Day 285

Day by day the courtyard changed but... nobody talked about it.
It started with small things - a flower changed colour or moved slightly.
Gradually the changes became bigger to the point where it was cordoned off entirely.

Today as it stood there was now a roof where an open area had once been.
The courtyard had sealed itself somehow and still nobody talked about it.
She thought to change that as, in the centre of the new roof, there was an opening.

Waiting until everyone at home had gone she made her way to the corridor overlooking it.
The roof seemed stable enough, perfectly normal even.
All things considered the roof looked as old as everything else, even though it appeared last week.

It didn't even creak when she stepped on, so far so good though she swore it shifted slightly.
The opening looked much bigger up close, big enough for a dining table at least.
Shining her torch down there seemed to be a pile of wooden pallets stacked close enough to reach.

They were fairly secure, only shaking slightly as she stretched to step onto them,
From there the floor was at least five stories down and there was no way she could jump.
Strange, the surrounding building was only three floors high.

It looked nothing like it had when she was a kid.
All the flowers had been replaced by more wooden pallets, crates and was that netting?
Didn't make sense to her, where had everything else gone?

The only thing that had remained the same there was the metal bench that Mr Tolf had died on.
Well this wasn't what she had hoped to find, though she wasn't really sure what she'd hoped for.
Something more interesting, maybe another dimension, maybe monsters maybe...

Was that crate always open?
The straw inside was filthy, had someone left an animal here?
She frantically shone her torch beam around trying to find it.

Poor thing didn't realise what was in there.

It could climb far faster then her and it was hungry.