Chapter 2
Lies
Aiden struggled to break free, but was pulled in to the darkness of the house. The door slamed shut and a light was turned on. He looked up, squinting. The light hurt his eyes.
"Where have you been? Aiden! You've never been like this!" Rachel screamed.
"I'm sorry Rachel. It'll never happen again." Aiden sounded depressed. He didn't look at Rachel. He turned away.
"Aiden, look at me!" Aiden turned and looked at her. She saw the look on his face and immediately understood. "Not here, please tell me she's not here Aiden!"
"You lied to me Rachel! You said she would never come back!" he cried.
"I'm sorry honey! I didn't know!"
"I want to leave Rachel. Please, lets go."
"Okay," Rachel said, hugging Aiden, "Go get your things. Call JC, we'll take him with us. He has no one else here in Mt. Gilead." Rachel got up, turned around and started walking toward the kitchen.
"He's dead." Rachel froze. She turned back around.
"Oh my God," she whispered, "Where's the video tape?"
"Its not a tape anymore," Aiden replied, pulling the book out of his shirt, "Look." Rachel took the book and opened it. She read the first sentence out loud.
"Daddy doesn't love me anymore." As she read this, a voice filled the room.
"Read it all the way, don't stop..."
"Lets go Rachel." Aiden insisted.
"Wait. Get you're camera and pack up some clothes. We're leaving again." Aiden ran upstairs, and opened his closet. Standing in the darkness of the empty space stood a girl in a white dress, her hair covering her face. Aiden fell back. The girl disappeared. Aiden quickly grabbed his suitcase out of his closet and threw some clothes into it. He closed it and threw his camera around his neck. The lanyard that was attatched to the camera snapped. The camera fell and hit the floor with a giant thud. A light flashed, signaling that a picture had just been taken. Aiden picked up the camera and ran back downstairs.
Rachel and Aiden loaded their belongings into the dark green jeta. They drove off through the small town in silence. They were the only ones awake for miles.
"Rachel?" Aiden broke the silence.
"Hm?"
"Our were leaving Ohio for good? I like it here."
"I don't know. It seems that wherever we go, she follows us." Rachel said.
"Why does Samara keep doing this?" He said it. The name. The evil one.
"I don't know. I don't think it'll ever stop."
"But didn't you close the lid on the well?"
"Yes I did. That was in her world. But that only kept her from killing whenever someone watched the tape. She's out of the well in real life."
"So she can still follow us?"
"Yes honey. Now why don't you pull your seat back and sleep. Its two in the morning."
"Okay." Aiden pulled on the lever on the side of his seat and lowered his seat back. Rachel stared at the open road in front of her. She thought to herself quietly. Where would they go? She drove on, until she reached Marion. They would take a quick break then drive off to the airport in Toledo. She saw a gas station next to a Mijer store. She pulled in and got out of the car. She walked into the little mini mart where a fat, middle aged man sat staring at her.
"Hi," Rachel said.
"Good mornin' ma'am."
"Can I get twenty on number two?" She asked.
"Sure thing Missy" Rachel walked out to her car. She put gass into it and walked over to the car door. She unlocked it and tried to open it. It would budge. She looked inside at Aiden. She pounded on the window.
"Aiden, open up!" She looked inside again. Water was rising over the seats. Aiden would drown! "Aiden!" Soon, the water was over his head. Still, Aiden didn't awake. Suddenly, Rachel felt a cold hand at her ankle. She looked down and saw someone soaked from water grasp for air. She looked back inside; no Aiden. She got down and turned the person over. All of a sudden, she saw the face of a girl she wished she never would see again.
"Peekaboo Mommy!"
