The apples...the apples aren't red...they're green...or yellow... erm- Take your pick.

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Anna slept peacefully. She was turned on her side, facing the wall, her arm under the pillow to prop up her head. Her breathing was slow and soft, normal for someone who was sleeping. But suddenly, it stopped as her eyes widened. She felt her heartbeat grow faster and faster, thumping against her chest. No, she hadn't seen or heard anything, but it was a feeling. Her breaths were growing faster also and were shaking, she could feel her whole body shaking under the blankets.

'Roll over.' A voice commanded her in the back of her mind, 'Do it. Your only scaring yourself.' She tightly closed her eyes and held her breath, trying to listen for any noises. After what seemed to be ages there was a loud thump against the wall. Anna's heart beat faster as she tried to tell herself that it was only her imagination. Slowly she opened her eyes, and the thump came again.

If she was in a silent panic, she'd cry out of fear. But, she was too scare to let out any sort of noise. It became aware to Anna quickly after that it was silent in the room. She' couldn't hear anything. She couldn't her brother's breathing. In an instant, she was upright in bed, looking to his bed. He wasn't there. "Nicholas." She called into the darkness. "Nicholas!"

She pushed her blankets off of her and rushed to his bed which was empty. She picked up the blankets and threw them to the floor, "Nicholas..." Anna looked around the room helplessly. Usually, she was a very light sleeper...how could Nicholas leave without her waking up?

Anna opened the door and walked out of the bedroom, looking around the main room for Nicholas. She looked to her parents' bedroom. Should she wake them? Biting her bottom lip, she decided against it. Maybe he was just sitting outside. Anna made her way to the door, and pulled it opened, walking out onto the porch. There was no sign of Nicholas.

"Oh..." She sighed, worried. Hastily, she walked down the steps and walked to the side of the house. No, he wasn't here either. She turned the corner to the back of the house and saw Nicholas leaning against the wall.

"Nicholas!" She grabbed his hand, "What are you doing out here?!" Anna demanded him, tears stinging her eyes. He didn't reply, but continued to stare into the distance. "What are you looking at."

"The warning bell, it didn't ring. I heard someone yell, and I came outside... I saw the creature." He said in an empty voice, "And it saw me... It started to come for me, but Micheal went after it... and... He stopped it... But-" He shook his head, his voice fading away.

"But what?"

He raised his arm, pointing to where he was staring. Anna felt her breath get trapped in her throat as she saw a body laying on the cold ground. Anna stared in horror as she started to walk closer to it.

"ANNA!" He yelled, "DON'T!"

She looked back at her brother, "Go tell... get mother and father and..." She faded off, then seeing Nicholas wasn't moving she scowled, "GO!" At this, Nicholas ran.

Anna gulped the lump in her throat as she slowly came closer. She couldn't feel the tears running down her cheeks. Anna dropped down to her knees beside her motionless cousin. His clothes were ripped in many places. They were covered in blood. His face was scratched, and his lip was split. But his eyes were opened and glassy, staring at nothing.

"Michael..." She sob, pushing her shoulder, "P-Please wake u-up." Her voice quivered as he gave no reply to her. Pressing her lips together, she leaned forward, putting her ear against his chest. Nothing. Anna looked at him trying to hold back from crying, "Michael!" She screamed at him. He didn't make the slightest movement. "You can't be dead..." Anna stared at him, hoping for him to say something, but knowing it wouldn't happen. Softly she ran her hand over his eyes closing them.

She buried her hands into her face. Anna though, had no time to mourn the death of her only cousin.

"Anna!" Someone shouted and Anna recognized the voice as the voice of her mother. But she was back at the house, Anna could tell without turning around. "Run!" Slowly looking over her hands, to the left, they was a red cloaked figure hastily moving for her. And before Anna knew it, she was running as fast as her legs would carry her. Though she didn't know it at the time, Anna was running into the forest.