Authors note: Just the stuff to say i don't own the main charecters or a load of other stuff in this. But thats cool.
Out of the Shadows
The moonlight cast eerie shadows as the wind gently drifted through the forest causing the trees to rustle, a noise that seemingly tried to mask the sound of a single pair of feet walking quickly though the undergrowth.
Occasionally a twig would snap under a heavy boot, its short sharp crack making the air considerably intense for a few moments before the figure continued. As the trees dimmed they came across what they were looking for; a fence.
It was not a normal fence. In fact it was anything but normal. Being at least twelve feet tall with barbed wire around the top and constructed of heavy-duty mesh it had the look of a top-secret military base. Certainly it was not allowed to let anyone in, yet alone anything out!
A large sign gently knocked against the fence in the breeze. It was painted light blue overall and the paint was peeling from the edges revealing rotting dark wood underneath. Stencilled in black across its centre was a motif of a globe with wings, underneath this was the legend 'U.N.I.T. RESTRICTED ZONE'
The figure kneeled down in front of the fence, removed a large bulky rucksack from their back and looked both ways before pulling a large metal handle that protruded upwards from the rucksack.
Out of the rucksack gently slid a large pair of wire cutters, the used and battered blades glinted in the moonlight as the user put them to the wire of the fence. In the moonlight the users balaclava and dark overalls blended in, even the dark haired plait that came out of the back of the balaclava didn't show up.
Inside the fence was a large area of land. It was well known that before UNIT restricted the area in the 1950s it contained a thriving village community, a community that had once disappeared overnight. No one had heard anything of anyone that was in Haverton that night since, and those who were out certainly didn't want to ever go back.
Slowly along the road the figure crept, occasionally stopping for a look around. They knew that at some point a UNIT patrol would find the hole in the fence, at least using an old manual method a laser hadn't alerted them sooner.
Further along the road music could be heard. It wasn't normal music but was a strange, tinny type of music that the figure hadn't heard before, for the first time in a long time they were frightened. After all it was probably normal to be frightened after having broken into a UNIT controlled zone without hearing a strange kind of music from a supposedly deserted town.
Buildings were now appearing on either side of the road. Typical of the area they were built of a stone with a yellow tint to it and slate roofs, both of which seemed to pick up the moonlight in a disturbing and eerie way.
Overgrown gardens, cars that would now be deemed as classic and degrading street furniture lined the side of the roads on the way into the village. They felt strange, like a person alone in another world, so much so that they checked the vortex accelerator on their wrist to ensure they were on Earth, and it was 2010.
The centre of the town however was much different. The town square contained a fair though its rides had started to decay, the joyous patterns and swirls that adorned it were still evident but were just ghosts of past glories. Animals and carriages on the rides were covered in cobwebs and in the bright moonlight brought about a feeling of fear, as opposed to one of joy.
Beyond the rides was an organ mounted in a truck, the figure walked over and stood in front of it. They had the instant thought that something here was wrong, whilst everything else was decaying and degrading the organ looked like it was new, as if it was immune to time and the elements. Even the gaudily painted figures that stood proud with their little drums and batons looked polished.
Having had a fear of clowns since childhood the viewer found this organ incredibly creepy. The six gaily-painted figures were scary enough on their own but the way they seemed to be looking straight at her drove an almighty fear that had been quashed for many years back into her head.
She turned around to see if she could find any other indication of what had happened here, she knew UNIT hadn't. In fact she knew they still hadn't in 2050 at the least.
With her back to the organ she felt a cold, evil presence on her. Quickly she turned back around. Before there had been six of the figures stood watching, now there were only four, the two blank plinths being obvious to see. Worst of all the expression on the central figure had changed from indifferent to evil. Its mouth had curled upwards in a disturbed smile and its head had rolled back as if to laugh whilst its eyes remain fixed on her.
She stood routed to the spot, terrified beyond her means.