Micah's Story Chapter 4: Field of Screams


Disclaimer~ None of the Characters, places, or events are mine, until the end of this chapter when Micah...wait, I cant tell you! You have to read and find out yourself!!!! lol anyway, everything either comes from Stephen King, or the production company. My stuff is from me, and if your gonna use it, use it well!

It was dark. In the distance, flames from the burning church could be seen, and the smoke was filling the sky. No more adults lived. Except for the woman, Angela, and Lacey. Danny didn't know this, but he was about to find out. "There are no more adults to come between us. You are one with us now. Say it with me Danny. WE ARE ONE. WE ARE ONE." Danny and I walked over to where there were two beds made of cornstalks. My Brothers uncovered the beds, and tied to them were Angela and Lacey.
A look of disbelief crossed Danny's face, and he sensed what he was going to have to do. "First cut out her tongue. Then when her pitiful protestations are silenced, CARVE OUT HER HEART!" I yelled. Danny took the scythe from my hands, and raised it above his head. The moment of truth for him, for all of us was drawing near. "WE ARE ONE! WE ARE ONE! WE ARE ONE!" Just then, a light came over us from far out in the field. The Children all believed that He was coming. They began to scatter. "DO IT NOW, DANNY!" But Danny wasn't listening to me anymore. He had forsaken the Lord, and turned against us. I was shoved to the ground, and lay there in disbelief.
"For God's sake, Danny!" Lacey cried. He raised the scythe, and she screamed, a long, loud scream. He brought it down, and cut the ropes holding on of her hands. She breathed a sigh of relief, and fought off the Children as he freed her from her remaining bonds. They ran, and soon it was only Ruth and I in the center of the clearing. We waited patiently for the Children to return with the outlanders, and I kept seeing her look at me out of the corner of my eye. once, she opened her mouth to say something, but closed it again as the Children returned. I stood where I was, and Waited a few seconds before I spoke. " Did you really think, that He Who Walks Behind the Rows would ALLOW you to escape?" I walked forward "Danny. You disappoint me. Now you must be treated just like the others." Then Danny, Lacey, Angela, and John's scared faces looked me in they eye, and knew that I wanted them dead.
"The blood of those that defileith the corn must flow into the earth. Kneel!" Raising the scythe above my head in anticipation, I was suddenly struck by a blue light, and couldn't move. I felt a tug on the back of my robe, and looked around, since I was caught on the Harvester's blades. I was pulled onto my knees, and began to be sucked backwards. " Danny, please. Help me. Danny, you're my friend! Please!" My face began to twist, and mold into a shape that was hideous. When it was over, I realized that I was not possessed anymore. He Who Walks Behind the Rows had left my body. He didn't want to die like I most certainly was going to. I closed my eyes and began to pray to a God that I had stopped believing in four years ago. I only hoped that it wasn't too late. the last thing I saw were Danny's eyes looking at me sadly. I felt a bit of pain, and then everything was black.
(TWO HOURS LATER)
Voices. They sounded familiar. I couldn't tell who they were though. My eyes opened, and I saw Danny and Lacey standing over me. " Micah? Are you OK?" Danny asked, sounding apprehensive. I nodded. " Um, do you still want us dead?"
"Why aren't you kneeling? The outlanders must be sacrificed." The two looked at each other and began to back away. "No. I'm just kidding. I don't mean it. He Who Walks Behind the Rows left my body right before I was sucked through the Harvester. He didn't want to die. If I died, He died. Lacey sat down. She looked at me and almost smiled.
" Micah, you weren't sucked through the Harvester. it was that girl, Ruth. She pulled you out seconds before you would have gone through. She tripped, and she ended up getting, um, 'harvested.' I'm sorry. I know how close you were with her." Lacey looked as if she were going so pass out. she was white as, well, me.
"Ruth? Me and Ruth? Are you crazy? She liked me I think. I never liked her. He Who Walks Behind the Rows would have never allowed it even if I had liked her." I stood up, looking around at what was left of the cornfield. Not much. A big black hole had been burned into the center of the field, where the clearing had been. the rest was on fire in places, from I guessed when the Harvester exploded.
Danny showed me what had been by me when they had found me. He said that I had been thrown about 40 feet, and I had landed near 2 objects. One, that he handed me was a black hat. The other was a cross, made from corn. Both had belonged to Isaac. There was a note in the hat's brim that said 'I always have your back. No matter where you are, no matter if you are one with the Lord, I'll always be there for you when you need me.' It was signed Ike. I smiled, thinking about Isaac, and what he meant to me. He would always be like a father to me. He had started everything. He had also predicted my leadership, and that had been helpful.
Johns voice floated over the stalks to us. " Are you guys ready to leave? Danny? Lacey? Come on. we're going." The two motioned that I was supposed to follow them, and we walked over to where John and Angela were. They didn't know that I was still alive, so when Angela saw me, she screamed. I kind of smiled, and the three of us explained what had happened to me, and I could tell that she was still scared, but Angela came over to me and looked into my eyes. She smiled and said that I was myself again. That my eyes looked that same as they had the first day I had come to Hemmingford. John and her walked away from us a little bit, and talked for a few minutes. Then they walked back over and John smiled at me. "How would you like to come to New York with us? We could adopt you, and you could stay with us. Lacey will be, and I think that it would work." I nodded, and walked to the red car. We all piled in, and started on our drive to New York.
I didn't know what was going to happen, but I hoped that whatever it was was better then what had been happening to me so far. New York held a lot of possibility and promise for me, and I couldn't wait to see it.