Six of Swords

Our Rooming House—NIGHT

Hearing about the ghost of the pointing lady, from Maggie the landlord, Andrea and I are both scared and intrigued about staying our first night in our new place. As we get into the four poster bed, I think I may see some shadowy figures in the hallway. As we are about to shut the lights, I see the shades are being pulled back, as if by an invisible hand. I think of the pointing lady and that maybe she wants us to look outside. Pointing to the window as it were. I say as much to Andrea, but neither of us dares to go take a look.

We hide under the covers. The lights go out on their own.

As my eyes adjust to the dark, I can spot a figure of a young woman by the window, she is indeed pointing. Now that I see her I am not so scared. I go up to her hoping she won’t disappear. She is pretty albeit somewhat transparent. She is in a yellow dress, or at least it feels yellow, as best I can make out a transparent garment in the dark.

As I go up behind her, it seems I can feel her breath and warmth. That’s surprising. She smiles.

“Show me where,” I say and stoop to better follow her pointing arm, “There in the yard?” She shakes her head “No.” Finally I get directly behind her shoulder and look.

“There by that big tree, in the grass?” This time she nods “Yes,” smiles and disappears.

I turn back to Andrea, but she has gone for help. She soon returns not knowing who to alert on such an occasion. I tell her what happened but to keep it quiet until we find out what is going on with that tree.