The child’s voice was as distinct as it has always been and sent a shiver down the Cleaning Ladies spine.
She turned and looked back down the passageway but saw only the lonely hallway, albeit less dusty.
She turned left and began working her way down the corridor toward the Jolly Knight. Once again she concentrated on her job as she moved closer to the armour standing proudly at the end of the hallway. Knowing what was to come she drew in a short breath and took her trusty duster from her work belt.
No sooner had she started dusting then the armour gave a twitch, and a shudder and the unmistakable sound of giggling started. It came from deep inside the armour and no matter what the circumstances the Cleaning Lady could never stop it.
She had researched the armour discovering the belonged to Percival the Jolly Knight. Percival was an ostentatious fellow who loved the wear feathers in his helmet and was known at the time as Percy of the frilly garter.
But the Cleaning Lady had her job to do and waited as she finished off attending to the Jolly Knight’s armour for his final outburst: “giggle, giggle giggle, oh stop it!”
Despite the eeriness of the moment she steeled herself as she turned right and looked down the dusty hallway towards the statue of Sir Cedric the Grizzler, anticipating his reaction to her disturbing his eternal vigilance.
Written for: https://scvincent.com/2018/03/08/thursday-photo-prompt-arch-writephoto/
Morpethroad 
Oh goody! There’s going to be more…………………….. 🙂
I hope it satisfies not disappoints.
That’s great … if I was that cleaning lady I would be smirking
Thanks Deb, maybe over a glass of wine when she gets home?
Love it, Michael 🙂
Thanks Sue, I do understand it’a all a bit self-indulgent. But Part 3 does want to be written.
I’m glad about that…I’d love to see where it goes 🙂
Yes, yes, more please, Michael 😀
Perhaps
lol this has to be an ongoing series Michael, it’s so goood!
There is a part 3 Kate
good looking forward to it!
It should b on my blog
oh will get there once I’m home and settled!
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Poor child, I understand why she’s giggle and laugh & cry out as a spirit, not a happy ending at all. One of despair
Sadly yes
😢