Chapter Two
Annabel awoke with a start, a scream tight in her throat. Annabel was covered in sweat; her heart was beating fast and felt like it was leaping into her throat.
She could feel the vibrations of the car moving underneath her; the car was moving, which meant the delay was fixed. However, the vibrations were jumpy and uneven. Annabel began to breath heavily. This is not happening! I'm still dreaming and this isn't real! Annabel thought as she looked around hurriedly.
"Stupid car, I knew I should have had it fixed. The engine is acting up again." Sara's mother said. Annabel could see her shift gears.
Annabel looked outside and saw the other cars moving and the employees going back inside the building. No! This is not real! Annabel repeated to herself, her horrifyingly real dream was still replaying itself in her head.
"On the plane we're sitting together, right Randy?" Cassie asked.
"Yeah." Randy answered.
Annabel felt her panic growing; this was just like her dream. But, it was just a dream, it wasn't real!
"Annie and I are sitting together, right?" Sara asked, using her most hated nickname.
Annabel felt her heart jump into her throat; she began to breath in short gasps and sweat even more.
"Yeah, I made it so that everyone would sit by everyone. Happy now?" Randy asked, putting an end to their questions.
"Are we going to be late?" Cassie asked Sara's mother, Mrs. Addison.
"No, it didn't take two hours after all. Thank goodness you kids aren't going to miss your flight." Mrs. Addison said and laughed.
"No." Annabel whispered, close to tears of fright. This could not be happening. Annabel looked out the window and into the next car and saw a five-year-old boy clutching a stuffed tiger. The boy looked back at her, a still expression on his face.
Annabel unbuckled her seat belt and leaned forward, more like lunged forward, surprising everyone in the car.
"Annabel, what's your problem?" Randy asked. Everyone looked at the distraught Annabel; her face was even paler then usual and her breathing with short and shallow, filled with fear.
Annabel spun around. "The problem? I'll tell you the problem: we're all going to die! We have to get out of this car right now!" Annabel screamed.
"Annabel stop! That's not funny!" Mrs. Addison said.
"I'm not joking! We have to get out of here! We're all going to die!" Annabel continued to scream. She attempted to reach for the parking break.
Mrs. Addison grabbed Annabel's wrist. "Stop that right now, that's not funny." Mrs. Addison said.
Randy pulled his sister backward and tried to calm her down. "Listen to me! We have to get out of here!" Annabel was screaming, she was shaking violently in her brother's arms.
Randy shot an apologizing look at Mrs. Addison. "Annabel and I will get out and meet you guys at the airport." Randy said, now truly worried about his sister. She wasn't one to joke, especially about death.
"Walk? Randy, the airport is almost two miles from here, that's why there's a car. You'll never make the flight." Cassie whined.
"Then we'll get the next one. Cassie, it's fine, it's fine." Randy said reassuringly.
Cassie frowned; Mrs. Addison unlocked the car door, upset about Annabel's eerie behavior.
Randy opened the door and helped his sister out of the car; she clung to him, seeming to calm down once she was out of the car.
Annabel and Randy watched the car drive a few feet and stop; the passenger door opened and Sara stepped out. "I'm gonna make sure she's alright, I'll walk with them." Sara said and walked toward Annabel and Randy.
"What happened Annabel?" Randy asked, looking down at his sister.
"I saw it; the overhang, it collapsed." Annabel sobbed; those were the only words audible.
Before Randy and Sara could calm Annabel any farther, they were comforted by an airport employee.
She took one look at Annabel then looked up at Randy. "Is everything all right? Why did you exit your car, is everything okay?" The employee asked.
Before anyone could say anything there was a loud crashing/breaking sound, unlike anything any of them had ever heard before.
Before their eyes, Annabel, Randy, Sara and the employee witnessed the collapsing of the overhang. There was the loud, eerie sound of twisting metal and muffled screams cut short by the large stone. There was a large explosion as the stone finished falling; everyone turned their faces away from the fire but Annabel could still feel the heat against her skin.
Sara, Annabel and Randy turned their gazes numbly back to the carnage in front of them. Annabel was trembling; Sara began to cry, knowing that her mother was dead. Randy stood numbly, holding his trembling sister tight.
The employee's face paled. "Stay right here, don't move!" She commanded and rushed off into the security building. The three survivors were too numb to do anything but stand there; Annabel watched security guard rush past them. Already the wails of sirens could be heard.
One security guard walked over to Annabel, Randy and Sara and began talking to them and ushering them toward a police car. "We're going to take you the airport all right? To a room where you can be alone all right?" The guard said, he kept repeating "all right" as though they didn't understand.
Annabel, Sara and Randy slid into the car and rode to the airport in silence, too numb to do anything but stare.
Annabel awoke with a start, a scream tight in her throat. Annabel was covered in sweat; her heart was beating fast and felt like it was leaping into her throat.
She could feel the vibrations of the car moving underneath her; the car was moving, which meant the delay was fixed. However, the vibrations were jumpy and uneven. Annabel began to breath heavily. This is not happening! I'm still dreaming and this isn't real! Annabel thought as she looked around hurriedly.
"Stupid car, I knew I should have had it fixed. The engine is acting up again." Sara's mother said. Annabel could see her shift gears.
Annabel looked outside and saw the other cars moving and the employees going back inside the building. No! This is not real! Annabel repeated to herself, her horrifyingly real dream was still replaying itself in her head.
"On the plane we're sitting together, right Randy?" Cassie asked.
"Yeah." Randy answered.
Annabel felt her panic growing; this was just like her dream. But, it was just a dream, it wasn't real!
"Annie and I are sitting together, right?" Sara asked, using her most hated nickname.
Annabel felt her heart jump into her throat; she began to breath in short gasps and sweat even more.
"Yeah, I made it so that everyone would sit by everyone. Happy now?" Randy asked, putting an end to their questions.
"Are we going to be late?" Cassie asked Sara's mother, Mrs. Addison.
"No, it didn't take two hours after all. Thank goodness you kids aren't going to miss your flight." Mrs. Addison said and laughed.
"No." Annabel whispered, close to tears of fright. This could not be happening. Annabel looked out the window and into the next car and saw a five-year-old boy clutching a stuffed tiger. The boy looked back at her, a still expression on his face.
Annabel unbuckled her seat belt and leaned forward, more like lunged forward, surprising everyone in the car.
"Annabel, what's your problem?" Randy asked. Everyone looked at the distraught Annabel; her face was even paler then usual and her breathing with short and shallow, filled with fear.
Annabel spun around. "The problem? I'll tell you the problem: we're all going to die! We have to get out of this car right now!" Annabel screamed.
"Annabel stop! That's not funny!" Mrs. Addison said.
"I'm not joking! We have to get out of here! We're all going to die!" Annabel continued to scream. She attempted to reach for the parking break.
Mrs. Addison grabbed Annabel's wrist. "Stop that right now, that's not funny." Mrs. Addison said.
Randy pulled his sister backward and tried to calm her down. "Listen to me! We have to get out of here!" Annabel was screaming, she was shaking violently in her brother's arms.
Randy shot an apologizing look at Mrs. Addison. "Annabel and I will get out and meet you guys at the airport." Randy said, now truly worried about his sister. She wasn't one to joke, especially about death.
"Walk? Randy, the airport is almost two miles from here, that's why there's a car. You'll never make the flight." Cassie whined.
"Then we'll get the next one. Cassie, it's fine, it's fine." Randy said reassuringly.
Cassie frowned; Mrs. Addison unlocked the car door, upset about Annabel's eerie behavior.
Randy opened the door and helped his sister out of the car; she clung to him, seeming to calm down once she was out of the car.
Annabel and Randy watched the car drive a few feet and stop; the passenger door opened and Sara stepped out. "I'm gonna make sure she's alright, I'll walk with them." Sara said and walked toward Annabel and Randy.
"What happened Annabel?" Randy asked, looking down at his sister.
"I saw it; the overhang, it collapsed." Annabel sobbed; those were the only words audible.
Before Randy and Sara could calm Annabel any farther, they were comforted by an airport employee.
She took one look at Annabel then looked up at Randy. "Is everything all right? Why did you exit your car, is everything okay?" The employee asked.
Before anyone could say anything there was a loud crashing/breaking sound, unlike anything any of them had ever heard before.
Before their eyes, Annabel, Randy, Sara and the employee witnessed the collapsing of the overhang. There was the loud, eerie sound of twisting metal and muffled screams cut short by the large stone. There was a large explosion as the stone finished falling; everyone turned their faces away from the fire but Annabel could still feel the heat against her skin.
Sara, Annabel and Randy turned their gazes numbly back to the carnage in front of them. Annabel was trembling; Sara began to cry, knowing that her mother was dead. Randy stood numbly, holding his trembling sister tight.
The employee's face paled. "Stay right here, don't move!" She commanded and rushed off into the security building. The three survivors were too numb to do anything but stand there; Annabel watched security guard rush past them. Already the wails of sirens could be heard.
One security guard walked over to Annabel, Randy and Sara and began talking to them and ushering them toward a police car. "We're going to take you the airport all right? To a room where you can be alone all right?" The guard said, he kept repeating "all right" as though they didn't understand.
Annabel, Sara and Randy slid into the car and rode to the airport in silence, too numb to do anything but stare.
