Sean runs out of the place while looking back and hears Goldberg scream followed by the roar of the creature. He runs through the forest trying to get away from it.
He finally makes it to a lonely road, turning to see the creature rushing towards him. He turns around and starts to run. His clothes are torn and wet, and his hair sticks to his forehead. He runs as fast as he can. The creature behind him is gaining speed.Sean looks behind and sees nothing.he thinks as he continues running until he stops when suddenly there is a sharp pain in the center of his chest. He gasps, feeling as if someone is tearing out his lungs. He falls to the ground, screaming in pain. The pain goes away for a second and his vision clears. His eyes widen in horror as he realizes that he is lying in a pool of blood. He doesn't even know where the blood came from or how much has been lost by the creature. Blood covers both him and the road he is lying on.Slowly he lifts himself and sees another pool of blood near him. This time, however, he isn’t surprised. He closes his eyes as he takes deep breaths. Finally, he manages to stand up without falling back to the ground. He continues walking.Ahead of him, a bright light comes from the darkness. When he comes closer, the light disappears leaving behind an old house. Its walls are covered in graffiti and its door is broken. Inside it is filled with dust, cobwebs, and old furniture. Sean walks inside, closing the door softly behind him. It's dark and empty; only the light from the moon shines through a small window that sits in between two doors. The sound of the echoes of his footstepststepsotstepss throughout the house. He starts searching for anything that would indicate he wasn't alone. He keeps walking until he reaches a hallway. He walks down the hall, looking for any sign of another living human. He walks down the stairs until he hears something.It's noise; the sound of breathing. He walks through the hallway till he finds himself standing in front of a big wooden door.The wood is scratched from age, the paint chipped, and the metal tarnished. The handle is broken and the door won't open no matter what he tries. There is also a strange symbol that he doesn't recognize engraved on the wood.Sean slowly pushes the door open and looks into the dark room. He steps inside slowly.Suddenly his senses become hypersensitive. He listens carefully to the quiet breathing. Slowly he takes another step forward. Then he hears it again. It sounds like someone breathing. He looks into the darkness and tries to see who it is. But he can’t make any out.He slowly turns around and begins walking out of the room. His heart starts racing with panic as he realizes there is something behind him. It's silent except for Sean's heavy breathing and the sound of his bootsHe continues to walk until he feels a cold breeze hit his skin. He looks ahead. There is nothing.“Stop!” a voice shouts from the darkness.Sean turns around. There is nobody. Just emptiness surrounding him. A sudden rush of wind hits him causing him to stumble to the floor. He quickly stands up and looks at where the wind came from. He hears shuffling, moving, and something else. He turns around. There is a silhouette in the darkness just a few feet away. Its arms and legs are shaking. It seems to be struggling. Sean's mouth drops open as he recognizes what it is. He runs back over to the door, slamming it shut behind him just in time as he watches the creature jump through the opening. It lands with a thud, scratching the floor before it quickly gets up and runs toward him.Sean grabs the handle, preparing himself to open it once more, as the monster reaches for him.However, before the monster could grab him, he hears a crash from above. He looks back to see the monster being pus
The next morning the whole town was just recovering from the chaos of last night. Eric is seen walking down the street with his bag while holding his camera. “I need to find the truth,” he whispers to himself while walking. He continues his pace with his recorder while trying to film everything he's going to see. He couldn't see properly because of the morning Mist covering the whole town. He kept getting distracted every time the wind blew through the village. After several minutes of walking, Eric finally sees what's supposed to be his first stop of the day: the cemetery.Eric enters the graveyard and looks around for some kind of clue. He picks up a small rock and throws it in the direction of the graves, hoping to see one of them move. All he did was make the rock bounce off their headstone. After a while of walking and talking to the tombstones, Eric finally found something. He pulls back the sleeve of his jacket revealing a small stone tablet. He holds up his camera to
Meanwhile, Devian was on his way to check on the sheriff at the station, on getting to the entrance far away he sighted the sheriff tiptoeing away from the station. Watching his surrounding while he made his way to wherever he was going. “What is he hiding? and where is he going?" Devian thought. “Maybe something's wrong at the station” Devian decides to follow him and see if he found out anything about what he was investigating.He stopped in the middle of a wooden house in the middle of the forest, the Sheriff looks to see if he was alone before proceeding into the house. “Something is dirty, I need to find out what the sheriff is up to" Devian whispers to himself. “Or do I call the other first?” “Why can't he just come out and ask?” Devian asks himself while shaking his head. “I'm just being paranoid again...”Devian approaches the door cautiously and listens for any signs of movement inside the house. He hears nothing. He places his fingers against the knob slowl
The room was also occupied by broken toys but it looked different from the rest. In the center of the room, standing right in the middle of the floor, was a small doll with the same outfit the sheriff wore. Its arms had been cut off at the elbows. Eric continues to study the room, observing every little detail. Then he notices a small table near the doll's feet covered in a cloth. He walks over to it and sees a piece of newspaper lying on top of the cloth, with the headline written in red ink:BANGED UP DOLL IN BEDROOM Eric picks up the piece of paper and opens it. The headline read:BANGED UP DOLL IN BEDROOM (DOUBLE BLOW) He reads the article further until he finds the words he was searching for.“That damn Sheriff was the culprit!” he shouts aloud. “It must be some sort of revenge killing spree on Halloween"Eric rushes back downstairs after finishing reading the article, not wanting to miss any clue that will lead them to the Sheriff’s location.Eric enters the foyer with the sa
Meanwhile back at the hotel, Jack willy is also trapped with the passengers In Scarville. Jack decides to stroll around the hotel's perimeter first heading to the Receptionist's table. “Sorry ma'am,” he says to the receptionist who kept whispering as she kept praying. “What do you want?" the receptionist asked him. Jack pulls a crumpled piece of paper out of one of the pockets on his jacket and shows it to her. He hands her the paper and waits for her reaction. She studies the paper for a second, seeming to have mixed feelings about the message of the paper. After several moments pass, she gives a short nod and says, “Okay… this place can be found behind the church” Before going back outside, Jack makes sure to ask her something else. “Excuse me, could you tell me where that place is?”The receptionist stares at him and nods again, “Follow this road to the left and turn left there after two minutes. You'll see that building right away” she adds.Jack nods and proceeds to thank the
Eric replied Jack, “Why ask?” “I saw her...in my dream,” Jack says with fear in his voice. “There she was, running across the streets with blood dripping down her face. She said it would be our fate too.” He turns to face us and we have never seen him so fearful or distraught before. “What?” Eric asked with fear, “Can you care to share more?” asked Jack sighed before speaking out, “She had this locket with her while she was running until everything vanished" he added. “What locket?” Eric asked while rushing to his laptop to show the pic of a locket he found in the Mayor's attic. “You mean like this one here?” he asked and showed Jack the photo on his computer. Jack looked at the photo with terror and shook, not looking away for many seconds before saying, “That's the locket I'm talking about, a mother's necklace given to a daughter. that she has since before she passed away.” The fear was gone but something else replaced the sadness. Jack turned to us and said
Jake was seen sitting in a psychiatrist's office with his in a hypnosis Lesson. His parents and stepfather were looking on, while he was doing something called “recovery” with Dr. Gantner. As Jake had told them earlier, he didn't want to get involved in their problems since he knew nothing about it, and it wasn't any of his business anyway. The only reason he came to the session at all was that his sister asked him for help, so that's where he would be today. He sat there, watching as the psychiatrist talked with his client, trying to figure out what the heck he needed to do here. He watched, fascinated, as the doctor made notes on paper. When everything was finished, the doctor turned around to face the two kids and smiled kindly. "Everything seems to be going great, and we're almost ready to give your father some time to sleep again," said Dr. Gantner. Jake didn't like the sound of that...or the look that accompanied Dr. Gantner's words. He thought he saw a hint of sadnes
There stood the lady from last night, holding the boy's hand while she spoke. Jake frowned when he realized that the boy was looking directly at him. For some reason, seeing the boy made him feel uneasy. Not because of any bad feeling, although he got scared at first because of the strange vibe he gave off. No, it wasn't the boy's weird aura that unsettled him; it was something else. Something deep and dark, a dark cloud that surrounded him and shrouded him in a sense of doom and sadness. However, he knew he wouldn't be able to describe exactly what it was. He simply just knew that it felt very wrong for the boy to be near him. So, he decided to ignore him for the time being.After a moment, the family left the graveyard and started walking towards the car as it began to drive away. Jake watched them for a while until the car drove out of sight. Then he turned to leave and began to climb into his bed.*Time Skip*When Jake woke up the following morning, it was clear that something wa
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