What Happens To Them?
By Anna Morgan
Day six.
"Ok, I'll see you then James. Bye."
Laura had just gotten off the phone with James. The three of them were going to meet at Laura's house in about an hour. She and James, meanwhile, were going to a copy room to make a copy of the tape. They were tired of taking turns with the tape and figured they should have a copy. She grabbed a blank tape and went to James house. She was surprised to find Natalie there, too. She didn't think that she was going. So, together, the three of them went to the copy room in a building about three blocks away. It was raining and the wind was blowing at their faces. Finally, they arrived, cold and wet. They fetched a person who worked there and they showed them to the nearest copy machine.
"Ok, here's your monitor, your printer, and you tracking monitor," said the man. "If you need help don't hesitate to ask."
"Thanks."
James put his in first. They watched the images flash before their eyes. When his was done, Laura put in hers. Again, they watched. Laura looked at the tracking monitor. The numbers were all screwed up.
"James, Natalie, look at this," Laura said in a monotone voice. The three of them peered over Laura's shoulder.
"The numbers are messed up," James said. "There isn't a tracking. There shouldn't be anything on the tape."
"Maybe there's a problem and the problem got copied, too," Natalie wondered aloud. "It's a possibility."
"No, I' don't think so," Laura answered.
"How do you guys know?" Natalie asked.
"I read a book on it once," James said. "It explained about tracking and everything."
"Oh."
"Laura it's finished, you should take the tape out now." James told her.
"I am, hold up," Laura responded. She grabbed the tape and the trio headed out the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When they got back to Laura's house, they went to Laura's room to do what they had been doing all week: look through papers. They knew they were missing something from the pile; a clue or something. They looked through a bunch of papers and then found something that they hadn't caught before. It was a tape. On the side of it was labeled "SM0015".
"Hey, James, Laura, look at this."
"What is it?"
"I found a tape."
"SM0015," James read. "Ok."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Natalie asked.
"We'll find out."
James put the tape in Laura's VCR and pressed play. They watched a young girl in a white room. She had black hair, and kept looking up at the camera. The clock on the wall above the door showed that the hours were going by quickly. But the strange thing was, the girl never fell asleep. Then, suddenly, she was in another room, in a chair, and there was a man asking her questions.
Doc: So what is it that's keeping you awake? You must sleep sometime. Do you dream about something?
(No answer.)
Doc: Samara? Lets talk about these pictures. How did you make them?
(He held up a picture of a rocking horse on water. And in the top right corner was a ring.)
Samara: I don't make them. I see them. And then they just are.
Doc: now, Samara, I need you to start telling me the truth.
Samara: Can I see my mommy?
Doc: No, Samara, not until we find out what's wrong with you.
Samara: I love my mommy.
Doc: yes you do. But you don't want to hurt her anymore do you? You don't want to hurt anyone.
Samara: but I do, and I'm sorry. It won't stop.
Doc: Well that's why you're here, Samara, so that we can help make it stop.
Samara: He's going to leave me here.
Doc: Who?
Samara: Daddy.
Doc: He's only trying to help you.
Samara: Not daddy.
Doc: You daddy loves you.
Samara: Daddy loves the horses.
Doc: he's only trying to help.
Samara: But he doesn't know.
Doc: He doesn't know what? Samara?
(static)
Their eyes were wide in horror.
"Oh my gosh. That's horrible." Natalie said.
"Okay, that was weird," Laura said quietly.
"Deranged little kid," James muttered.
"Well, at least we know Samara," Laura said.
"Hey, y'all, I think I should go home now." Natalie stated.
"Okay, bye Nat."
"Bye."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Laura had to baby sit Aiden later that day. Natalie wasn't able to come over, so only James came with her. After Rachel left, the two of them decided that maybe Aiden knew. But, at the moment, Aiden didn't seem like he wanted to talk. He was drawing something. Usually, Aiden didn't want to be disturbed when he was drawing. For almost and hour, that's all he did was draw. Laura and James had begun to get bored, so they went to the kitchen for a snack. A few minutes later, Aiden went to the kitchen and gave them the picture he was drawing.
"Oh, thank you, Aiden," Laura said.
"The little girl wanted me to give it to you." Aiden said.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this chapter is a little late. I couldn't finish it by Saturday. Sorry.
And I did post that story at FictionPress.com if you want the link I'll give it to you. I tried to put it in here. But, that didn't work because FFN wouldn't let me.
Day six.
"Ok, I'll see you then James. Bye."
Laura had just gotten off the phone with James. The three of them were going to meet at Laura's house in about an hour. She and James, meanwhile, were going to a copy room to make a copy of the tape. They were tired of taking turns with the tape and figured they should have a copy. She grabbed a blank tape and went to James house. She was surprised to find Natalie there, too. She didn't think that she was going. So, together, the three of them went to the copy room in a building about three blocks away. It was raining and the wind was blowing at their faces. Finally, they arrived, cold and wet. They fetched a person who worked there and they showed them to the nearest copy machine.
"Ok, here's your monitor, your printer, and you tracking monitor," said the man. "If you need help don't hesitate to ask."
"Thanks."
James put his in first. They watched the images flash before their eyes. When his was done, Laura put in hers. Again, they watched. Laura looked at the tracking monitor. The numbers were all screwed up.
"James, Natalie, look at this," Laura said in a monotone voice. The three of them peered over Laura's shoulder.
"The numbers are messed up," James said. "There isn't a tracking. There shouldn't be anything on the tape."
"Maybe there's a problem and the problem got copied, too," Natalie wondered aloud. "It's a possibility."
"No, I' don't think so," Laura answered.
"How do you guys know?" Natalie asked.
"I read a book on it once," James said. "It explained about tracking and everything."
"Oh."
"Laura it's finished, you should take the tape out now." James told her.
"I am, hold up," Laura responded. She grabbed the tape and the trio headed out the door.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
When they got back to Laura's house, they went to Laura's room to do what they had been doing all week: look through papers. They knew they were missing something from the pile; a clue or something. They looked through a bunch of papers and then found something that they hadn't caught before. It was a tape. On the side of it was labeled "SM0015".
"Hey, James, Laura, look at this."
"What is it?"
"I found a tape."
"SM0015," James read. "Ok."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Natalie asked.
"We'll find out."
James put the tape in Laura's VCR and pressed play. They watched a young girl in a white room. She had black hair, and kept looking up at the camera. The clock on the wall above the door showed that the hours were going by quickly. But the strange thing was, the girl never fell asleep. Then, suddenly, she was in another room, in a chair, and there was a man asking her questions.
Doc: So what is it that's keeping you awake? You must sleep sometime. Do you dream about something?
(No answer.)
Doc: Samara? Lets talk about these pictures. How did you make them?
(He held up a picture of a rocking horse on water. And in the top right corner was a ring.)
Samara: I don't make them. I see them. And then they just are.
Doc: now, Samara, I need you to start telling me the truth.
Samara: Can I see my mommy?
Doc: No, Samara, not until we find out what's wrong with you.
Samara: I love my mommy.
Doc: yes you do. But you don't want to hurt her anymore do you? You don't want to hurt anyone.
Samara: but I do, and I'm sorry. It won't stop.
Doc: Well that's why you're here, Samara, so that we can help make it stop.
Samara: He's going to leave me here.
Doc: Who?
Samara: Daddy.
Doc: He's only trying to help you.
Samara: Not daddy.
Doc: You daddy loves you.
Samara: Daddy loves the horses.
Doc: he's only trying to help.
Samara: But he doesn't know.
Doc: He doesn't know what? Samara?
(static)
Their eyes were wide in horror.
"Oh my gosh. That's horrible." Natalie said.
"Okay, that was weird," Laura said quietly.
"Deranged little kid," James muttered.
"Well, at least we know Samara," Laura said.
"Hey, y'all, I think I should go home now." Natalie stated.
"Okay, bye Nat."
"Bye."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Laura had to baby sit Aiden later that day. Natalie wasn't able to come over, so only James came with her. After Rachel left, the two of them decided that maybe Aiden knew. But, at the moment, Aiden didn't seem like he wanted to talk. He was drawing something. Usually, Aiden didn't want to be disturbed when he was drawing. For almost and hour, that's all he did was draw. Laura and James had begun to get bored, so they went to the kitchen for a snack. A few minutes later, Aiden went to the kitchen and gave them the picture he was drawing.
"Oh, thank you, Aiden," Laura said.
"The little girl wanted me to give it to you." Aiden said.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know this chapter is a little late. I couldn't finish it by Saturday. Sorry.
And I did post that story at FictionPress.com if you want the link I'll give it to you. I tried to put it in here. But, that didn't work because FFN wouldn't let me.