Ch. 3 Carver
I was hiding in the huge bush in our front yard. Spiders, centipedes, and ants crawled over me, in an evil attempt to give me away. The bush shook violently as I repositioned myself, and my eyes grew wide in caution- I could have given myself away.
His figure strutted across the lawn in front of me. I had heard a loud crash prior to his arrival, and had almost laughed- the klutz had fallen off the ladder, and I could barely make out the scratches across his face and the blood dripping from his chin. His red eyes scanned the yard, and passed me several times, I could have sworn he saw me. "I know you're here. I will find you, even if it takes all night."
He began his search. Looking under our cherry tree, in the flowers and small shrubs, and finally, to my designated hiding spot. His long bony fingers spread the bush's branches apart and his red eyes came into view. I bit my lip, and sprang. I had startled him, and he easily lost balance and fell over. There was no time, and no use for me to injure him, because nothing could kill the Orpac.
The Orpac are a frightful kind, and only one thing can kill them, but I had no idea what it was. He was on a mission to murder me, and at no cost would stop, for I had seen him, and I knew about them. There are but seven Orpac in the world, only one person had ever managed to kill one, but they had killed nearly a thousand. The short, magical, and wicked creatures would grant you one wish... Their cost? Your life.
I was now running as fast as I possibly could. I had only been to Carver's house twice, and I had difficulty remembering where it was. I glanced behind me, and saw nothing, but that also meant nothing. He could spring out at me at any moment, or appear from right behind me, I had to keep going.
After ten minutes I reached his street, and found his house. I snuck around to the backyard and found a small stone. My hand shook, and I threw it at his window. It missed. I tossed another one, and it struck with a muffled clank. No answer. I picked up a handful of rocks and threw them, one after the other, only a couple missing.
By the time I had three rocks left, Carver open his drape, and when he saw me opened his window. "Aw, geez, c'mon let me get a little sleep- couldn't it wait 'till tomorrow?"
"Carver, please, I need to hide, I need to talk to you." Carver looked confused, but went downstairs and unlocked the patio door. I walked in, glancing around the yard.
"Kara, what's wrong? You seem kind of jumpy."
"I need to hide, somewhere... Do you have a basement?"
"No, but we have a crawlspace, the builders were too cheap to put in a basement."
"Okay, that's fine...is there a way out of it to the backyard?"
"Uhhh.... I think you could squeeze through an opening if you push the wire out... it leads to the front yard."
"Perfect. I need to get down there now, and I need you to come with me." He led me to there closet and pulled up a door positioned on the floor. Hastily, I went into the darkness, and Carver followed. I told him to pull the door back over the opening. We couldn't see each other, and there was no flashlight, but that was okay. Finally, I gathered up everything in me. "Carver, I need to tell you something."
I was hiding in the huge bush in our front yard. Spiders, centipedes, and ants crawled over me, in an evil attempt to give me away. The bush shook violently as I repositioned myself, and my eyes grew wide in caution- I could have given myself away.
His figure strutted across the lawn in front of me. I had heard a loud crash prior to his arrival, and had almost laughed- the klutz had fallen off the ladder, and I could barely make out the scratches across his face and the blood dripping from his chin. His red eyes scanned the yard, and passed me several times, I could have sworn he saw me. "I know you're here. I will find you, even if it takes all night."
He began his search. Looking under our cherry tree, in the flowers and small shrubs, and finally, to my designated hiding spot. His long bony fingers spread the bush's branches apart and his red eyes came into view. I bit my lip, and sprang. I had startled him, and he easily lost balance and fell over. There was no time, and no use for me to injure him, because nothing could kill the Orpac.
The Orpac are a frightful kind, and only one thing can kill them, but I had no idea what it was. He was on a mission to murder me, and at no cost would stop, for I had seen him, and I knew about them. There are but seven Orpac in the world, only one person had ever managed to kill one, but they had killed nearly a thousand. The short, magical, and wicked creatures would grant you one wish... Their cost? Your life.
I was now running as fast as I possibly could. I had only been to Carver's house twice, and I had difficulty remembering where it was. I glanced behind me, and saw nothing, but that also meant nothing. He could spring out at me at any moment, or appear from right behind me, I had to keep going.
After ten minutes I reached his street, and found his house. I snuck around to the backyard and found a small stone. My hand shook, and I threw it at his window. It missed. I tossed another one, and it struck with a muffled clank. No answer. I picked up a handful of rocks and threw them, one after the other, only a couple missing.
By the time I had three rocks left, Carver open his drape, and when he saw me opened his window. "Aw, geez, c'mon let me get a little sleep- couldn't it wait 'till tomorrow?"
"Carver, please, I need to hide, I need to talk to you." Carver looked confused, but went downstairs and unlocked the patio door. I walked in, glancing around the yard.
"Kara, what's wrong? You seem kind of jumpy."
"I need to hide, somewhere... Do you have a basement?"
"No, but we have a crawlspace, the builders were too cheap to put in a basement."
"Okay, that's fine...is there a way out of it to the backyard?"
"Uhhh.... I think you could squeeze through an opening if you push the wire out... it leads to the front yard."
"Perfect. I need to get down there now, and I need you to come with me." He led me to there closet and pulled up a door positioned on the floor. Hastily, I went into the darkness, and Carver followed. I told him to pull the door back over the opening. We couldn't see each other, and there was no flashlight, but that was okay. Finally, I gathered up everything in me. "Carver, I need to tell you something."