Tina's Last night.
It was late October, turn of the century. Life was good for many. People had founded new lands and starting settling in them, it was very promising. There was no war, only happiness. There was also a lot of hard work, but not for Tina.
Tina Williams wasn't new to the land, she had grown up there. Her parents had settled in the town of moonlight falls and had become very wealthy in the process of setting up a life for them. Most of the people in Tina's neighborhood were wealthy though, she never saw the hardship of others.
Tina's family had to be the wealthiest in town. Sure anyone who owned a house was considered wealthy, but Tina's house was the biggest out of all of them. She lived in a huge mansion, full of servants attending to her every whim. She had a room all to her own, and hundreds of rooms to explore. Although, by age ten Tina had already explored every room in the house, and loved to spend time outdoors.
Tina loved exploring places in town with her friends Ally and George. They weren't as curious as her, but none the less they stuck by her side. They often described Tina as Adventurous, brave, and very, very curious. They often thought that was because of the fact that life was usually given to her, and she wanted to find something that wasn't. She was most likely to not ask her servants for things and do them herself, although in her parents' presence she was grateful towards them.
That night she was dressed in her casual attire for a night on the town, which for her still was a fancy dress. Her parents didn't own anything less; people should've seen what she wore whenever she attended her parents' dinner parties.
Her parents didn't tend to mind if she went off on her own, even she was only twelve years old. The town wasn't very big and there weren't many places for her to go. She didn't really try to tell her parents where she went anyway. The house was so big; it would take her forever to find them. Occasionally, she would tell a servant if one caught her going out the door, and leave them to tell her parents. Her parents didn't care where she went, as long as she was home before dark and stayed out of the woods. She respected those rules well enough.
She was just heading out into the suburban area she lived in at sunset to play. Technically, she was still following her parent's rules. As long as she got inside before dark her parents wouldn't send servants to look for her. She told her two friends to meet her outside her house.
Ally was there waiting for her. Allison Smith was what someone might call 'middle class' in her sector. Her family was rich, but not as rich as some people, like Tina for example. Allison liked to go by Ally because it was less formal. She had two brothers unlike Tina who was an only child. None the less they liked spending time with each other about the same as the other.
Ally seemed to follow Tina everywhere she went. She might have admired Tina and looked up to her since Ally was only ten years old and slightly shorter than her. Ally had her dirty blonde hair (that Tina often mistook for grey) tied back in a loose braid so it bounced as she walked. It was embedded with daisies she had picked outside her house to give her a playful look to match her smile and blue eyes. She wore a dress that would have been fancy to the farm children, but Tina's parents would think was "too casual" for the family's wardrobe.
Ally's dress had long white sleeves with a purple floral fabric for the base. Usually, Ally went barefoot, but now she was wearing white slacks splattered with mud. It was boggling to Tina of how her shoes could be dirtier than hers, because all she did was follow her around, meanwhile she did all the dirty work. Of course, Tina had a staff of servants who shined her shoes the minute she appeared through the door to keep off her parents trail, meanwhile Ally hardly ever went home except at night. During the day she followed Tina around.
Tina was wearing a purple sleeveless gown with a white jacket. To top it off she wore some white tights and black buckle shoes that were going to be torn and mud splattered by the time she finished playing with her friends. She was still waiting for George however.
Her friend George was probably the poorest of the rich. Tina never knew what his parents did for a living neither did she care. George usually went barefoot, although if it was by choice or because he didn't own any shoes Tina didn't know. He had blonde hair that was usually a mess and green eyes that always calmed her. He always wore a white shirt with a brown vest over top and brown dress pants he had rolled up to his knees. He had this carefree smile that always took her breath away. He had the same adventure in his will as her, in the sense that he would venture anywhere, and she had liked that; but, there was also this sadness to him as well that held him back. It was like he worried about his ridicule and his family's business.
Many people in town called him a hillbilly by the way he dressed, and questioned why someone of Tina's stature would befriend him. Tina had always reasoned with the fact that whoever she befriended would be not as rich as her father was, so why did it matter? Some people had even thought she had the intentions of courting him one day, in which her parents were ashamed. She tried to assure them they were just friends, but she wasn't totally sure herself.
Tina started to worry. Ally always arrived first, but George was never this late. Maybe he needed to help his parents out at work or something, she thought, but it didn't calm her nerves. The sun was going down, if he didn't arrive soon she would have to go back inside and miss seeing him. I have to make sure he's okay, she told herself. Her instincts took over, and she ran towards his house.
As she ran, Ally ran in close pursuit, yelling at her to slow down or stop. Ally's voice seemed far away though, as she approached his house. She had only been to his house once before, and she had never been inside it. George was probably afraid she would mock him for being poorer than her. She tried to tell him she didn't care, but he never listened.
When she finally reached the house she saw that the inside was dark, even though night was approaching. The candles should be lit, she thought, but then why isn't light coming from the windows? She noticed the door was open. It was hanging open ajar; swinging back and forth in the breeze like it was threatening to close on her. George's family never kept their doors open, no one did. It was like hanging a sign above your door inviting anyone to venture inside.
Then she noticed that there was a piece missing from the door where the doorknob should be. It was like someone or something had shoved the door open with incredible force. Something is wrong, she thought. Suddenly her palms felt sweaty and her nerves overtook her. For once in her life she was genuinely scared. She had been nervous whenever she faced the woods, but she had also felt a tingle of excitement. Not now, what she was about to do now wasn't adventure, it was suicide.
Still, George... She couldn't back down now. No, that she was sure. It went against everything she had done. Ally was probably running to catch up with her, she couldn't run back. Ally might think she was a coward and hate her. Besides, George might be in there. This might be her last chance to see him, or better yet save him from the danger that might be inside. Then no one would question who she befriended ever again. She entered the house.
The house was small. The smallest house she had ever seen. It was probably the size of a farm house, with a kitchen and living area downstairs, and the bedrooms upstairs. She couldn't make out much of what was in the rooms because of the darkness quickly filling the house from the night, but she was certain no one was in them. She went upstairs to check the bedrooms.
Upstairs there were two bedrooms...at least she guessed because the walls that divided them were completely destroyed and lay as piles of splinters where they used to stand. In the far left corner, Tina could see some creature leaning over. It looked like a mixture of a snake and a dragon, with a long thick snake tail where its legs should be with and a large body covered with scales. The arms were boney, but its fingers were pointed with claws and they were both covered in green scales like the body. It had the head of a cobra, with two large scaly muscles sticking out the sides of the head. Its back was turned, so she couldn't see its face, but she heard hissing, and it's body seemed to glow like it was on fire, providing the only light in the room.
It was huddled over, feeding on its last victim. From the light Tina could make out the dead bodies of George's parents, cold and lifeless in the corner. The monster's fangs were currently sinking it's fangs in the flesh of... George. Tina felt her world shatter as she stood there, helpless against the monster.
George was still alive, but just barely. His eyes met hers, and conveyed a message. Go, save yourself! I'd feel better if you lived. Let me die happily and get out of here! If you are my friend, get out now! Go tell someone so they can kill this thing once and for all. Let me be its last victim. Go!
Tina was pretty sure most of that would have been her imagination, but his eyes were saying go. The other parts were true, though. He would feel better if she lived, but she would also feel better if he lived. She would never forgive herself if she got away. She would always blame herself. She didn't think she had a chance of making it anyway. As soon as she turned around to run, the monster would kill her, and then it would go outside and kill Ally. She would never have a chance to warn anyone.
She knew she only had one chance. She steeled herself for what was to come. She knew she was going to die. She was going to anyway. Even if she had a chance, it meant the creature would never be killed. As much as she hated to admit it, George wasn't important enough. No one would kill this monster for him. It had to be her. If she died, her parents wouldn't rest until this thing was destroyed. They would probably spend every penny trying to kill it. If only she had a way to get their attention. It was dark now; they would probably be looking for her.
So as the life left George's eyes, she let out a blood curdling scream that filled the night. The sound interested her, for she never screamed before. So, as an added measure, she cried out, "No! No, no, no!" The monster turned at the sound, and as she saw its terrible red eyes, everything was gone.
A/N: Hey, Everybody! Just to let you know, if that didn't sound like the Sims game I'm sorry. Truthfully, I don't have the *Sims 3 Supernatural*. This is the story I wanted to play out if I ever got the game. The story idea originally came from one I had when I was around Tina's age. Horrifying isn't it. Don't worry my original idea wasn't so horrific. It was where she went inside an abandoned building, went to the upstairs of the dark house, looked into the monsters eyes and died. Point is; she's dead. Hope you enjoyed my first chapter, don't forget to R & R. No Flames, please, or else you'll summon the monster (whose name will be revealed in the next chapter). Stay tuned to find out.