Apartment 306

"It's the place," she cringed deeper into her foul smelling sweater that had kept her warm and wet at the same time. "It's the apartment .. apartment 306..." She could not see anyone clearly with the drop of tears caught between her eyelashes. "It makes you crazy."
"What really happened that night Marguerite? Can you tell us exactly what happened?"
She tried to look the officer in the face but she could only make out his blurry features which terrified her even more.
"Don't you understand? We have to get out of here! Get out of this building because nothing good comes out of it." She pushed them from getting too close to her, from stealing the air she was breathing but they held her down as though she was just a ragged old doll.
"There's no need to be afraid," the man with the commanding voice said. "We're here to help you. Just tell us what happened in apartment 306 and we'll take care of it right here and now."
"I-I ..." she cried again. She felt the dried blood crackle when she scrunched up her face to relive that moment when everyone died except her. The terror that came out of the darkness and took them one at a time in a mater of moments. She could still hear the screams and smell the fears as death rode in to claim their lives the way it was meant to be. "D-don't make me go back there. Please don't make me..."
"Now, now Marguerite, it takes just a little courage to go a long way..."