Dr. NoSleep
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A sickening sound.
A crash came from upstairs, followed closely by a yelp of surprise.
Irma!
Benito shouted, angry.
Then a meaty thud sounded, and Benito screamed in pain.
Irma screamed, but the sound was soon muffled, as if someone had pressed a hand to her mouth.
In the dark, under the stairs, I could see the whites of Delia's eyes as she stared at me.
My heart was beating so hard I felt sick.
Each beat pulsed around the outside of my vision.
I whispered, tucking her shorts back up her legs.
She took over, pulling them all the way up.
Where's your phone?
I asked.
On the coffee table.
I reached to the side, retrieving my cell phone from where I'd put it.
I had to look up the house's address from my Maps app, and then I texted it to 911.
Under the house, I said, shifting to move toward the crawlspace door.
As Delia moved, she bumped her head on a stair with a loud thud.
A man said from the living room, Go!
I hissed, opening the door and shoving Delia into the dark crawlspace.