The only upside was that Shilpa’s body wasn’t even close to being winded. If I got spooked, I could run back upstairs without the risk of a heart attack. I hadn’t been so certain of that with Darla.Even with the lights going, I still flipped on the flashlight. The little extra bit of illumination made me feel a bit better as I walked toward the rear room. I didn’t know what I expected to find. For all I knew, the weirdness on the floor was just the result of Harold dropping a can of paint and not bothering to clean it up. My gut, however, didn’t quite believe that.When I had last been down here, I’d gotten a strange feeling when nearing that room. It might have just been Darla’s body reacting to my over-active imagination, but somehow I didn’t buy that either.Stepping to the doorway confirmed that feeling. Again, I felt...weird. It was like a low level electric current was running through my body. It wasn’t just my imagination either. I could feel the hairs on my neck standing up and, looking down, I saw that my nipples were entirely erect.
