Don’t move. Do you hear me?” His voice sounded harsh and menacing.“Okay…” Emily stammered, her voice trembling slightly, tears beginning to roll down her cheeks.“Good.” He said before he turned away from her again. The gun clicked. Emily squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the pain suddenly surged through her body. Her eyes popped open again when she felt the sudden pressure on her foot. She looked down, to see her foot being grabbed by what seemed to be some type of rubber band. She tried to kick her leg free from it, but it tightened even more and dug itself deeper into her foot, leaving red marks along her skin. She bit back the scream that wanted to escape her mouth. The gun clicked once again. A bright flash blinded her, and the pain stopped abruptly as suddenly as it had started.Slowly, Emily opened her eyes and saw her uncle’s head turn toward her slowly, his head tilting slightly to the side. She quickly realised that he was looking directly at her, holding the barrel of hi
She pressed the barrel to her temple and squeezed the trigger, just as quietly as she had done before. The gun jumped in her hand, the bullet tearing into her flesh. Blood dripped to the ground in small drops. She closed her eyes. Pain, pain, pain…Suddenly, she was jerked backwards violently, pulling the gun from her forehead and throwing it across the kitchen. She fell hard on her knees as she landed, but she didn’t care. All she could feel was coldness spreading through her body, and it seemed to have spread its way to her limbs, too. The pain, the loss of blood, the numbness… it was too much. Her eyes rolled up in her head, and soon darkness overtook her senses.When she regained consciousness, her whole body ached terribly. Her head, her arms, her leg… She could hardly move without wincing. Everything hurt, and she wished she could stop feeling. She groaned in pain and brought a shaky hand to her head. She felt like someone had thrown her through a brick wall. She slowly lifted h
Just until she heals properly.”“Thank you…” Her mother gave him a gentle smile and wrapped a protective arm around her daughter.“Let’s get her cleaned up and then head home, hmm?”“Sounds wonderful.”When she awoke the following day, her mom was sitting next to her bed holding her hand.“You’re awake,” she said softly, her fingers gently running up and down Emily’s skin. “You were sleeping so peacefully I decided to stay and wake you up once you woke up…it took a while though. How are you feeling today?”Emily let out a soft sigh and rolled onto her side. She propped herself up against the headboard and leaned back against the pillows. “Fine,” she mumbled, closing her eyes. “Everything hurts…everything aches. My leg especially.”Her mother chuckled lightly, brushing her bangs aside. “That doesn’t surprise me…you were screaming and fighting for a long time yesterday.”“I’m sorry,” she replied, opening her eyes again.“Don’t apologize. You can be extremely stubborn sometimes.” Her mot
Emily entered the mansion to see the whole mansion all dark with the absence of people. “Hello? anybody here" she spoke out while her voice echoed. Emily walked towards a staircase that was covered by dark red carpeting. She could only hear the thumping of her heart and her breath. It felt like she was walking through an underground labyrinth.” Please be careful” she told herself as she started climbing up the staircase. She was getting more and more nervous but she kept moving forward. Suddenly she heard loud whispering, coming from a room beside her. “We have to drug her first” a voice yelled angrily. While Emily goes closer to peep through the little opened door. The voices were coming from inside the room. Emily tried to get a better view and was finally able to see everything. Inside, the mayor, the sheriff, and a few other faces she couldn't recognize. “No, we kill her and burn the children along with her," the mayor said “No, we are going to be seen as monsters” the
Goldberg knew what he meant. There wasn’t anyone left alive. There were bodies everywhere: bodies charred black and burnt into little more than bones and ash. Goldberg looked around in horror, but sean was gone by the time he turned around. Goldberg searched for him frantically until he heard a door slam and footsteps coming down the hall. “Sean! Sean, where are you?” He yelled, but he received no answer. Goldberg followed the voices but didn’t get very far before something hit his forehead. His eyes rolled back into his head. He fell onto the floor, and he woke up in his bed again.Goldberg felt groggy and out of sorts. It wasn’t like this was new or anything. When he first woke up after the attack he’d experienced these feelings often enough. But he couldn’t remember when. He remembered having been attacked, he remembered running away, he remembered getting hit repeatedly in the face. Then there were flashes of white light, then pain. And then nothing. He tried not to think about ho
“We need to meet with the sheriff" Goldberg orders while opening the door to leave, but stopping his body and looking at sean. “Aren't you coming?”“No...I need to talk to father Andrew ” sean explained.Goldberg nodded. He understood. It was best if sean stayed here for a few hours and talked it all over. They would meet back at the hotel sometime after noon. They needed to make sure the town would survive until that time, or else everyone would lose their lives and be going to be stuck here for good. With that thought, Goldberg walked out.***Father Andrew was reading on the couch when he heard the knock on the door. It was rare that he got visitors, and it was odd to find anyone at such an early hour. He put down his book and went to the door to answer. He was surprised to find Sean standing on the other side. “Sean? What’s wrong?”Sean was uncomfortable about something. Andrew could tell right away, he was sweating, he was trying to swallow, and he was gripping his hat so tigh
She was a young girl...not really old, perhaps twenty eight” Father Andrew continues. “She’d been living in this small town of our town for quite some time. The demons attacked a week ago. They came at the same time you did, and although they were stronger, the villagers were more prepared...and so was she. She managed to escape, but not the rest of her friends.” Father Andrew paused for a moment before he started again. “When I found her in the hospital...she died from a massive stroke. It was horrible. I tried to save her, but she was already dead. There was nothing else that I could do.”“Didn’t she deserve to live? After what those demons did to her?” sean inquired, anger starting to build in him.“I’m sorry, sean, but I cannot help you” the priest replies with tears rolling down his cheeks. “That’s just something the gods decide for themselves”sean nods. “Well, thank you anyways, Father Andrew. You’ve helped me a lot today. Thank you so much. See you at lunchtime, okay?”“Yes, y
A few moments later they are interrupted by a loud explosion coming from outside. The two women jump back. They look each other in the eye. “Is that normal or...unusual?” Marie asks. Goldberg gets a concerned look on his face. “I don't know mom, that was the first thing that caught my attention when I came home” he answers. He starts to look around nervously. Suddenly he hears a knock at the front door.Marie walks to the entrance and opens the door. Standing there, leaning against the front stoop, is the man that Goldberg saw leaving the bar the other day. He has changed into a pair of dark jeans, dark brown loafers and a black turtleneck sweater. Goldberg recognizes him instantly."Liam? Is that really you?" Marie asks incredulously.Goldberg sits down quietly on the couch in the den. He looks over at Sean who has gone quiet too. Both brothers seem stunned that Liam is actually there. Neither of them say anything for several minutes. Liam keeps looking