The Dial Tone

The doorknob rattled, making Elizabeth jump with fear. She stepped slowly away from the door into the dark room behind her. The knob rattled harder and harder as Elizabeths eyes slowy gained sight in the dark. She could see the surroundings of her bedroom including the phone. She went to reach for it and realized she her hands were full. In one hand she had a huge silver butchers knife and in the other she had a bouquet of lilies, which she believed to be the flower of death. Just then the door flew open and a familiar face stared back at . Thay smiled and she heard a clang on the tile below her, it wasn't untill she looked down that she realized what it was. She had dropped the knife narrowly missing her foot but the lilies stuck to Elizabeths hand like glue.