Death Clock
The beginning, Ch.1
I stood there, looking at my body full of blood, laying limp there with my other friends. I screamed for my family, the ambulance to see me. But they couldn't hear me. I fell to my knees and cried, trying to see if someone could hear. Not one person. Then a girl came behind me.
"Common sweetie" her sweet voice said. I turned around, confused. A young beautiful lady stood in front of me, her long blond hair streaming around her pretty face
"Oh and you too honey", she nodded at Sam. Sam? I looked over to where the lady was staring and saw Sam.
"Sam!" I exclaimed, running over to him and he rapped his arms around me.
"Come" the lady ordered her voice sharp. Sam and I jumped, surprised by her tone. Then we followed quietly and quickly behind. "My name is Casey" the lady announced. Now, since she said this, I decided to introduce myself.
"I am-" I started" I know who you are. Chelsea Thompson. And your boyfriend; Sam Montoya, I know a lot about you two", Sam and I stood blankly there still trying to figure out how she knew that. "Ha-ha I can tell by your faces that you don't know how I knew that. Well, long story short. Your guy's time was up" she said calmly now. "Why did u choose us?" Sam asked still very confused.
"It isn't my choice to choose who dies next, now come I'll bring you two somewhere warm" she said walking ahead of us leading the way. Sam and I looked at each other looked back at our family crying and the ambulance taking our bodies into the van. Then we turned back and walked following Casey. When Casey stopped walking we were now in front of a big house. Almost like a mansion. "Come in. I'll introduce you to the others" Casey said quietly but calm. She opened the door and a tall man with brown hair about 5'9 and chocolate coloured eyes with a very clear face was standing in front of us
"Hello Chelsea and Sam. It's a pleasure to meet you" he said in a very welcoming voice, holding out his hand. Then the man looked at Casey and said in a curious voice "Are these the new ones?"
"Yes" Casey replied. Then as the man was just about to open his mouth and reply, a loud burst of music blasted through the room. "Mona!!" Casey yelled. Just then, a young girl who looked about the same age as Sam and me appeared. She wore all black and had short black hair. The bangs streaked a bloody red colour. Her left eyebrow had 3 bars, the right had one. She had a pale face plastered with black eyeliner, black mascara and ruby red lipstick.
"What?" she said blankly, clearly not amused.
"Must you blast your music that loud?" Casey asked. Great, I thought, she is one of those Goths who won't smile. But just as I thought this, Mona opened her mouth to answer Casey and then saw Sam and me. Her red lips spread into a wide smile as she turned off the music and walked over to us.
"Hey" she said. "Can I suck your blood?"