The Shift by Fiona Dodwell

Excerpt from The Shift

Michael went along to each room that was being used by a resident, pushing open each door quietly and peering in. He’d been told by Roger that during each night shift, every room that was occupied had to be checked – to ensure no one had fallen to the floor or needed help of any sort. To Michael’s relief, all of those on the top floor appeared to be fast asleep.

Closing the last bedroom door behind him and turning back to the hallway, Michael looked up and his eyes fell onto a shadowy figure at the end of the hallway by the stairs. His heart galloped ferociously in his chest and he took an involuntary step back. “Who are you?” he gasped, a tremor rippling through his voice.

The dark, silhouetted figure remained still and frozen, but Michael knew instinctively that it – whatever or whoever it was – was watching him. Closely. Get Out. Go. Leave. No words were spoken, but the thought was conveyed to him as he stared at the unnatural sight of the spectre at the end of the long corridor. It was only when – finding his strength and courage at last – Michael began to move slowly towards the being that it turned and disappeared into the wall in front of him.

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