Can't Beat 2

Chapter 2

Who was that?

2 hours previously

John looked out the window over the driver's seat. it dark and heavy, a storm was brewing. Low thunder rumbled far off. His friend Zack was sitting next to him, in the passenger seat of the Jeep. They were on there way through, to get to a relative's house. Since John's mother, Laurie, or Keri rather, was dead. He believed she was murdered by his psychopathic Uncle, Michael Myers, but the police told him that she committed suicide. Still, he won't believe them. Zack, his friend, was with him to stay at his relative's house for awhile. After all, it was summer break. But he still had those haunting memories of...Michael. John shuddered. He hated that Man with a passionate fury.

There was a stretch of road for awhile, that there was nothing around, anywhere. Endless fields and forests. But for the most part, it was flat. Up ahead, Zack could see some buildings. The looked abandoned, old and rusty. For some reason, a chill ran down his spine. Moving in his seat, Zack strained to look, to see the forgotten buildings better.

There was a rusty car parked on a patch cracked cement. It was between two buildings, one of which looked like a factory. Zack turned to John.

"Uh, mnn, John, you should really see this, it's really creepy, like one of those horror movies!"

John slowed the car as they went by, looking out the window.

"There!" Zack pointed out the window.

"What the hell is that?"

They both looked out the window, the car going incredibly slow. It seemed to go in slow motion. By the car, something in what looked like a trench coat carrying something else wrapped in a white cloth moved. They only saw it for a second. John turned and looked ahead and stepped on the gas.

"I say again, what the hell was that? A frigging trench coat man carrying a white sheet? A body!"

"Zack, calm down, we don't know what it was yet, ok? Just calm down."

"Are you trying to convince myself our you that that wasn't a body??"

"ZACK!"

"Whatever. When will we get to that hick truck stop?"

Zack said this just as a SRT-4 pulled off a side road and in front of them. John lowered his head as he looked out the window.

"Damn, did you see those girls? The one driving was hot!"

"And you told me to calm down?? right."

"Hey!"

John hit the breaks, making Zack go into his seat belt, locking it. Ahead was the truck stop, and the SRT-4 pulled in, jut ahead of them.

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Inside the Truck stop, Carrie sat at the bar stools, waiting for their order of greasy hamburgers. The Stop was like others. Dirty, grimy and it's customers were just about the same. It smelled of smoke and food cooking. Trish and Carrie were the only girls in there, of that age at least.

"I want to get out of here soon as possible, alright? I hope no one realizes who I am, form last time.", Trish said, taping her fingernails on the counter top. A bell rang on the door as some one came in. Carrie turned and looked.

John and Zack came in, arguing.

"Damn it! Zack, what if that SRT-4 was right in front of us!? We would have crashed!"

"You are so stupid, John, why do you think I yelled 'HEY'?

It was so you would stop in time! Duh!"

They continued arguing back and forth. Carrie turned back and looked at them. The mention of her car caught her attention. Who are they?, she thought. One was tall, with dark brown messy hair and the other had dirty blonde hair, spiked up with some hair glue. Coincidently, they sat by Her and Somewhat unaware of them.

"My fault, my fault,? Well damn, if I wasn't the one with fucked up driving skills, maybe then........"

"Shut the hell up, Zack !" The last part was accompanied by a slap in the head to Zack. Zack in turn, was about to hit John, but a hand held him back.

"Come now, let's all be happy children-Besides, your arguing was annoying, so shut up" Carrie let go of his hand and shook her head, whispering to Trish "Boys are such dumb asses"

"Thanks, John points over his shoulder- Zack can be a bit annoying at times. I'm John, who are you?"

Trish gave him a strange look. To her, although he looked happy, there was worry on his face, as if he was trying to outrun something. Carrie elbowed her in the side and spoke for Trish. "were going too relative's house, next couple counties over. I'm Carrie and that is Trish. She's a bit depressed" The last part was said a bit quieter than the rest. A waitress came up whit her burger and Trish's nachos, and then took John and Zack's order.

John looked at Carrie. She was hot. Carrie had dark brown hair and a darker colored skin with brown eyes. She wasn't super skinny, but she wasn't fat, either. She seems to be able to take care of herself. Trish on the other hand was sad looking. Her hair was a bit messy, but besides that she wasn't ugly.

"Why is she so...sad?"

Carrie looked around at the people in the truck stop before speaking, this time even quieter. "I bet you will call me crazy if I tell you this"

John rolled his eyes. Nothing could be scarier or more messed up than what he had been through. "Trust me, I bet I will believe you, just tell me"

"I've just met you, why?"

"Because I'm a total stranger you'll never see again"

"Alright then, here's how it goes..........."