Alone in the Dark Chapter 7, a clock tower fanfic

Chapter 7

Claire slept peacefully as the TV turned off by itself. The silence woke her up. She looked around the pitch black room reaching over to the light. She pushed the small button in, the light didn't turn on.

"What the hell?" She murmured, pressing the button again.

Still no light. She squinted as she climbed out of the bed. She careful wondered through the darkness to the bathroom. She flipped the light switch, nothing happened.

"Damnit, I guess the power went out." She quipped, filling along the counter.

She grabbed one candle and her lighter. She careful lit the candle.

"There we go, that's better." She said, walking back to the bedroom.

She grabbed her watch off of the night stand and looked at it.

"Shit." She whispered.

It was two in the morning. She walked over to the window pulling the curtain back slightly. Rain splattered across the window as thunder rumbled through the black sky. She closed the curtain again then placed the candle on the table. She slipped off her pj bottoms and put on her blue jeans. She slipped on her sweater then grabbed the candle again. She unlocked the door, leaving the room. She looked around the dark hallway.

"Great, I was hoping just the power in my room had gone out." She cursed to herself.

She walked down the hall to the stair well. She stopped as she heard movement from behind her. She quickly turned waving the candle back and forth. Nothing was there. She scanned the dark spooky hallway one last time then went down the stairs. Her heart pounded as she quickly moved down the stairs hearing some one chasing after her. She burst out of the stair well running into the lobby. She wasn't paying attention to where she was going and tripped over some one's lost suitcase. She fell to the marble floor dropping the candle. She laid there a minute as she heard footsteps coming towards her. She reached towards the candle as some one stepped in front of her. She looked up at the dark figure as they turned on their flashlight. She blocked the light from her eyes as the man knelt down.

"Detective Ravenscroft?" Claire squinted.

"I have to talk to you, Ms. Robertson." Ravenscroft said helping her up.

"At 2 in the morning? Besides I thought you said it was best to leave things alone while I'm ahead." Claire retorted. "How did you know I was staying at this hotel anyway?"

"I called Burton, he told me what hotel and what room you were in." Ravenscroft quipped.

"So what do you need to talk to me about that's so important you had to come and do it at 2 in the morning!" Claire snapped.

"We got a report an hour ago from some one in this area, said they saw a strange man wondering around here." Ravenscroft said, glancing over his shoulder.

"Ha ha, you think it's Scissorman?" Claire said, half laughing.

"This is serious, Ms. Robertson." Ravenscroft scoffed.

"I've only been here a day, detective. I haven't even done any real snooping around, how could he possible be coming after me when I haven't even done anything yet?" Claire quipped.

"Uh huh, what were you so afraid of, Claire?" Ravenscroft folded his arms.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"When I was following you in the stair well, you thought I was him, didn't you?" Ravenscroft made a smug look.

"And what if I did? You didn't have to scare me you jerk, you could've said it was you." Claire narrowed her eyes.

"Ok never mind that, now look I think you've just set things into motion for another incident, if you're not careful you could be the first to go." Ravenscroft's tone was dark.

"Is that a threat?" Claire glared at him.

"No, it's advice. Here, take this."

Claire looked down taking the handgun from him. "What's this for?"

"In case he does come after you. It may not kill him, but it will sure in hell stop him from turning you into diced American." Ravenscroft mushed. "Here's my cell number just in case some thing happens."

"Uh, thanks." Claire stuck the business card into her pocket.

KA CHING

"Did you hear that?" Claire looked around frantically.

"Yeah, I heard it." Ravenscroft quipped loading his gun.

"Where's it coming from?" Claire asked.

KA CHING

The two looked around the dark empty lobby as the noise echoed through the room.

"He's coming." Claire whispered.

The two watched as the stair well door flung open. Ravenscroft shined his flashlight towards the door.

"Oh shit." He mumbled as he seen the hideous monster known as Scissorman.

Claire felt her heart drop down into the pit of her stomach as she watched Scissorman toss aside one of the men that worked at the front desk. The man's blood flowed over the cold steel blades of the sheers.

"Run!" Ravenscroft said, grabbing Claire by the arm.

Claire looked over her shoulder as Scissorman fumbled after them. He was faster than she remember, a lot faster.

"Hurry, go!" Ravenscroft gave her the keys to his car.

She ran out of the hotel towards the dark blue SUV parked in front of the hotel.

Ravenscroft aimed his gun and fired. Scissorman raised his sheers blocking the bullet.

"I see you've learned some new tricks since the last time we met." Ravenscroft snapped.

KA CHING

Claire started the car and waited impatiently for Ravenscroft to come out. Several minutes went by and he still was inside with Scissorman.

"Oh I can't believe I'm going to do this." She quipped, getting out of the SUV.

She quickly ran up the steps flinging open the door. She looked ahead seeing Ravenscroft struggling to keep Scissorman's sheers away from him.

"Claire, I told you to leave!" Ravenscroft yelled, seeing Claire.

"Are you crazy! I can't leave you behind and let that bastard kill you!" Claire snapped.

Scissorman looked at her with his glowing red eyes. He made a strange growling noise, it sounded almost like he was speaking in some strange tongue.

"Oh yeah asshole! Well what do you think of this!" Claire yelled kicking him in the head.

She spun around kicking him again, knocking him backwards onto the floor.

"Come on, let's get the hell out of here!" Claire said sternly, taking Ravenscroft by the hand.

The two ran out of the hotel getting into the SUV. They sped away as lightening flashed over head.

"Here, get Burton on the phone." Ravenscroft said, handing Claire his cell phone.

Claire took it, quickly dialing Burton's phone number.

"Hello?" Burton answered, his voice tired.

"Burton, it's Claire." Claire said, her voice tense and frightened.

"What's wrong? Has some thing happened?" Burton asked, his tone now solemn.

"Yes, Scissorman, he's back. He just tried to kill Detective Ravenscroft and myself." Claire said, taking a deep breath.

"Oh no, come to my house, Ravenscroft knows where it is. You'll be safe here." Burton quipped.

"Ok, thank you, we'll be there shortly." Claire said, hanging. "We're going to Burton's house, he said we'll be safe there."

Ravenscroft glanced at her. "Yeah, but for how long?"

Claire frowned. "This is my fault, I should have listened to you."

"It doesn't matter, Burton would've made him come back anyway." Ravenscroft said.

"What do you mean?" Claire looked at him.

"He's been digging in the Clock Tower case for years. Of course he's always been rather discreet about his findings and what not, but he is as determined as you to find out who or what Scissorman is." Ravenscroft quipped.

Claire was quiet, she was scared to death, but for some reason she was able to stand up to him. Even when she was unable to do so when he killed her husband.

"Oh, and thanks by the way." Ravenscroft said, his tone soft.

"For what?" Claire glanced at him.

"Saving my life." Ravenscroft looked at her and smiled.

The two exchanged smiles as they headed towards the south side of Prague, to the home of Professor James Burton.