TWO YEARS PRIOR TO THE JUNK YARD...
"Hey!" Dennis said happily on the phone." I'm standing here. At the cinema."
He had been standing out in the dark, cold New York air, waiting for his date to arrive. He didn't want to sound pushy but it was cold, he had to pee, and the movie would be starting soon.
"I was just about to call you." he heard over the phone.
Oh great! He thought. Here it comes...
"do you need to...reschedual or something?" He asked, holding back his feeling out doubt. He truly felt like he was being stood up. Ouch.
"No Im just gonna be a little late. Maybe its my nerves. I-I'm fine, just a little headache. be there soon."
"Ok." He said and hung up."yea...She's not coming."
He sighed and walked through the theatre doors. He decided he could at least enjoy the movie with or without her. He had met this girl a couple of weeks ago online through an old college buddy. They had agreed to meet tonight and here he couldnt shake the feeling that he was left to wait for someone who wasn't even coming. He pushed the thought of rejection into the back of his head and took his pills. Mike was going to get chewed out for this! It embarrassed Dennis.
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Alec looked at the phone and the not so gentle feeling of regret hit her hard. She was excited to meet this guy. Has been all week. And now she had to have one of her episodes. She had been diagnosed with schizophrenia when she was young. It resulted in major headaches and hillucinations. she would always end up sick as a dog. she waited a few minutes and climbed up from the floor of her bathroom and shakily opened her medicine cabinet. She needed something to take the edge off. She blamed all of her sickness on a weak immune system because she couldn't go out and say "Hey, how's it going? I'm Alec and I hillucinate throw up everywhere."
"You can do this." She told her reflection, doubting herself almost completely.
When she finally arrived at the cinema to see he hadn't waited. A little hurt, she proceeded into the building and paid for her ticket. She didn't even want to see that stupid movie anyway. She bought a ticket for a new Channing Tatum movie instead.
when the movie was over she walked out feeling almost a bit refreshed. She walked through the lobby towards the bathroom, regretting going back to get a coke and popcorn earlier and had to go bad.
She was close when she accidentally bumped someone. In an instant a sharp pain shot through her head an she stumbled a bit.
"Woah! You ok?" The man who she walked into asked.
"Yea. I'm fine." Alec answered and went into the Ladie's room, never looking back.
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Dennis stared after the girl. When he bumped into her, he guessed they butted heads on accident, because it sounded like she was hurt too. He brushed it off and started heading for the door, rubbing his temple.
TWO YEARS LATER...
Alec never got a lot of sleep. You never do when you mind is not your own to control. for a long time she's been having weird dreams that made her wake to a pounding head and scary hillucinations if she wasn't fully awake.
This was the 12th dream she had of a man with glasses and an older more distinguished looking man. All of her dreams resulted in them trapping someone in a weird box-like thing that looked sort of like a phone booth. But the captured people always looked weird. Looked dead. And in the end it was like she was getting a history lesson on each disgusting and gorey detail of their past.
But this time it was different. The two men were going after "The 12th" Or as they call it "The Juggernaut" They we're in a large junk yard and the older man was killed. But it was like watching a horrible scene of a slasher movie through some else's eyes. Alec could see the tall, monstrous man in the box, finally captured, but not before he brought someone in with him and left a couple bodies in his wake.
She woke with a start to see the bright sun shining through the cracks of her blinds on the window of her bedroom. She always wondered who the people were in her dreams and why she dreamt them. She took to studying psychology and other things less practical, like clairvoyance. She maybe crazy but she wasn't stupid. She knew all that ESP stuff was a joke. She was just humoring herself.
She sat up with a yawn and glanced at the clock on her bedside table that stated that it was 3:00 in the morning, meaning she only had about 3 or 4 hours of sleep. She lazily got up and strode over to the bathroom and a few minutes later walked back out after washing her face and brushing her teeth. Only to turn around and go back because she had the sudden urge to have to pee. Once that was taken care of she checked the clock to see it was now 3:15. Now finally accepting there was no way she could get back to sleep, she walked down her hall to her kitchen to brew some coffee.
Hoping the smell and taste of the highly caffeinated drink would wake her up fully and clear her head, she went to pouring the brew into her mug when all of a sudden, she was hit with a wave of nausea and a sharp pain shot through her head. She dropped the mug and the glass coffee holder onto the counter as she fell to the floor withering in pain.
Images flickered through her thoughts until they stopped and she was suddenly beating on a clear wall of some sort with strange writing on it. She was screaming and begging as she watched the man from her dreams, the one with glasses, get thrown around and killed.
The pain left as quickly as it came, leaving Alec to lay in floor of her now coffe stained kitchen with a dull pain in her head and a million questions.
How was that? I'm sorry if anything seems weird. Autocorrect gets me all the time. If I made a big mistake some where and didnt catch it, please let me know. Ugh! I'm having trouble typing this because my phone likes to hate me. Anyway please review and alert to read more. Thank you:)
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