YES!!! Finally! Ok this chapter is called Was It a Dream? by 30 Seconds to Mars
"Can you walk?" he asked, the worry still lining his perfect face.
"I can manage," she said, slowly lifting herself off the bed. She swung her legs over the edge of the bed and sat up. The room spun and she closed her eyes. "just give me a minute," she said sensing Sean's anxiousness. She opened her eyes and the room slid back into place. Sean had walked over to the window and was now gazing intently out of it.
"We can't leave yet," he said so quietly that Katrina could barely hear him. She was about to ask him something when, in an instant, Sean's cold hand was covering her mouth.
"Shh," he whispered in her ear, his icy breath giving her goosebumps. "Quietly," he warned before drawing his hand back.
"How did you do that?" she asked with wide eyes.
"Do what?" he said innocently.
"Get over here so fast?"
"What are you talking about?" His tone suggested utter bewilderment but Katrina could hear his defensiveness.
"You know what I'm talking about," she hissed back at him, her voice still low. "How did you cross the room so fast?"
"You're being ridiculous! I have no idea what you're saying!" The anger in his voice was clear even though he was still whispering. "We need to come up with a plan on how and when to get out of here without being killed so please stay focused." Katrina stared at him and saw a strange flicker of light in his eyes. She forgot what she had been saying.
"I'm sorry, I just blanked out. What were you saying?" she said, wondering why she was whispering. Sean looked strangely triumphant.
"I was saying," he said with a slight smile, "That we can't leave tonight."
"Oh…Why not?"
"It's not safe," he slowly looked around the room. "It's probably not safe in here either."
"What are we going to do if it's not safe in here or out there?!" Katrina asked frantically.
"Do you have a room with no windows?"
"Uh…The basement."
"That's perfect. We'll stay in there." Sean said purposefully. "Lead the way."
"Uh…ok," Katrina said. Normally she would have protested but she felt strange around Sean. She felt as though everything he said was right and could not be contradicted. That was something she never felt around anyone, not even her own parents. She walked out of the room with Sean following her. He turned out the light and closed the door behind them. Katrina was about to turn on the hallway light but Sean's cold hand stopped her.
"If he's watching I don't want to give him an idea of where we're headed." he said, answering her questioning pause. Katrina nodded and headed down the hallway slowly and then slowed even more when the got to the staircase. She thought she heard Sean chuckling softly at her cautious movement, but she ignored him and advanced down the stairs at her wary pace.
"You have a beautiful home," Sean said as they passed through living room.
" Um, thanks," Katrina said awkwardly. He followed her into the kitchen where she opened a door next to the pantry. The stairway to the basement was pitch black. She looked hesitantly at Sean. "We're going to need a light to get down there," she said slowly, trying to gage Sean's reaction. He rolled his eyes and grabbed her uninjured wrist. He was about to lead her down into the blackness.
"Are you crazy! We'll break our necks!," she hissed as she tried to break his hold on her.
"I'm not going to let you break your neck, now lets go." He dragged her onto the first step and turned to close the door behind them, making the darkness around them complete. Katrina clung to his arm desperately as they descended down the stairs.
As they got to the last steps Katrina eye's adjusted to the dark. She reached for the light switch, relieved that Sean didn't stop her. The small room filled with light instantly. There were boxes stacked from floor to ceiling on one side of the room and the opposite side was empty and clean, very unlike a typical basement.
"Well this is cozy," Sean said with a smirk. Katrina rolled her eyes.
"How can you be sure its safe down here?"
"Will you feel better if I stayed up all night?" Sean asked, his face serious. Katrina nodded sheepishly. His smirk returned.
"Ok…I shall stay up and protect you."
"What if you fall asleep?"
"I wont fall asleep."
"How can you be so sure?" Sean was frowning now.
"Because I just know."
"But how can you know?"
"Why do you ask so many questions? Just trust me and I will explain everything to you in the morning." His tone was resolute.
"Ok," Katrina said with a sigh. The events of the night began to catch up to her, leaving her exhausted.
"Do you want me to go upstairs and bring you something to sleep on?" Sean asked tentatively, obviously sensing her fatigue.
"No…there should be a sleeping bag in one of these boxes." She walked over to the side of the room that was dominated by boxes. She looked for the box labeled 'camping' and found it at the very top of the stack. "Great," she muttered.
"Here," Sean said from behind her, making her jump. He reached passed her with one arm and brought the box down, getting very close to her in the process. She could feel the heat rolling off of him in waves. It made her knees weak. She remembered when he put his hand to her forehead. He had been freezing, but now he felt very warm. She blinked furiously to bring herself back to reality. He handed her the box and to her great relief he didn't seem to notice her strange reaction.
"Thanks," She said, feeling like a total idiot. She opened the box and pulled out a bid black sleeping bag. She shook it hard to make sure there were no bugs hidden inside of it.
After she confirmed that it was bug free she laid it out in the middle of the room.
"You sure you don't need a pillow or anything?" he asked as he sat against the wall.
"I'm sure," she said, giving him a reassuring smile as she zipped herself into the sleeping bag. Now that she was lying perfectly still, her muscles started to ache again, but she was so exhausted that she fell asleep in spite of the pain. When she awoke it felt as though she had only slept a few hours. She lifted her arm to check her watch. It was three in the morning.
So she had only slept for a couple hours. How strange, she thought. She turned over in the sleeping bag with difficulty. She saw Sean leaning against the wall with his head bowed forward. " 'Won't fall asleep,' my ass!" she hissed angrily. But something wasn't right. "Sean?" she whispered timidly. Very slowly, he lifted his head. Her eyes were fixated on hi face. Something was horribly wrong. His eyes were bright blue, not green as they should have been.
He slowly got to his feet and even more slowly walk towards her. His face was smooth and void of emotion. He was now standing right above her and right before her eyes his features were morphing until she was staring Daniel in the face. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with horror. The an ear-splitting scream escaped her throat. She struggled to get out of her make shift bed but it wound itself tightly around her, making escape impossible.
Daniel tilted his head slightly before a horrible grin spread across his face. The scream froze in her throat. He had two long, gleaming white fangs protruding from his mouth. She screamed again as Daniel leaned down and buried his head in her hair. At first she thought he was just embracing her, but then she felt his breath at her throat and then came the pain. She was struggling wildly trying to get away before she realized that she was actually awake, but she felt someone's hands one her and she started to thrash about again.
She was screaming as she tried to get out of her sleeping bag. She crawled across the floor as fast as she could after she escaped, scraping her palms and knees in the process. Then she curled herself up in a corner and hoped that however was in there wouldn't see her through the blackness.
The lights switched on and Katrina reflexively shut her eyes against the bright light. She then felt something cold brush her forearm. "Don't touch me!" she wailed, opening her eyes in time to see Sean flinch away from her as though she had shocked him. He backed away from her and stood in the middle of the room. Then he started to move toward her hesitantly. Sean knelt in front of her and reached out with his hand.
Katrina flinched. Sean hesitated slightly, then reached out again. He placed his cold hand on Katrina's cheek, making her shiver.
"I'm a good guy remember," he said softly, "I'm not going to hurt you."
"You say that a lot," Katrina said quietly. Sean smiled beautifully.
"Only because it's true," he said, with such conviction that she had no choice but to believe him. He held out his hand and Katrina took it without hesitation. He helped her off the floor and held out his arm to steady her when she started to sway. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine," she said with a reluctant smile.
"You want to know something funny?" Sean said, obviously trying to brighten the mood.
"What?" Katrina asked, totally bewildered.
" I just now realized that I don't know you name."
Katrina winced. "Oh," she said, feeling very stupid, "My name is Katrina Walker." Oh crap, she thought anxiously, should I have told him that?
"I'm Sean Simpson," he said simply.
"I know," she said, instantly regretting it.
" You do?"
" They told me at the police station."
"Ah," He let the subject drop. "Well Katrina, I think you should get packed now."
"Is it safe?"
"Yes…something tells me Daniel wouldn't attempt murder in broad daylight." he said, his tone strangely humorous.
"Are you sure?" Katrina asked him skeptically.
"One hundred percent sure," Sean said confidently. Katrina thought this over. Now that she looked back on it (something she avoided doing) she noticed both attacks were at night. Was it a coincidence or was Sean right? She studied him closely. God, he is beautiful, she thought earnestly. His looks humbled her even more, something she didn't think was possible. Katrina was painfully modest as it was. She felt unworthy to be in his presence, which made her feel ridiculous. She was like a human meeting a god or an angel.
"Where will we go?" she asked after returning form her trance.
" I know some people who will gladly take us in."
"Oh," was all Katrina could manage to say.
"What is it ?" said Sean, sensing her apprehension.
"Well I thought we could get a couple of rooms or something. Maybe notify the police." Sean looked at her with pity in his eyes.
"I've already told you…The police won't stop Daniel and we don't want to give him another incentive to kill you." Katrina flinched.
"Well what about getting two rooms in a hotel. I really don't feel like being around other people right now." Sean looked a little hurt, like he thought she was talking about not wanting to be around him either. Katrina scrambled to explain herself. "I-I don't have a problem being around you. I mean you saved my life but I'm not up to meeting new people right now." Sean smiled at her awkwardness.
"I think it's best if we stayed together. It would look bad if we checked into a room together. How old are you?" Katrina ignored the question.
"You don't think I can take care of myself?" she said, her voice indignant.
"That's not what I meant at all! I mean you wouldn't be standing in front of me if you couldn't take care of yourself." he said reassuringly. Katrina shook her head. She had only said that to get him off the subject of her age, but she couldn't hold off the nagging worry that had been plaguing her since last night any longer.
"No…something-something was different about Daniel last night. Actually everything about him was different."
"What do you mean?" Sean asked uneasily.
"He looked different. He sounded different. He was a lot stronger." She ran her fingers over the bruises that were forming into dark purple splotches on the tops of her arms. " I couldn't fight him off. It was like trying to break the grasp of a statue."
Sean shrugged. "Maybe he was on drugs."
Katrina looked at him reproachfully. "I don't think so," she said gravely.
"Look," Sean was staring at her intently. "We don't have time to wonder why Daniel is being crazier than usual. We have to get out of here, preferably before dark."
Katrina nodded. "Ok. I'll get my stuff. How long do you think we'll be gone?"
Sean shrugged. "I don't know. Until we figure out a way to stop Daniel."
"Stop him? Ourselves? How?"
Sean shrugged again. "We kill him."
