*Still in the past, three weeks later*
Something is after me. I can feel its icy presence brushing the back of my neck and I can hear it whispering for me. I run as fast as I can but it's always right behind me, brushing my ankles ready to grab me. My chest heaves as I run for my life but I never get any further away. I'm in the woods, branches tear at my face and clothes but it is nothing compared to the fear clutching my heart. Suddenly I turn a corner and it's gone, nothing is after me and another image is before me. I'm in a graveyard. Leaves cover the damp ground and a light drizzle falls from the dark clouds overhead. The place is empty except for the figure standing in one of the dark corners of the cemetery before a small tombstone. It's a pretty young woman with delicate features and light brown hair pulled back in a loose braid. She wears a black old-fashioned dress and her dark eyes are red from crying. I watch, fascinated as she kneels down and places a single yellow daisy against the cold stone, "I'm sorry" she whispers before getting up and turning away. Again the scene changes and I'm standing in the middle of a field of flowers. It's beautiful and peaceful and for once I am not afraid. But something is wrong. The colors of the flowers are too bright, the birds in the trees are singing too loud and I can feel the evil lurking. A branch snaps in the woods to my right and I turn to see a small girl come skipping out with a basket. I recognize her as the same girl I saw in the cornfield and my blood runs cold. She begins to pick flowers and quietly hums to herself not acknowledging my presence. I watch as she kneels down and picks up a particularly beautiful flower with pink and purple pedals. Suddenly her dark eyes turn and lock with mine. She steps toward me and I have an overwhelming urge to run but my feet won't move. Frozen in place, I can only stare into her piercing eyes. She steps forward once more and holds the exotic flower up towards me. A small smile tugs the corners of her lips and she whispers in a soft voice, "This one is for you Dana". ***********************************************************************
A loud ring from the phone startles Scully out of her sleep and she jumps, nearly falling off the bed. 'What the hell was that?' she thinks to herself as shades of the dream she'd woken from float through her mind. This wasn't the first dream she'd had of this nature. Most of them were violent, waking her up with a scream and leaving her with a racing heart and sweaty palms. Dark images that plague her at night only to fade away a few minutes after waking. 'One little trick of the mind in a cornfield and I'm conjuring up all sorts of crazy shit' she tells herself, 'I should try to get more sleep. Maybe I need a vacation'. That thought is promptly squelched by another ring from the phone. 'Yeah like Mulder would leave me alone long enough to get any rest'. She smiled and picked up the phone, her dream forgotten for now. "What do you want Mulder?"
"Hey Scully, did I wake you?"
"Of course not Mulder, why would I be sleeping at-" she glanced over at her alarm clock, "four o'clock in the morning?"
"Wanna join my insomnia club? Membership is free." He joked.
"Oh sure Mulder just as soon as I sign up for a subscription to one of those naughty magazines you like so much."
"You mean the magazines I keep for Frohike? I told you Scully, they're not mine I'm just trying to help a friend out."
"Oh that's right I forgot. Sorry." She answered sarcastically, "Now why did you call me again?"
"Well you know that case we had a few weeks back in Pennsylvania with the missing cows?" he asked.
A chill swept over her as she though about that case, particularly the drive there and the mirage in the cornfield, but she shook it off. "You mean the one where that farmer's son swore he saw them being lifted into a space ship?" It turned out to be that his neighbor had accidentally ran into the fence with his tractor and the cows had escaped through some loose boards.
"That's the one. Kid has a great imagination. But it seems that there might more to this town than a couple of missing cows. I just got a call from their sheriff asking if we could come back for another investigation, seems a woman just showed up at their hospital who's been missing for five months. Sheriff thinks it might have something to do with the cows missing, though I doubt it."
"Is the woman claiming she was abducted?" Scully asked.
"Well, that's the thing that's got me interested. She's hasn't told them anything about anything. Sheriff says that all she does is mutter to herself, and whenever anyone tries to get close to her she freaks out and starts screaming at them to leave her alone."
"Sounds like a severe case of PTSD. What does she mutter about?"
"Weird stuff Scully, they sound like completely random thoughts but she repeats them over and over. Something about a girl and blood and most of all- flowers." Mulder answered, the excitement showing in his voice, "Pretty strange, huh Scully?"
No answer.
"Scully, you there? Hello?"
************************************************************************ Authors note: Well yippy! I finally got me another chapter uploaded! I just want to say thanks a million to all the folks who reviewed! And, again, sorry about the delay. My best friend came in from Alabama to spend the week and I was busy getting the chance to go places since I don't have my license yet. Did I mention I'm only sixteen? Well now I did. To fae-de- luna, feel free to e-mail me at jygirl8@aol.com and let me know just what a beta reader is and does and I'll get back to you :-D! As you have probably noticed, I'm just a slow country girl and I need these things explained to me! I'm not going to beg for more reviews but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE leave a review! It doesn't even have to be long and it will make the chapters come so much faster! I mean it really! For you MSR junkies, don't worry there will be some soon! Oh and be prepared for more creepiness in upcoming chapters. The evil is just beginning to show itself.....mwhahahaha....
"I feel as though I'm standing at the edge of a huge cliff. One slight shift of the wind could throw me forever into the darkness below."
Something is after me. I can feel its icy presence brushing the back of my neck and I can hear it whispering for me. I run as fast as I can but it's always right behind me, brushing my ankles ready to grab me. My chest heaves as I run for my life but I never get any further away. I'm in the woods, branches tear at my face and clothes but it is nothing compared to the fear clutching my heart. Suddenly I turn a corner and it's gone, nothing is after me and another image is before me. I'm in a graveyard. Leaves cover the damp ground and a light drizzle falls from the dark clouds overhead. The place is empty except for the figure standing in one of the dark corners of the cemetery before a small tombstone. It's a pretty young woman with delicate features and light brown hair pulled back in a loose braid. She wears a black old-fashioned dress and her dark eyes are red from crying. I watch, fascinated as she kneels down and places a single yellow daisy against the cold stone, "I'm sorry" she whispers before getting up and turning away. Again the scene changes and I'm standing in the middle of a field of flowers. It's beautiful and peaceful and for once I am not afraid. But something is wrong. The colors of the flowers are too bright, the birds in the trees are singing too loud and I can feel the evil lurking. A branch snaps in the woods to my right and I turn to see a small girl come skipping out with a basket. I recognize her as the same girl I saw in the cornfield and my blood runs cold. She begins to pick flowers and quietly hums to herself not acknowledging my presence. I watch as she kneels down and picks up a particularly beautiful flower with pink and purple pedals. Suddenly her dark eyes turn and lock with mine. She steps toward me and I have an overwhelming urge to run but my feet won't move. Frozen in place, I can only stare into her piercing eyes. She steps forward once more and holds the exotic flower up towards me. A small smile tugs the corners of her lips and she whispers in a soft voice, "This one is for you Dana". ***********************************************************************
A loud ring from the phone startles Scully out of her sleep and she jumps, nearly falling off the bed. 'What the hell was that?' she thinks to herself as shades of the dream she'd woken from float through her mind. This wasn't the first dream she'd had of this nature. Most of them were violent, waking her up with a scream and leaving her with a racing heart and sweaty palms. Dark images that plague her at night only to fade away a few minutes after waking. 'One little trick of the mind in a cornfield and I'm conjuring up all sorts of crazy shit' she tells herself, 'I should try to get more sleep. Maybe I need a vacation'. That thought is promptly squelched by another ring from the phone. 'Yeah like Mulder would leave me alone long enough to get any rest'. She smiled and picked up the phone, her dream forgotten for now. "What do you want Mulder?"
"Hey Scully, did I wake you?"
"Of course not Mulder, why would I be sleeping at-" she glanced over at her alarm clock, "four o'clock in the morning?"
"Wanna join my insomnia club? Membership is free." He joked.
"Oh sure Mulder just as soon as I sign up for a subscription to one of those naughty magazines you like so much."
"You mean the magazines I keep for Frohike? I told you Scully, they're not mine I'm just trying to help a friend out."
"Oh that's right I forgot. Sorry." She answered sarcastically, "Now why did you call me again?"
"Well you know that case we had a few weeks back in Pennsylvania with the missing cows?" he asked.
A chill swept over her as she though about that case, particularly the drive there and the mirage in the cornfield, but she shook it off. "You mean the one where that farmer's son swore he saw them being lifted into a space ship?" It turned out to be that his neighbor had accidentally ran into the fence with his tractor and the cows had escaped through some loose boards.
"That's the one. Kid has a great imagination. But it seems that there might more to this town than a couple of missing cows. I just got a call from their sheriff asking if we could come back for another investigation, seems a woman just showed up at their hospital who's been missing for five months. Sheriff thinks it might have something to do with the cows missing, though I doubt it."
"Is the woman claiming she was abducted?" Scully asked.
"Well, that's the thing that's got me interested. She's hasn't told them anything about anything. Sheriff says that all she does is mutter to herself, and whenever anyone tries to get close to her she freaks out and starts screaming at them to leave her alone."
"Sounds like a severe case of PTSD. What does she mutter about?"
"Weird stuff Scully, they sound like completely random thoughts but she repeats them over and over. Something about a girl and blood and most of all- flowers." Mulder answered, the excitement showing in his voice, "Pretty strange, huh Scully?"
No answer.
"Scully, you there? Hello?"
************************************************************************ Authors note: Well yippy! I finally got me another chapter uploaded! I just want to say thanks a million to all the folks who reviewed! And, again, sorry about the delay. My best friend came in from Alabama to spend the week and I was busy getting the chance to go places since I don't have my license yet. Did I mention I'm only sixteen? Well now I did. To fae-de- luna, feel free to e-mail me at jygirl8@aol.com and let me know just what a beta reader is and does and I'll get back to you :-D! As you have probably noticed, I'm just a slow country girl and I need these things explained to me! I'm not going to beg for more reviews but PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE leave a review! It doesn't even have to be long and it will make the chapters come so much faster! I mean it really! For you MSR junkies, don't worry there will be some soon! Oh and be prepared for more creepiness in upcoming chapters. The evil is just beginning to show itself.....mwhahahaha....
"I feel as though I'm standing at the edge of a huge cliff. One slight shift of the wind could throw me forever into the darkness below."