I knock on the door. The door opens and I enter the house. There was no one there. I shout: Is someone home? I am your postwoman, I have brought you, your mail. Silence. No one answers me. Suddenly a black cat runs past me, and I get scared. Scared as I was, I enter the house, take a few steps forward, the door closes behind me, I turn my head, there was no one there.
I turn my head, and suddenly Mr. Ferid appears in front of me. You scare me terribly, I spit in my chest a second time, that's how my mother taught me. When you get scared, I spit in my chest so that evil will flee from you.
Hello!! I am your postwoman, I have brought you, your mail.
Mr. Ferid approaches me and looks me in the eyes, tells me to sit on the sofa, to serve me lemonade. He invites me into the living room, I follow him and, being good, I sit down on the comfortable sofa.
He started telling me that I was a beautiful, smart woman, that you were really good. I didn't understand what he meant by "that I was good". He continued with his praise and his cold gaze. He looked me from head to toe. He had practically read all my thoughts. I felt it.
You drink lemonade because my wife Mathilde is coming with our little boy from the supermarket, you will meet her.
Ferid: Ah, yes! I want to invite you to dinner tomorrow, you are the first person to come to our dinner!! We haven't invited anyone to dinner. It would be a great pleasure for us if you came tomorrow at 8 pm.
At this time, a blonde woman and a boy of about 12 years old come in through the door.
Ferid: Oh! Mathilda, you have finally come, look what a guest we have. I invited her to dinner tomorrow at 8 pm. A good opportunity to meet our postwoman, Ferid says to his wife.
Come and meet her too. Meanwhile, I drink my lemonade, and their black cat sits next to me on the sofa. I hadn't even noticed her and it scares me terribly.
I introduce myself to both members of the family. The wife and child disappear into the kitchen, the husband leads me to the door.
He whispers in my ear, touching my neck with his hand, you have a beautiful neck, I would eat you with gusto, you smell good, I would lick you all over.
Let me. Why let me. Your neck is now mine. Mmm, how good it is and what a pleasant smell you have. What perfume did you wear?
You know I like you a lot. I can't wait for you to come tomorrow!!
Will you come to dinner tomorrow? Do you want to be my mistress? I will give you an eternal life, like no one has ever had.
I step aside. I apologize. I leave Mr. Ferid's house and leave.
Scared. I didn't know what to think. It was like I had dreamed. I told myself in my mind that I was paranoid that I had dreamed.
Then I see Mr. Ferid looking at me, leading me with his gaze. A shiver ran through me.
But I calm down and tell myself that it was my imagination.
At night I had a nightmare that I woke up from sleep, I didn't sleep until the morning. I was scared, I was happy, that it wasn't real. It was just a dream.
The next day, I came to honor the invitation of the X family. I had knocked on the door. He opened it for me, the owner of the house, I had invited me in.
My wife is working in the kitchen, and my son is upstairs in the room. So don't be ashamed. I haven't drawn attention to their faces, until now. But after I entered their house, the light from the bulb, I could see their faces clearly.
Mr. Ferid had invited me to drink a glass of wine. He had politely refused because I don't drink alcoholic beverages. They looked at me with threatening, hypnotic eyes, they had convinced me to drink that glass of red wine.
They entered the living room where the table had been set, the cutlery was set, all the dishes. They had sat me on the sofa, Mr. Ferid poured me a glass of red wine, like human blood, we took a sip.
But I asked him: You don't serve a glass of wine with me. Of course I serve with you.
Please don't tell me You, tell me You, Ferid begged me.
I'm waiting for Matilda to set the table, because I'm hungry, I haven't eaten all day.
Why? I ask him: We have a more special meal, we don't eat just anything. We have to go hunting to get our food.
Me: But what kind of food do you get?
Ferid: Animals. My wife and I had a fight today. In fact, we're getting a divorce, because we haven't been getting along at all lately. So you'll take her place.
We live together because of our child, 12-year-old Gelul.
Do you want to be my mistress?, Ferid asks me. You didn't answer my question yesterday.
Ah, Mathilda, but where is Gelul? He calls out to his wife in the living room from the direction of the kitchen.
The door opened, it was Mathilda. She answers him in a hoarse voice. You know she's in his room.
I call him. Have we not met? Mathilda said to me.
Me: No.
My name is Mathilda.
Maria. Nice to meet you
Mathilda: I am also pleased to meet you..
You are very beautiful and appetizing. My husband had been talking to me about you all day today.
In the other room, Mr. Ferid could be heard calling Gigel.
Gigel come to the table, we have guests, Ferid's voice could be heard!!
From above, the child's voice could be heard: Come on, father, I'll be down immediately!!!
But what did your husband say about me, that he likes you very much, very appetizing.
My husband has been talking to me about you all day today.
In the other room, Mr. Ferid for a long time. And now it was filling up quickly, they hadn't even noticed that I was really drunk. The glass was filling up again.
Mr. Mathilde had headed to the kitchen, probably had something in the oven, and they hadn't announced loudly that we would have dinner in 10 minutes.
I had looked out the window, it had really gotten dark. Somewhere in the distance I could hear thunder and lightning. It's going to rain, Mr. Ferid was saying. I can stand the rain.
But Maria, do you like the rain?, Ferid asked me.
Yes, I do, I answer!!
Ferid: What good does it mean that we don't match perfectly, looking at me.
His gaze was cold and empty. He was following me constantly, I couldn't think and he was really nesting there.
I was looking for a clock and a mirror in that house, and I couldn't see it at all. Ferid noticed my insistent searches, understood immediately and replied: that's not what you're looking for!!
I was puzzled. Here you go!?
Ferid: Maria, look for the clock and the mirror. But we don't have these things in the house, we only have one in the bathroom.
Matilde doesn't like mirrors
Me: Why? I ask him
Ferid: It's a whole story, Ferid answered!! But I'll answer you another time.
At this time, Mathilda entered with a plate, coming from the kitchen, but from another room comes their son.
Gigel, good that you've come, come and meet our new guest. From today on she'll come to us more often.
Gigel: Good morning!! Delighted to meet you.
Maria: Good morning!! Also.
I looked at both girls, the boy's face looked more rosy than the two, but they looked more pale gray in the face. I was impressed by their faces.
Are they sick? He asks me the question. Suddenly Mr. Ferid said that they are not sick.
That's how we were born. More gray white on the surface of the body.
The family members sit at the table, they invite me to take a seat next to Mr. Ferid.
The two husbands, at one end of the table, and I and their son, sit face to face.
I next to Mr. Ferid, but Gigel closer to Mrs. Matilda.
Outside it started to rain, thunder and lightning. I was looking in my bag for my phone to see what time it was. It was 11:00 PM, it was late. I'll stay home a little longer. I'll call a taxi.
On the table was a crier with beans as a side dish, next to it was potatoes, salad, heart in blood with macaroni.
I had looked at the dishes on the table for a long time and I frowned. I wanted to ask what the meat dishes were made of.
But Mathilda replied that all the dishes were made of cow and sheep. I had calmed down a bit. I had looked at my phone, it was already past midnight. I was worried, I wanted to go home.
It was still raining hard outside, the wind was blowing terribly.
I quickly drank my wine, the glass remained empty. I thanked them for their hospitality, I got up from my chair.
I asked them if they had a phone, to order a taxi.
Mr. Ferid answered: We are sorry, but we do not have a phone.
I took my phone out of my purse. I dialed the number of the taxi companies.
It says: The phone is out of range.
Mr. Ferid: We are sorry!! But here in our area we have no coverage. That's why we don't have a phone, only our son, he has internet on his computer. While they were talking about the internet and the computer.
The lights had also gone out. The house was completely dark, nothing could be seen, only the light from the lightning still lit the room.
Matilda lit all the candles in the house, Ferid went to see why the lights were out, and Gigel kept me company.
This happens often with us, Gigel told me.
Mr. Ferid appeared, unfortunately we have a power outage, we won't have electricity until the next day.
Matilda comes with a proposal, to stay with us. We have enough rooms, you will sleep between our room and our son's.
Mr. Ferid: Yes, my dear, it's a good idea, just stay with us and you'll leave safely tomorrow, and the rain will stop. But it's predicted to rain all night. It's dark outside. It's dark to walk the streets alone at this hour.
Even the taxi won't be able to get to us, because the road is difficult.
Gigel, disappeared into the kitchen, helped his mother clear the table and wash the dishes. Raised voices could be heard, they were both arguing.
It was unclear what they were saying. I noticed something was missing. But I didn't know what. When their cat sat down next to me, I hadn't even noticed it, I was scared.
I had walked around the ground floor of the house out of curiosity, the whole house was lit by the light of the candles that Matilde had placed. A man's voice could be heard.
Maria, where are you?, Ferid called out to me. Here you are, I think I lost you. What would I do without you?
I was getting to know your house, I replied.
Ferid: Do you like the house a lot?
Me: Yes, very much!!
Ferid: This is what Matilde arranged. It's beautiful, and I like it a lot. I feel good.
But unfortunately we want to sell it!
Me: Why?
Ferid: Because we want to get divorced, we don't understand each other at all, lately.
Matilde calls us both for tea and cake.
Gigel: Gogo where have you been, I've been looking for you, she petted her black cat. I've prepared something for you to eat.
Around 24:30 we and drinks tea, and so I'm fat. Who will look at me again, from today on.. It's a good thing they don't have a mirror to see how much time I've rounded up.
Suddenly, Mr. Ferid's voice is heard, telling me: But, Maria, you're not fat at all, you look very good. I told you that today you'll be mine forever. If I didn't tell you, then when I say now.
I was dizzy, I didn't understand what he wanted to say, I thought maybe he was joking.
Oh, thank you for the compliments, you're very nice and kind.
At a certain point, Gigel's voice is heard: Dad, Mom and time for bed.
Yes, my dear, we're going to bed, they gave a surprised look, they looked at each other, so that I wouldn't notice that they were hiding something from me. A secret known only to them.
And that they don't expect their son to speak in front of a stranger with such a tone.
Ferid: Mathilda, show me the room where our guest will sleep.
Mathilda: Yes, my dear!! Mathilda took a candle from the right side of the table and went to the wardrobe in one of the rooms and brought me a nightstand.
She asked me to follow her so she could show me where I would sleep. They went up the stairs to the upper floor, took the right side, the 3 rooms were next to each other. My room was in the middle, the bathroom was on the left. Then there was a long corridor, with several rooms.
Mathilda unlocked the door of the room, with the candle a good light. The air in the room was cold and closed, as if a window hadn't been opened for a long time.
I put on a thicker down jacket so that you wouldn't be cold at night, because it was raining and windy outside. I don't want it to be cold, Mathilda had told me.
Excuse me, this room hasn't been aired for a long time and hasn't been cleaned. But I hope you feel good and can sleep comfortably.
Dust and cobwebs covered the whole room, giving it an air of mystery and strangeness. He had left the candlestick on the table and wished me good night. I also wished him good night.
I left my clothes neatly arranged on a chair. I looked around the room, I felt an air of mystery. It was as if this room belonged to someone, but that someone left a long time ago. But he left his mark on it.
A man's footsteps could be heard in the corridor, they stopped at my door. He knocked on the door.
I ask: Who?
I'm Ferid!! I came to say good night!!
I approach the door and open it.
He says to me: Excuse me for scaring you. I invite him in. He politely refuses. I don't want to sit on your head, it's obvious that you're tired.
Ferid: I wanted to tell you that I'm very glad that you stayed with us overnight. I won't keep you long. I wish you good night!!
Me: Thank you for everything!! Good night!!
Thunder and lightning are outside, it's raining heavily. They take the candlestick and put it on the bedside table. My bed was between 2 windows, facing the door, on the right side was the fireplace.
I put out the candlestick and get into bed. No sooner do I fall asleep than I hear rustling and strange noises in the room. I get so scared I don't dare open my eyes.
I hear the rustling of the sheets. I feel the weight of his body on mine. I open my eyes, above me, Ferid was standing, with his sharp fangs above me, like a wolf, with his fingers with large angles. He grabbed me, held me tightly, twisted my neck so he could lick me, he had a really bad smell, it smelled like a corpse. It was like they had eaten a pickle.
I was writhing, like a gentle sheep about to be slaughtered. I struggle with all my might.
I reach for the candlestick on the bedside table and hit Ferid hard on the head. He falls down and at some point, he disappears, I don't see him anymore. I look down and I don't see him anymore, he's disappeared.
Scared, I try to light the candles, but I can't find any matches.
Blood was flowing down my neck, I was trying to wipe it off. I was in a state of shock. I couldn't believe what had happened to me. I didn't sleep all night.
The rain had stopped. Towards morning, I got dressed and left. I ran until my legs ached. But I was running. I didn't look back. But I felt that someone was watching me.
I took a taxi and off I went. I didn't tell anyone about this event. I resigned from my job as a postwoman, were eating cake and drinking tea. I was thinking who is eating cake at this hour .
Written by Bogus Elena
