Uninvited guest
Disclaimer: I do not own Forest of the night, or any other of the books and ideas in the books.
Egypt arrived home around two.
Her mind began to wander to the events of the evening. She had met a seemingly great guy with eyes so dark and mysterious, and the fact that he seemed so genuine was just something she couldn't get out of her mind.
She stepped out of her car, her heels clicking on the hard cement. Her two story house loomed over her, sending a chill down her spine. It had been a college graduation gift from her parents, along with the pool and jacuzzi, which she thought was a little overboard. Woods surrounded her abode, made to give the inhabitant a feeling of security, but the seclusion only made her feel isolated. She listened to her echoing footsteps as she climbed the steps and made her way inside. She could never get over living in the woods; too many unknown noises made by unknown things. She stepped in and locked the deadbolt, the regular lock, and armed the security pad. She was sick and tired of being scared of little noises that were probably just stray cats and raccoons.
She turned on the stereo and headed into the pool house. She slipped out of her clothes and into her swimming suit, a black bikini, and dove into the pool.
At least the stereo made it sound like she wasn't alone.
With that thought, Egypt's heart began to race. Confused, she came up from the depths of the pool and looked around.
A shadow.
A shadow that hadn't been there when she moved in. A shadow that hadn't been there when she dove into the pool seconds ago. A shadow her mind had sensed before her eyes had. She looked around; there was nothing to protect herself with.
'I'm going to die.' She thought as she slowly got out of the pool and grabbed a towel. 'I'm going to die in a house I've lived in for a week and nobody is going to hear me scream.'
She glanced to where the phone sat on a table behind her. She tip-toed over to it, careful not to make any noise as she picked up the phone. There was no dial tone. Her instincts told her to run for the door that lead to the garden outside, but her mind was telling her it was a bad idea, that there might be more people outside. She grabbed the phone from the hook, unplugged it, and held it like a baseball bat, her towel slipping from her waist. She kicked it aside so she wouldn't trip on it. She remembered back to third grade when she had been interested in martial arts and her parents had taken her to a few classes, just so she knew how to protect herself. They all drained away from her in the few seconds it took for her to try and remember them.
"Dammit." She heard herself whisper. She closed her eyes and tried to remember what she had been taught. Her heart was pounding so loud in her ears that she couldn't even think, and when she opened her eyes she mentally kicked herself because the shadow was no longer there.
'Dipshit!' She thought, 'Always keep your eyes on the shadow so you know which way they move!'
She leaned against the wall and slid down into a shaking heap. The phone dropped from her hand, the sound echoing off the walls. There was nothing left to do but wait.
A/N: I rewrote some of it, let me know if there is anything that sounds weird or anything.
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