Cellar
20 Mop and Bucket

Anna is sleeping in a bedroom, in a big bed. She wakes up with a start in the middle of the night. She gets up and goes for a wander. She heads for the cellar door and tries the handle again. Still locked. She peers again through the keyhole.

She thinks she sees two figures. And there is that chill again. She moves away. She gets a bucket and mop and starts to clean the floor to get rid of her nervous energy. And then it is daylight and she is in bed, and there is a hand stroking her face.

20 Mop and Bucket

Anna is sleeping in a bedroom, in a big bed. She wakes up with a start in the middle of the night. She gets up and goes for a wander. She heads for the cellar door and tries the handle again. Still locked. She peers again through the keyhole.

She thinks she sees two figures. And there is that chill again. She moves away. She gets a bucket and mop and starts to clean the floor to get rid of her nervous energy. And then it is daylight and she is in bed, and there is a hand stroking her face.