was grabbed by something from within the wardrobe and dragged inside. Leanne shrieked as she saw the girl disappear from view. Her hands clamped to her mouth in shock.

She stood breathing heavily as she waited for Sophie to reappear. But there was no movement. Neither from the attractive blonde or anything more terrifying. Slowly she stepped to where the girl last stood. Steeling herself for action she peered around the door of the closet. There was no sign of Sophie or anyone else. The wardrobe completely empty.