Disclaimer: Don't own diddly squat! Except for my loverly NBC book that says how the movie was made and such. But that's it, I swear!
Chapter Five: The Bridge
"What the hell?" The girl facing him raised an eyebrow questioningly. Lock just looked around trying to get his bearings.
"Dude, are you ok? First you're talking to yourself and then you ask—"
Lock interrupted with a quick, "Who are you?" The girl raised her eyebrow once again.
"I think I should be the one to ask that question. Who are you?"
"I'm Lock. I'm looking for—" The girl squeed in a very high pitch. Lock covered his ears, waiting for her to stop. Noticing, the girl yanked his hand away from his ear.
"You have to be kidding! I can't believe you said that. That is so morbid! Oooohh, you're even dressed like him!" The girl's subtlety was starting to get on Lock's nerves.
"Shut up! Tell me where the hell I am." The girl giggled a bit more impishly.
"Well, you're minutes away from Destin Bridge, Lock." Familiarity once again flared in Lock's mind. Perhaps this was where he had to go….
"Take me there." The girl saluted him enthusiastically before trotting off into the opposite direction. Lock followed.
They soon came upon a large open, wooden bridge painted brightly with oranges and reds. Browning leaves skittered and scattered across in the light breeze, scratching the wood endlessly. Shivers went up Lock's spine in a playful manner. He couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity.
"Isn't it creepy? I love it here!" Lock looked warily at the girl.
"That doesn't make sense."
"Of course it does. Legend and mystery are the epitome of feeling around this bridge. It gives me the shivers!" She rubbed her arms with a wide grin on her face.
"What do you mean by legend?"
"I mean, well. Huh…. It's hard to say. I'll start at the beginning. A long time ago an old witch—" Memories flared in Lock's mind, blocking out all feeling and surroundings.
Stories shrouded Destin, making it an eerie place to be. Many people have died from jumping and falling off the bridge. The only bodies to never be found were the ones that occurred on Halloween. That was a mystery in itself. People said the bridge was cursed. The curse was supposedly set by the old witch in the woods after her husband fell into the river on Halloween night and died.
"--no one ever saw Jay Cee again. He ran away out of fear that Marcy was going to murder him. She almost did too! She got this close," the girl held the tips of her fingers together to show how close, "with a big rusty knife before Jay got away. They say Jay Cee's sister Jenny put her up to murdering him. I've always wondered about it…. So what do you think?" Lock snapped out of his reverie.
"Uh huh…."
"Yeah, deep story isn't it? It's urban legend around here. Although I know it happened because my best friend's boyfriend's cousin lives next door to the only other witness of the death, Lock's friend Novalee." Her eyes brightened considerably at the thought of being that close to a mystery.
"What murder?" The girl's face fell considerably.
"Weren't you listening? And besides, how do you now know? You're dressed like him for Pete's sake." Finally fed up, Lock started to storm over the bridge. The girl grabbed his arm before he even set foot on the bridge.
"I wouldn't cross if I were you!" There was an edge to her voice, her eyes clouded and slightly crossed.
"Why?"
"Because he who crossed sunk into eternal darkness." The mere sentence sent shivers up Lock's back and goose bumps formed over his arms. The light wind flared and died down just as suddenly, as if it didn't at all.
"What did you say?" The girl's eyes no longer looked misty and she sounded fine when she replied.
"Because it's bad luck. Everyone knows that." Lock gave her a look, shook his head, and continued onto the bridge.
"I can take you to Novalee if you want!" Lock stopped in his tracks. The name Novalee did nothing for his memory, but it was a start.
"Ok."
A/N: Okkkk….. Still have no clue where the heck I'm going….. I'll get back to you on it with another chapter that actually gets us somewhere…….