19 year old Lucindre Losst-Watt has returned to her childhood home, Bright Falls, to pick up her dead grandmothers belongings but she didn't count on there being a strange occurrence in the area. Takes place in September 2011.

Lucindre Losst-Watt. I DO NOT OWN ALAN WAKE ONLY THE OC'S

Chapter/Episode 1: Small Yellow Taxi

The small yellow taxi raced down the long country road passing two signs that had stated 'Welcome to Bright Falls the home of Deerfest' and '2011,the 69th annual, 2 weeks to go' written badly on a piece of wood bellow it.

The small taxi contained a young average looking woman, late teens early twenties, in the back seat holding onto a medium carry-on bag along with the Indian taxi driver trying to focus on the road and G.P.S. The young woman kept falling from her dream-like state to awake waiting patiently for the 2 hour taxi drive to end.

Finally after much resilience the woman stayed awake long enough to see the familiar warehouses and harbor buildings and blurted "Right 'ere 'ill do thanks" The taxi slowly came to a stop near the second building connected to the main road.

"'ere ya go" the woman presented the man with the fare.

The small yellow taxi drove off leaving the young woman to meander around the town. Sauntering up the concrete sidewalk the woman took a quick right, viewing the oncoming ferry full of cars and the Bright Falls Cannery. Focusing too much of her attention on the pier the woman bumped into a policewoman in her late twenties or early thirties.

"Oh, sorry" the young woman apologized.

"No worries. Lucy, right?" the officer said in a curious manner.

"Yeah."

"Remember me?"

"Um, Sarah?" Lucindre hesitantly remembered.

"Sarah, wow look atcha'. Long time no see, still a Deputy?"

"I'm Sheriff now, Lucy. It's great to see you too."

"How are ya?"

"Tired" Sarah groaned.

"Aren't we all?" Lucy laughingly joked.

"What are you doing back in Bright Falls?"

Lucindre went quiet. "Nan...died..." she was able to let out. Sarah stayed silent for a while, scared to continue the awkward conversation.

"Oh...I, I'm sorry" the Sheriff softly said "Lucy if you need to talk-" "I don't." Lucindre interrupted "I just need to get to the Trailer Park" Lucindre could see the pity that Sarah was feeling. "Well I take my brake in an hour, I can drive you if you'd like" Sheriff Breaker offered empathetically. Lucindre pondered this for a moment then agreed, hoping that she wasn't a burden to Sarah. "Great I can pick you up at the Oh Deer Diner if you want. Know the way?" "Yeah I remember, It's not like I haven't walked from the Police Station to the diner before". They both laughed and went on their mary way.

Lucindre crossed the street and jumped over the fence like she used to do to when she was a kid. She reached the front door of the Oh Deer Diner and was greeted by a smile from the waitress serving two old men coffee."Well, well never thought I'd see your face around this neck of the woods again" a young man in his mid twenties mocked Lucindre. Lucy shot him a look and sarcastically replied "Good to see ya too Dibbles". She sat down with the man known as Tybalt 'Dibbles' Dibbler and felt uncomfortable like she was sitting with an ex-boyfriend, which he was.

"I guess the news got to you, huh" Tybalt started off "Were's Decster" he asked referring to Lucy's brother Declan. "Said he's on his way with the trailer and boxes" Lucindre gently said, reflecting on her text message. They both went silent, hearing nothing but the footsteps of the waitress and blitherings of the two old men.

"Can I get you two anything?" the waitress poked in taking their order

"The usual" Tybalt ordered in a casual tone moving his eyes away from Lucidre

"And you Lucy?"

"Chips, Triple D burger and the Sundae thanks"

"Okay, two usual's..."

"oh and Lucy, welcome back" the waitress smiled lightly

"Thanks Rose"

Both Tybalt and Lucindre wondered about the lantern Rose carried but shrugged it off.

Finishing their sundaes, Tybalt and Lucy continued their chat ,that Lucindre let Dibbles know using her expression, that she loathed.

"Where are you going afterwards?" a hint of curiosity in Tybalts voice

"Trailer Park"

"Ah...Gotta place to stay?"

"Trailer-" Lucindre was cut off

"Can't you say more than just three words?" snapped Tybalt

"Ready to go?" Sarah Chimed in sticking her head in through the door spooking Lucy in the process

"Yeah"

Lucindre mentally thanked Breaker for intervening the awkwardness she was in, grabbed her carry-on and left Tybalt the bill.

Aside from Pat Maine on KBF FM the trip was quiet. By the time Breaker and Losst-Watt got to the trailer park the sun had already start to fade creating a twilight coloured sky that still illuminated the road. Sheriff Breaker and Losst-Watt got out of the squad car, motioning for the owner to open the gate. "Hello Sheriff. Dropping of this little hoodlum again?" the balding and limping man laughed along with Sarah and Lucy. "I kid, I kid. Welcome back Lucy" smiled Randolf with an fatherly tone in his voice. "I suppose your here to get you're grandmothers stuff?" Paul questioned. "And stayin' for a bit. Seems that Declan could'nt make it" announced Lucy after recieving a text from her brother. Randolf opened the gate and started limping to the trailer in the far back with the speed boat on it's side, Lucindre still couldn't believe she did that, leaning up against the caravan.

"I'll let you get settled in. Call if there's anything" Sarah necessitated

"Right, your number still 911?" joked Lucindre

Paul, to Lucindre's surprise, got to the thrailer before her and handed her the key as soon as she caught up. "If there's anything you need-" Randolf was cut off by Lucy "Yeah, call ya". Grabbing the key from the manager, Losst-Watt unlocked the front door, though her bag by the door an nodded off on the couch.

*Thump*

Lucy had woken up, dazed, to see only the darkness of the night in the caravan. Lazily turning on the lamp she heard the noise again.*Thump*. "The hell?" Lucindre thought to herself. The thump came from outside and Lucy had forgotten to lock the door and grab some kind of weapon, something she had learned from horror movies and the show Twin Peaks.

She raced to the door to lock it, turned the front light on to ward off any crazy guys who may come and get her. The light emitted a halo that made Lucindre feel more safe. Racing to the bedroom to turn the light on Lucy could swear she saw someone drowned in dark clothing outside her window hiding behind the trees.

''Gotta be Dibbles" she thought ''Tryin' ta scare me''. Losst-Watt brought out her mobile and called Tybalt up "Why do I still have his number? Don t get sidetracked!" she shrugged this off and continued.

*Ring,ring-Ring,ring-Rin*"Hello?" Tybalts voice came through the phone

"Yeah ya can stop playin' 'round now, I can see ya"

"Lucy? The hell are you talking about? Do you know what time it is?"

"Cut the bull shit Tybalt and come outta there, I can see ya"

"Your at the Stucky's old station?"

"What? No, Trailer Park"

Lucindre and Tybalt pondered this for a moment until Tybalt broke the train of thought.

"Lucy, I'm coming over. Stay where you are"

Losst-Watt didn't take her eyes off the anomaly and slipped her phone into her jacket pocket. The lights slowly dimmed till they were finally burnt out. "This is like every teenaged horror film ever made!" Lucindre's thoughts screamed "Gotta find the torch"

The torch was on the top shelf of the book case. She hurried to be bedroom again to shine the light out the window and on the dark figure but as it turned out was just a branch from another tree. "Oh god, how stupid can you be?" Lucy bashed herself. Lucindre laughed the hysteria off and calmed down, this pace would drive anyone mad, she figured since the lights haven't been used for several months the generator would be stuffed and be in need of a good kicking.

Lucindre stepped out of the caravan door shining her torch to illuminate her path. She moved at a slow pace searching around the outside of the caravan for the generator and saw the loose wires stick out of the cable connecting to the machine. "Oh fer cryin' out loud!" Lucy angrily yelled. Lucindre jogged back to the front gate to complain to Randolf about the shotty wiring. A strong gust of wind scratched her and sent her to the ground dropping her torch.