Prologue
I walked down the trail I had left for myself. I had always walked around to clear
my mind. It was something about night time that soothes everything. Occasionally
I'd pass the Godfrey's house late enough to hear Roman and Olivia tonight it was
as silent as when leaves fall.
After being at least 20 feet away from their house I started humming to myself. I
kept walking till a disturbing stench hit my nose. It smelled of a rotting or decaying
animal.I looked around but saw nothing but the trees and there seemed to reach out
there limbs as if just to grab at you.
The more I had kept walking the stronger and more inhumane the scent smelt. I lifted
my shirt to cover my nose from the fowl aroma and kept walking. Just then I heard
something, like the sound of a leaf crunching when it gets stepped on.I quickly
turned around to check my surroundings. "Who the hell is out the there." I yelled
at the darkness knowing my voice would be anonymous to anyone considering I
was a silent kind of girl. One side of me wanted an answer the other wanting it to
remain dead silent.
When I turned back around a black figure had cross the length in front of me. The perfect
cliche version of tall, dark, and creepy. I started jogging to try and ignore the figure. Just
as I started there was the repeat of the leaves crunching under someone's feet. I then
started running to get away from what ever was stepping on the leaves and the figure.
Then there was footsteps mimicking mine no giving a damn to look back. Then was a huge
oak tree there it looked as if it was calling me to it. I hurried to it and ran behind it.
After five minutes of complete silence a strange single wind blew and it carried the decaying
aroma.I held breath and decided to check the road. It was completely empty, nothing there
except the glare of the moonlight. Once I turned back facing the woods the figure stood
above me faceless or at least it was to dark to see it. I wasted no time and went to scream
but I had no voice like it had been stolen from me. I heard a dark, deep, menacing kind of
chuckle before I was consumed by darkness.
