The high pitch ringing of Greysen's alarm pierced the morning tranquility. It's face reading 6:30am, just enough time to wake up, shower, and smoke before leaving for school. The door slammed as Greysen rushed out after falling asleep during his smoke. He darted through yards and across busy streets trying desperately to make it before first period starts.
Greysen only lived a mile and a half away from the school so he made it with a few minutes to spare. On his way to his first class he was stopped in the hallway by Craig.
(Craig) Hey, I wanted to catch you before class. If you want to be anyone in this school, don't hang around the weird kids.
(Greysen) The weird kids?
(Craig) They hang out in the barn because we made them. Do yourself a favor and stay away.
(Greysen) Looks like I'll find out on my own.
Greysen smiled and waved as Michelle walked towards them and into class. He then shot a glare at Craig before following her lead. All day Greysen couldn't shake the words of his classmate. (So what if they're weird, they seemed cool enough) he thought to himself before drifting into an unplanned nap.
Through all of his classes Greysen couldn't keep his eye off the clock, anxious to see the outcome of his decision. When the final bell rang he all but sprinted out of class to meet up with Michelle. Who was standing in front of the school with an older dark haired man in a leather coat and brown slacks. The two stood by a small red four door, presumably their ride. This nameless man opened the door and Michelle took a seat before waving Greysen to join her. He hurried to the car, sat down, and closed the door.
(Greysen) So where are we going?
(Michelle) We are going to my dads cabin shouldn't be too long.
A slightly awkward silence filled the ride and when they arrived it sounded as if the party was going strong. Michelle, Greysen and the still unnamed man exited the car and headed to the door. Michelle led the two up to the door which swung open revealing Kyle and Travis holding extra drinks.
(Travis) Greysen glad you made it!
(Greysen) Had nothing better to do right?
(Michelle) Hey guys this is Kristian, I met him today at lunch.
Kristian didn't say a word, he just nodded and shook everyone's hand.
(Travis) Shy? Not a problem, a few shots will set you straight.
(Clara) Hey guys will you come inside already!
Greysen took a taste of his drink, followed by a heavy gulp, which seemed to have almost instant effect. After regaining focus he headed inside to join the party.
~Mercer County Chapel~
The Chapel Hall was silent as it usually was on Friday nights, only the Pastor and a few townsfolk populated it's walls.
(Craig) Pastor Stephens! Pastor Stephens!
The pastor glanced over to see Craig drenched in sweat his face crinkling as he held back more panicked screams.
(Stephens) What it it my son?
(Craig) I heard some of the kids at school talking, and I'm almost positive I heard them mention something about a sacrifice.
Pastor Stephens could tell by the look in Craig's dark hazel eyes that he was telling the truth.
(Stephens) Are you sure?
Unable to bring the words from his mouth he nodded and sat down. The nearly four mile run had finally caught up with him.
(Stephens) When was this supposed to happen?
(Craig) They said tonight.
(Stephens) Any Idea where?
(Craig) I didn't hear anything except a statue in the woods.
(Stephens) Oh dear, we have to hurry!
Craig and the pastor took off into the woods, followed by the few people in the church at the time.
(Craig) So whats the big deal about this statue?
(Stephens) It's long been rumored to be a source of evil power, Cults have been having dark rituals here as long as I've been pastor.
(Craig) Do you really think they're gunna kill em?
(Stephens) I just hope we arrive in time to stop it before it gets the that point.
Craig felt his heart drop at the thought of losing one of his friends, and took off as fast as he could.
The group came to a clearing lit by a solitary fire surrounded by hooded figures. The figures didn't seem to notice them yet, and continued their chanting.
(Craig) Oh crap what are we gonna do?
(Stephens) Just stay here
An unknown voice could be heard shouting through everyone's head (Leave this place!) Everyone was stunned by the voice, some even finding it hard to move. The flames from the campfire began to burn black, and the smoke that came from it started taking shape. It was now that Craig had mustered the will to break free from his fear and charged the circle.
~Pastor Stephens' house~
Greysen tossed and turned in his sleep as if having a nightmare. He suddenly woke up shouting
(Greysen) I don't know how!
(Stephens) Don't know how to do what son?
(Greysen) Oh nothing it must have been a dream. Wait a minute why are yo-
Greysen paused for a second and took in his surroundings.
(Greysen) Scratch that where the hell am I? And how did I get here? And while I'm at it who are you?
(Stephens) I'm Greg Stephens, the pastor here, and this is my home. As far as how you got here, well why don't we start with what you remember.
(Greysen) All I remember is a small party, I had a few drinks. After that my mind is blank.
(Stephens) You were drugged, and taken to the woods for a sacrificial ritual.
(Greysen) Do you know what they were trying to accomplish?
(Stephens) Sadly no I do not.
Greysen looked to the ceiling in confusion when he heard someone whisper (I do.) He quickly glanced around the room, then back towards the pastor.
(Greysen) Did.. Did you say something?
(Stephens) No.. are you alright?
(Greysen) Yeah I'm fine, I think I just need to go home and get some rest.
Greysen got up and stumbled out the door.
(Greysen) Thank you for saving me last night.
(Stephens) I'm not the one you should thank.
(Greysen) Who then?
(Stephens) He wished to remain anonymous. I'm sure you'll figure it out on your own. Your a smart kid.
With that Greysen left and headed for home.