Scarecrow 2:
Tom's Revenge
The red jeep wrangler was driving through the rainy weather. Inside the vehicle was Vanessa Ramirez. She hated being out in this weather, but her mom and dad called and said they needed her to come to their house right away. The rain was pouring down harder as she tried to see the road in front of her. About 15 minutes later, she found her parents' house. Vanessa opened the car door, but before she got out, she grabbed her umbrella. She opened it, got out, locked her jeep and ran to the porch. She got there and had a difficult time trying to find the key to the lock. After some fumbling, she found the key, opened the door and stepped inside.
"Man, I hate this weather." Vanessa said to herself. She was soaking wet and her long blond hair was a wrinkled mess! She shrugged it off and looked in the living room. There was no sign of her parents. "Mom? Dad?" She looked around again. "Where are they?" she wondered to herself. She decided to check the kitchen. When she went there, there was a flash of lighting and a loud crack of thunder. She noticed a man sitting at the table in front of her with his back toward her. The man was her father.
"Dad!" Vanessa said relieved. "For a second there, I thought no one was here." Her father just sat there, with his back turned like he didn't even hear her. "Dad?" there was concern in her voice. She cautiously walked toward her father. "Daddy?" she whispered. She was within touching distance. She tapped him on the shoulder and he fell to the floor. A flashed of lighting revealed that her father had his throat slashed and his eyes were glassy and his face had a horrific expression. Her father was dead!
Vanessa screamed as loud as she could! She couldn't believe her eyes. She ran out of the kitchen and tried to find her mom hoping nothing happened to her. She went to the living room and she saw her mom slowly coming out from another room in the house. "Mom!" she screamed "We have to get the hell out of here! Dad is dead!" Her mom just stood there. Looking closely, Vanessa saw her mom had a thin line of blood coming from her mouth. "Mom?"
Her mom looked and tried to say something to her. "R-R" she stammered. She coughed up some blood. "Run." She finally finished the word. She then fell to the floor. Vanessa ran to her and saw she was stabbed in the back with a knife deep in her back! Vanessa checked her pulse in her neck. She immediately broke down. Her mother was dead. Vanessa was crying when she heard a creak in the floorboards ahead of her. She looked up and saw her ex-boyfriend, Thomas Barkley, standing a few feet from her! He was leaning against the wall, had his black hair slicked back and had an amused look on his face. He walked over to Vanessa's mother and yanked the knife out of her back.
"So that's where I left it!" he said in a sarcastic tone. He looked at Vanessa. "Hey babe, long time no see huh?"
"You! But how did you escape from the cops?"
"That doesn't matter. What matters now is that you and I are going to be together forever, just like what we used to say years ago."
"I'm not with you! I'm with Travis! Can you get that through your head?"
"Yeah, about that." He paused and took something out of his pocket. He grabbed it and tossed it to Vanessa. She didn't know what it was until she looked at it closer. It was Travis' hand! Vanessa screamed and threw the hand away. She looked away and she shivered. When she looked towards Tom again, he's not there. Instead his alter ego, Scarecrow was standing there in full costume.
"Do I deserve a hand for that kill or what?" Scarecrow joked in his deep, scary voice.
"You killed Travis?" Vanessa screamed at him.
"Yep. Like I was saying, now that he's out of the way, how about me and you get back together and all this mess can just go away?"
"Just leave me alone!" Vanessa ran away towards the front door and tried to get out. The door was locked tight. Before she could even try to unlock it, Scarecrow lunged forward with his knife and attacked. The knife hit the door and was a few inches away from her head. She ran through the house and tried to find another place to hide when she looked behind her and saw that Scarecrow disappeared! Vanessa panted and cautiously walked forward.
Vanessa walked the hallway trying to find any clues about where Scarecrow went and what she should do. Outside it was still thunder storming. The overall atmosphere made everything seem spooky. She decided to just call the cops. She ran to the nearest phone and tried to dial out. The phone was dead. She tried to turn on the light, but the power was also dead. The storm must have shut down the power or Scarecrow turned off the electricity. Vanessa was hoping that the power would come back on soon.
She got out her cell phone and tried to call the police. No luck, she had no bars and that meant no service. She just went into a room and barricaded herself in. She saw a bed and just decided to crash for the night. She took off her shoes and socks and laid down on the bed. She turned to her side and saw something laying next to her. She looked at it and uncovered it. It was Scarecrow!
"Hello again!" he boomed.
Vanessa screamed and tried to run, but Scarecrow grabbed her and held her down. He got on top of her and pinned her down. She looked at him and saw that it wasn't just Tom in a costume. It looked like Scarecrow was a living demon from the depths of hell with his fire eyes and the stitching mouth on his mask was his actual moving lips! "You don't understand, do you? We will be together forever, no matter what! And if you don't want to, I'll be watching you whenever you go! That's right! I am EVERYWHERE!" As he yelled that, his head spun all the way around slowly. Vanessa screamed and cried while Scarecrow slapped her. "Look at me! Look at me! LOOK AT ME!" Vanessa screamed bloody murder. "AAAAAAHHHHH!"
"AAAAAHHHHH!" Vanessa screamed and shot upright. She panted and looked around. She wasn't at her parents' house. She was in her own room in her own house. She looked at her clock. It was 2:30a.m. Even though she knew it was late, she grabbed her phone and called her parents to make sure they're okay. The phone rang a few times but her mom answered.
"Hello?" she sounded groggy.
"Hey mom. It's me." Vanessa said.
"Is everything okay?"
"Just calling to check up on you is all."
"Did you have another nightmare about him?" Her mom sound sympathetic.
"Yes." Vanessa started to cry a little.
"Look, it's been 3 years. He's not going to bother you anymore. He's locked up far away from where we are. Everything's going to be okay."
Vanessa was listening closely to her mother's words and she wanted to believe that. "Okay. Thanks mom. I'm sorry to wake you."
"It's fine honey. We can talk more in the morning. Bye."
"Bye." Vanessa hung up and took note that her parents were okay. Now for call #2. She dialed a number and waited a few moments. "Please pick up." She prayed.
"Hello?" a male groggy voice answered.
"Travis, it's me." Vanessa said.
"Vanessa, it's like around 2:30 in the morning. What is it?" he started to get a little angry but then he became sympathetic. "The nightmare again?"
"Yes. I had a nightmare that you and my parents were killed by him."
"Hey, I know you're hurting, but look at it this way, both of us has survived our encounters with him right? Whatever doesn't kill us make us stronger. We can get through this together, baby."
Vanessa smiled at his words. "You're right. I'm sorry I woke you. I just wanted to make sure that you're all right."
"It's okay. Let's get some sleep. I'll pick you up sometime tomorrow and we'll spend some time together. I love you."
"I love you too. Bye." Vanessa hung up and put her phone on the dresser. She couldn't go back to sleep just yet. She got up from bed and walked to her window. It was dark and she saw some streetlights. "He's locked away. I won't see him again." She kept saying that to herself over and over again. She got back into her bed and started to drift back to sleep again. She was sure she's not going to see Scarecrow again, but sometimes in life, things change.