"Danny this isn't a good idea." I called towards the lake; I shuddered in the crisp air. I knew this night would end badly, I knew it in my soul. "Danny?" I squeaked, I jumped at the sound of snapping twigs under my own feet,
"If you're so scared wait in the car." Danny called out to me; he poked his black haired head from the shadows as he told me what do to.
"I'm not scared, that is sacred ground to this town. People were killed here Danny. From innocent infants to old sinful men and women." I pointed out, Danny's friend Brandy laughed rudely.
"You don't honestly believe in that shit do you Katie?" She sneered as she messed with her eyebrow piercing. Brandy was a girl who stood about five foot four and had a nice body, not that I would look at her like that just a girl to girl compliment. She had long black hair that was dyed from blond, you could tell since she had decided to leave parts blond to give her an "I don't care what I look like and if you really loved me you wouldn't care either" attitude. She had two piercings in each ear and one in her left eyebrow that she messed with when she was mentally occupied.
"Look I'm just saying that we shouldn't do this."
"We never said you had to Katie, you can sit in the car."
"No way man, I'd rather go home. I mean, what if the story's true?" I asked quietly. Steven, a boy who had just come along for the ride shook his blond head.
"You know the chances of these spirits escaping are? If the legend is true I mean." He added the last part on as an afterthought since Brandy and Danny had both shot him a look.
"If you guys survive this we are so over." I commented hopping onto my bike, I was a pretty good biker so I had decided to ride alongside the car in which Brandy had driven Steven, Danny, and herself. I turned around and was about to start pedaling when I heard a scream. It wasn't Danny's, or Steven's, or even Brandy's. It was coming from the lake; I jumped off the bike and ran towards the lake, stopping just at the memorial's edge. "Danny is everything OK?" I called to him, nothing. "Danny?" I wanted to take another step but the feeling. The only way I could describe it was a color, red, all I could see was the forest in a red color instead of the dark blues, browns, and greens. I felt chills going up and down my spine as I heard bone chilling screams.
"No please stop!" A small girl is crying as someone looms over her. "Mama hast done nothing! Mama hast done nothing!" The girl is grabbed tightly by the figure. She thrashes wildly as the figure, revealed to be an older native man, tries to bind her arms together. He murmurs something about retribution and slaps her hard in the face. She spits angrily as she is forced to stay still by another native man who ties her legs together.
I know that this girl is only eight. I know that it wasn't her time to go. She died anyway. She was thrown into the lake like all the others, I knew it before I witnessed it. She screams just before she is thrown, as she is thrown she screams wildly.
I vaguely felt someone shaking me. I didn't know what was going on, let alone what I had just seen.
"Katie snap out of it!" I blinked wildly; Brandy was shaking me by my collar. "What the hell happened?"
"Huh? What happened when?" I asked, I sounded groggy. I blinked a few times. "Where-What?" I asked looking around, everything was normal, no red colors, and no screaming.
"You were spazzing out dude. Like you were having a seizure but not at the same time." Brandy said, I saw her shaking and I sat up.
"Where did she go?" I asked myself quietly.
"Where did who go Katie?"
"I thought I saw a little girl but didn't at the same time." I said, I stared intently at where the redness had formed a vague shape. The shape of an eight year old girl, just starting to get her breasts, not even old enough to marry yet, even for colonial days.
"Katie, you collapsed and kinda had a seizure you sure you weren't hallucinating?"
"Positive…Wait, why didn't you, Steven, or Danny answer me?" I asked, Brandy looked at me oddly. "When I asked if everything was OK."
"Katie. What are you talking about? None of us heard anything from you. Nothing." Brandy said, a loud scream pierced my brain. "What was that?"
"I don't know." I muttered weakly. "But I think that was Danny." I stood up and started to walk but Brandy grabbed my arm.
"We're leaving Katie. No buts." She dragged me into her old beat up Chevy and turned the key. Then she put it into reverse and punched down on the gas.
I never could remember exactly how I got home but the next thing I clearly remember was I was sitting in a bench on my front porch as an unmarked police car drove up to the house. "Hello Kate."
"Hey Daddy." I had never really grown out of calling my father Daddy, well I did for a while but then I started calling him Daddy again. "Anything interesting happen today?"
"Actually yes. We got a call from the old nut by the lake. Said he's seein' your friends Danny and Steven walkin' around the lake but we looked and nobody was there. That's not exactly the truth, they were dead Kate. Laying there on the ground eyes wide open. Managed to drown without even getting three feet from the lake." My gut was tying itself in knots.
"You mean…Danny's…" I couldn't finish. Before I even knew what I was doing and why I had run up to my room and found a phone number online to some "supernatural hunters" according to the site. I punched the numbers into my cell phone and paced until I heard the all too perfect female voice saying to leave a message. "Hello. I'm Katie Rockwent of Mesano, South Dakota. There have been people drowning near a lake, people who haven't even gone into the lake. It's really weird and I think it's right up your alley. Please help." I hung up and sat on my bed staring up and forwards out my window.
A couple days later my mother called me from down stairs. "Katie! It's some family friends of Danny they want to talk to you!"
"Fine Mom." I pulled myself out of my computer chair and slid down the stairs, not the banister, the actual stairs. Don't ask it's a long story. I stood by my mom at the door and noticed immediately that the two on the porch weren't Danny's friends. Neither of them had piercings, no studs in the ears, no piercings in the eyebrows, no visible piercings. I had met all of Danny's parent's friends since they felt I would make a great wife to Danny. These guys weren't friends.
"I'm Dean." One of them said, he gestured to his companion. "This is my brother Sam. We heard about Danny and thought we should talk to you. Seeing as you were so close to him" I didn't completely buy it but my mother did.
"Damn straight you should talk to her. You know how close they were? Hell I expected him to ask for her hand in marriage as soon as she turned of age." She said sharply before spinning on her heel and down the hall to the kitchen.
"Sorry about that, Mom's been really agitated since Daddy found Danny and Steven. Steven was my best friend who just wanted to go for the ride, you know?" I looked over my shoulder for a sec then grabbed my jacket from the hook beside the door. "Let's talk outside." I said, it wasn't a request, it was an order. I hopped over the steps onto the ground and headed for my tree-fort. Daddy and I had built it ourselves, well mostly Daddy did it because we had to use power tools and he didn't trust me with them but I was four so it didn't really matter. I pulled a rope that was in metal loops that went into the tree and watched the ladder come down.
I looked over my shoulder to see them looking up at the fort. "Ever interview someone in a tree-fort before?"
A/N: Rockwent was the first name that popped into my head it's pronounced "Rah-quent" instead or "Rock-went" so yeah…one of my "things". If I have somehow managed to steal your name I am sorry but Katie is my name too. Meh, just decided to make up the phone number and site thing, it's supposed to be some people in the "ghost hunter community" thinks of it as a joke and decides to send it to Sam and Dean's dad who sends it to them since he's busy looking for that demon that killed his wife…So yeah…GAH! IT MAKIE NO SENSE AT THE END! I HAD A BRAIN FART AND WANTED TO FINISH IT SO IT MAKES NO SENSE TO ME THERE. I HATE THAT BUT I'M LETTIN' IT STAY! Hopefully you ignored my rant. Had to let it out before I had to smash my head through a wall and I didn't wanna do that since I got a headache at the moment so that's never a bright idea...