"Estadey,...Estadey, hey wake up now ." a woman gently shook her from her peaceful sleep.
Estadey slowly stirred out of sleep and started rubbing her eyes while yawning.
"How do I look?" the woman asked her.
Estadey was stunned to see her mother .
A woman in her mid-forties,lavishly dressed in a royal green colored dress. Her face smooth,young and beautiful.
Almost like a woman in her early twenties.
"Estadey can you hurry up ,I need to leave."Melanie told her while impatiently tapping her foot on the floor .
"You look gorgeous mother. "She complimented her mother, a warm smile spreading across Estadey's face.
'Alright then, I shall be on my way." Melanie waved at her and took her hand bag from the bead side table but stopped in her tracks before opening the door.
" I'll be back tomorrow evening, okay."She informed her.
" I'll be alert,safe journey then."Estadey bid her mother goodbyes and the morning routine went on as usual.
Hours passed and the warm sunlight glow became scorching sunny rays.
During mid-day Estadey carried out her normal chores, helping the pregnant neighbor who lived in the far ends of the small village. She always helped Gloria because of her pregnancy.
"Aunt,I'll be sloping down the hill for a bit. "She told Gloria while carrying an old hand made basket in her arms. "What ! where to ?" Gloria asked in shock almost about to jump out of her rocking chair. "To go and check on the clothes I sun dried this morning. " She replied.
"I almost forgot, yes dear ."Gloria slowly nodded while smiling at Estadey as if she was eating on rotten food .
Her medium sized house gave out a welcoming atmosphere. The small wooden furniture neatly decorated in her living room.
Gloria faced the direction of the light rays stretching in her living room. Smiling devilishly, her wrinkles ran deep patterns on her face,showing old age. Her partly turned grey hair covered under her blue head scarf.
Sitting in her rocking chair while knitting, a small table moved on its own and stopped in front of her. A needle lay on the table and Gloria picked it up then pierced her index finger with it,making blood drip on her fully half way knitted blanket.
The blanket was made of different colored patches, then each patch brought out a faint glow of color from contact with the drops of blood. "Just two more months and you will also be in my puppet collection of girls. "She said.
A few minutes later, shapes of faces of girls started to appear on each patch of the blanket. "Please, set us free."pleading whispers of girls were heard from the blanket as it moved like boiling water.
Gloria started to cackle like a maniac ,making the voice of her crazy laughter echo through her empty house.