Gatlin, Nebraska; The place all my horrors started. None of the adult's saw it coming, neither did us kid's that weren't followers of Isaac.
It started out as a good day, I went to church with my brother and father like every other day, even though I had a rather big headache. And then afterwards we went to Hanson's café like usual "I'm gonna call you're mom okay?" Dad said, I nodded and turned towards the counter.
"Okay Job, you want your usual?" Pop, the owner of the café asked.
"Yeah, strawberry shake" Job replied, Pop turned towards me.
"How about you?" I smiled a little.
"I'll just have water today, my head is hurting" I explained, he nodded in understanding.
"Well I hope you get better" he said, I thanked him and he started making Job's shake. I saw Job turn around and I noticed Malachai on one of the games. He smiled at us and I nodded back. We used to be good friends, until Isaac arrived and all the kids spent their time in the cornfield. He looked behind me and I saw Isaac in the window, he nodded at Malchai and about 3 more kid's came in. I suddenly felt really dizzy and my head pain was getting worse.
"Dad?" I whispered, walking over to him.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" he asked worriedly, noticing that I was holding my head.
"Can I go home? I don't feel so good" I said, taking deep breaths. I could feel my body burning up and I was sweating slightly.
"Of course just be careful okay?" he asked, putting a hand on my shoulder. I nodded and left the café. I looked to my right at Isaac and found him watching me, it did make me a little nervous but I was 10 and it didn't take much to freak me out then.
"No!" I heard someone scream from inside the café. I went to move but the pain in my head got so bad that I fell to the ground. I saw flashing images as I clenched my eyes shut. All I could see was blood and dead bodies. The pain soon disappeared and I looked up to see Malachai and other teenagers leave the café with knives in hand. They followed Isaac down the street and that's when I knew, Gatlin was no longer safe.
My name is Sabina, and this is how I was involved with Isaac, and he-who-walks-behind-the-rows.