Chapter 1: Karen's Midnight Fright
My name is Karen and I not what others believe me to be. I have long white hair, crystal blue eyes, I am 23 years old, and I wear all black. As I walked home, dark clouds started to roll in 'looks like there's gonna be a storm tonight' I thought as I walked. Once I reached my home in the abandoned part of the city, because I have nowhere else to go. My family was one of the wealthiest in the state but during a family dinner, unbeknownst to us, a fire was started in the living room that spread though the entire house. Me and my sister were the only survivors of the fire and she was the one who inherited our entire fortune. My parents disowned me because of what I was, but I didn't mind I was never one for money anyways. My sister and I were never all that close but we wished each other the best of luck and went our separate ways, I still see her from time to time but other than that we don't interact.
I entered the old, run down apartment building I call my 'home' and start a fire in an old potbelly stove in the corner of the room. I settled down on the couch in the center of the room that doubled as my bed and began eating the apples I bought from the fruit stand. After I ate I heard the rain on the roof and windows 'yep, I was right. Well I'd better get some sleep' I thought as I pulled the old, moth eaten blanket from the floor.
At about three in the morning I woke up to harsh rainfall 'it's coming down hard tonight' I thought. It really started to get to me so to pass the time I turned on the radio I found in an alley a few weeks earlier. I kept turning the stations, getting nothing but static, until I found a clear station; Phil Collins' "You'll Be In My Heart" filled the room and I calmed down a lot. I sat down and listened to the song:
Come stop your crying
It'll be all right
Just take my hand
Hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you
I will be here
Don't you cry
The song started and calmed me even more. "such a lovely song" I said aloud. My usual style was Rock and Pop music but this song speaks to me, like a young child listening to a lullaby.
For one so small you seem so strong
My arm will hold you, keep you safe and warm
This bond between us can't be broken
I will be here
Don't you cry
I start to sing along to the song and I get so rapped up in the song I don't notice a shadow pass over the window.
'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more
You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
You'll be here in my heart, always
Why can't they understand the way we feel?
They just can't trust what they can't explain
I know we're different, but deep inside us
We're not that different at all
I drift off to sleep as the song continues playing and I relax on the couch.
But it was not to last for I was awaken by a loud bang and the rotting ceiling beams came crashing down, I jumped clear before I was hit. I stood my ground, still in shock at what had just occurred only to be brought back to reality by the sound of music playing, surprisingly the radio wasn't crushed and continued to play. 'That's too strange' I thought, staring at the unharmed radio.
When nothing else happened I started to relax only to become alert again at the sound of a whoosh 'relax Karen it's not what you think' I told myself. The radio silence only to start up again, playing the worst song possible on a night like this.
Jeepers Creepers where'd you get those peepers?
Jeepers Creepers where'd you get those eyes?
That song filled the mostly empty room, much to my fear, and I knew danger followed. I tried to shut it off, but I was stopped mid-way by a shattering window and I did the most idiotic thing I could do, I ran outside.
I ran down the dark, damp streets as fast as I could, the unforgiving rainfall wasn't helping and I almost slipped on the sidewalk. I jumped at a boom of thunder, but I continued to run, not knowing what was around the next corner. Another whoosh caused me to make a sharp right down an unknown alley only to discover it to be a dead end. "No" I whisper, out of breath and flinch to a crash of lightning then a swoosh. I heard a hard thud behind me and I froze. I knew what it was and I was almost too afraid to turn around, but I somehow found the strength to do just that.
Upon turning my worst fear was realized "no… it's not you" I whimper pathetically but I knew I couldn't deny the truth any longer. I just had to accept the fact that HE had found me.