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
Goldberg arrives at the station, heading to the counter where he meets with a cop busy sorting out documents while humming along with the radio. “Hello?” he greeted the cop who ignored him, not listening to him.“Hello?? Hello??? Is anybody there??? Can you hear me? Hello??” Goldberg asked again loudly. He was starting to get annoyed by the lack of response. Just then, the cop stopped whatever he was doing.“What is it?” he asked calmly, his brow creased.“I would like to see the sheriff" Goldberg replied coldly, ignoring his question.“Sure. Hold on” the policeman replies as he pulls out a notepad and pencil. Then after writing something down, he hands it to the older gentleman. “Here’s your information. Go right this way.”Goldberg quickly signs his name at the bottom of the paper and hands it back. “Thank you. Have a nice day”.The cop responds politely and returns to his paperwork.Goldberg heads toward the office area and enters a small room that’s empty save for the sheriff
taking a few steps towards the car, where his daughter had left her bike. Suddenly, a thought comes into his mind and his mouth forms into a smile, then he slowly walks towards it again.“I know what I’m going to do! I will take that motorcycle, ride home to California in it, show that asshole what a fool he has made me, then drive away with it. No doubt he will be too scared of me to send anyone else there to take care of things, that’s when I will finally get rid of those bastards”. As he walks back to his car with his face filled with determination, he passes by the old couple again and once again ignores them. This time they ignore him as well, choosing instead to focus on their conversation.“I don’t think he should be coming over” she says as the Sheriff approaches with a confused expression. The look on his face says it all: ‘Did you not hear anything I just said?! Get out! Now!’“But it’s his car, he must have been here to pick it up” the Sheriff says as he reaches to open t
Not today...but I have a plan for us. It’s going to be our best day yet!”“So where are we gonna go?”Goldberg grins proudly. “We’re going to a very special place. Where nobody else knows about except for us. Well maybe except for my friend who knows about it all”. The little girl lets out a small laugh“Oh? A secret friend” she inquires.“Uh-huh! That’s right! Now let’s hurry and find her before everyone else does... Come on. Let’s go.” Goldberg picks up a small bag that was laying on his desk. He pulls it over and opens it, revealing a variety of colorful items inside of it; a picture frame, a teddy bear-shaped pen, a book, and a little stuffed dog. The little girl stares at the items inside the bag in surprise.“Is that what I think it is? Is this a gift?” she asks happily. Goldberg laughs nervously. “Not quite. It’s more like a reminder of...well.. a special memory.” He quickly puts the bag and its contents back then get up and start to put on his shoes. “Come on! We’ve gotta get
Regina notices that it's just ahead of them so she sits back comfortably in her seat and watches the cars rushing past them. They make their way through the intersection smoothly and continue to drive through the middle of town for a few more minutes. After passing by several buildings that looked rather fancy, they eventually arrive at their destination. Regina watches Daniel's reaction carefully as they approach the entrance to the hotel. He stares out of the window silently, looking uninterested.“Here it is…” he speaks suddenly.She turns toward him and smiles. “This is our hotel? This is your favorite hotel?”“Yup...this is my favorite hotel. Come on...let's go check us in.” He says, taking her hand and leading her through the glass double doors to the lobby of the hotel.As they enter the lobby, she notices that there’s very little activity. There’s a couple of men who seem to be talking on the telephone in a corner and there's a woman who seems to be arguing w
He leads her across the yard to one of the garage doors. “Come on. Let’s find your car.” He mutters. “I need to take you somewhere important.”“Okay… where?” She asks curiously, following after him as they walk toward her truck.His grip on her arms tightens momentarily, and she wonders what he must be thinking about. They make their way over to her black, shiny SUV and he helps her climb into the passenger seat. He walks around to the driver' s side and slams the door shut before turning to stare at her for a second before starting the car and driving out of the driveway.The streets are filled with traffic, which isn't unusual at this hour. It’s late afternoon and most people have stopped working to spend some time outdoors in the cold rain. She watches as the trees fly by through the windshield and she realizes that this must be how Daniel felt whenever he drove through these roads. That was the reason why he didn't speak much about himself. But maybe he never truly wanted to talk
Sam frowns but drops the subject anyway and walks towards the car.As they prepare to depart, Jack pauses, taking one last glance around his home. Then noticed his wife standing at the other side of the room. She smiles sweetly, "You are trying your best” She walks over to embrace her husband. Jack hesitates momentarily before reciprocating the hug. “The kids don't see that ” Jack whispers. Sophia squeezes her husband tighter, "Your children love you, you're doing great, and you make a wonderful father. They need a strong person that will take care of them, and you just happen to be that person”"Thank you," Jack breathes out gratefully when suddenly the car horn blares, startling the couple."Can we move?!” Emily yelled out the window impatiently, clearly annoyed. Jack and Sophia nod in unison.Samuel is the last to leave the house, walking down a flight of stairs with the pipe tightly gripped in his hands.As soon as they were all loaded into the car, Jack sits behind the steer
Nothing. So she slowly steps outside and closes the door behind her, stepping under the protective shelter of the staircase. The rain continues to pour on, even heavier than before.Suddenly she hears loud, thunderous footsteps coming from her right. She looks over and catches sight of Daniel running out into the street. The rain suddenly stops and the air grows quite humid. Regina takes a couple of deep, calming breathes and tries to control her breathing as well. After a minute she hears the sound of tires rolling on wet concrete. She turns her head to look in the direction where she heard it and she freezes in place as she realizes what’s happening.A car is speeding down the road, heading straight for Daniel. She watches as it speeds up and approaches him. She can hear the engine revving loudly as it gets closer and closer to him. She can see the driver’s side window roll down and she can see the man’s face clearly. He’s smirking evilly as he drives by Daniel, who is standing froz
Regina sits up, placing her elbows on her thighs as she stares at the window across the room. She's afraid of facing what she did last night, but at the same time she has no desire to leave him alone either. He's never been so open with her before and she doesn't understand why he' s doing it now. Maybe he's scared that she'll think less of him after she found out about everything he went through. It doesn't seem like that's what he is worried about though, because he never told her about it. Even after all these weeks together he barely opened up to her. She knows that he has feelings for her, but she still feels like he doesn’t trust her enough.After a moment she gets up from the bed and starts walking toward the bathroom. As soon as the door closes behind her, Regina leans onto the counter. After spending hours and hours just staring at those damn walls yesterday, she's really starting to grow frustrated at herself. How could she let those bastards win? What did she expect? She sh
his gaze to meet hers.“Good morning.” He greets her softly, smiling.“Good morning.” She answers, also smiling, returning the gesture. She watches him carefully, noticing that despite his words he seems somewhat uncomfortable. She wonders why and how many nights he spent tossing and turning last night due to his dream. “You didn’t have any bad dreams this night?”He shakes his head and looks away. “I’m glad you stayed.”“Me too.” She agrees.They both remain quiet for a few minutes, neither wanting to talk about the events of the previous evening. But eventually they must break the silence, because he speaks up."So… You came back here? I thought…”"No, I didn’t stay here. I left immediately after you fell asleep."He smiles at her. "Good morning." He repeats, making her laugh."Good morning." She replies."What would you like for breakfast?" He asks.She looks at him questioningly. "Um, what exactly is your definition of 'breakfast?'” Sh
“Sorry girls, I just need to be alone for now" she replies in a broken state while looking at the none resistant eyes of the little girls. She was trying not to cry but was failing miserably by the end. She walks through the halls aimlessly, her head low and her mind in turmoil. She needed time to sort out what the hell had happened but she knew that wasn’t an option here. It would just mean more time away from these children’s concerned eyes. She stops at one of the windows to look outside; the moonlight was falling heavily as usual in this part of town. There was nothing special about this particular window though, it looked exactly like all other ones around her. However, she noticed something different this time around. The trees were swaying back and forth slightly; almost like there was some kind of wind coming from behind them. It was odd enough for her to have stopped to look. “Everything we dreamt and built together is all crumbling," she says while holding her locket
The first rays of sunlight illuminate the whole room through the blinds covering the windows. She blinks several times as she yawns loudly. She rubs the sleepiness off her eyes and stretches slightly. She hears a slight groan next to her and looks over at him to find him staring at her through a heavy eyelid. Slowly he starts waking up more. His eyebrows furrow and his lips purse together slightly as his eyes focus on Regina. He blinks several times and then turns his gaze away from her. She watches his face carefully, waiting for him to show any signs of discomfort. To her surprise, however, he remains very calm.He pushes himself up and sits cross legged on the edge of the bed while stretching once more before finally lifting his gaze to meet hers.“Good morning.” He greets her softly, smiling.“Good morning.” She answers, also smiling, returning the gesture. She watches him carefully, noticing that despite his words he seems somewhat uncomfortable. She wonders why and
wearing the same tattered sweatshirt as earlier. He looks like he hasn't slept in days.He slowly walks over to her, and she keeps her gaze focused on her hands folded together on her lap; trying her best not to let him know how worried she is for him. She hears him sit next to her on the bed. "Are you okay?” He asked in a soft voice.She finally lifts her gaze from her hands to meet his eyes. She takes in his appearance for a few moments and then she says. "Yes. I'm fine."He frowns. "But you're not. Why won't you tell me what happened? I already said you could leave whenever you wanted and that we were friends and nothing more," he tells her with pleading, sad blue eyes.She swallows nervously before looking back down. "I am really sorry… It's none of my business." She tells him sincerely. "I should probably go back to the living room now." She adds as an afterthought, standing up to take a step back.She feels his hand gently touch her shoulder. She slowly tur