Chapter 1 Feel the Pain of Darkness

Hello again everybody. The sequel to 'Darkness Falls on Mineral Town' is finally out. I'm rather excited about how this one is going to turn out. For those of you who haven't read 'DArkness Falls on Mineral Town' I'd recommend that you read it first before reading this one. Sorry that the prologue was so short, but I really didn't think I could make it any longer than it was, so yeah. Well please read and review this chapter.

Carter and Flora worked hard in the hot sun which beat down upon them.

"That's enough work for now," Carter said. "Lets go take a break."

Flora nodded, and wiped dirt off of her head. Carter then turned, and the two of them started walking down the pathway back towards the village.

"Did you hear about the farmer?" Carter asked.

"About how he died?" Flora asked. "Yes. That whole story just gives me the creeps."

"I say its a hoax," Carter said. "People do things like this all the time. And I had a dog once just die mysteriously, kind of like that."

"But that was a dog," Flora said. "This was a man. And he died while taking a picture. How often does that happen?"

"I don't know," Carter said.

They continued walking in silence.

"Hey," Flora said, as they crossed the bridge which lead into the village. "Look at that."

Carter looked where she pointed, towards Turtle Swamp.

"What's going on?" he said.

The turtle which lived there was slowly crawling up the hill, away from the swamp. Flora and Carter ran to its side.

"What is it doing?" Carter asked, as the turtle looked up at them with fearful eyes.

"Its leaving the swamp," Flora said. "But why? The Swamp is its home, and the turtle needs water to live in."

"Maybe we should carry it back to the swamp," Carter suggested.

"No," Flora said. "Not after what happened there before. Just let it go where it wants to go. Soon it will get bored, and return to the water."

"We'd better hope so," Carter said. "It walks very slowly."

Carter and Flora walked off from the turtle towards the bar. But the turtle did not get bored and turn back, it kept crawling up the hill feebly, its weak turtle feet slowly pulling itself forward.

"They say his son is going to inherit the farm," Carter said.

"Can we change the subject, please?" Flora begged, taking a fearful look back at Turtle Swamp.

The dark swamp just stood there silently, looking back at her. Its still waters stirred lightly as a black fish gently brushed the surface. A cold wind blew out from the swamp, gently brushing Flora's head like the hand of a ghost. Flora then turned, and ran towards the bar.

"Whats the hurry Flora?" Carter asked, running after her.


Takakura walked into the farm quietly, followed closely by me. He brushed his black hair back, and squinted his eyes at the bright sun. His bushy eyebrows could make him stand out in any crowd. I followed slowly behind him, my wavy brown hair blowing in the wind.

"Your father and I built this farm years ago," Takakura said. "We had a dream that we shared. A dream that we held in common."

But why didn't he ever call me, or send a letter? Thoughts plagued my mind as I followed Takakura. Why did he ignore my existence after he divorced my mom. I haven't seen him since I was fourteen. Why?

"This land is now yours," Takakura said. "He left it to you. This farm is yours. You are free to move here and start a new life."

But what about my old one? Should it die just like my father did?

"So what do you think Josh?" Takakura asked. "Are you up to it? Will you at least give it a try?"

I thought about it. I had never farmed before, and from what I heard about it, it wasn't an easy job. But I did want to stay here and see if he could figure out what his father had really meant when he left him with his mother years and years ago.

"Will you give me a day to think about it?" I asked.

"Okay," Takakura nodded.

I then turned, and walked away towards the village. As I walked, my mind spun around all that had happened. I'd gotten a letter just a few days ago telling me that my father had died, and that I had inherited his old farm.

Suddenly I heard a sound. I stopped, and looked around for the source of the noise. Suddenly someone clubbed me in the back of the neck. I gasped, and fell to the ground, stunned by the blow. Then a figure jumped onto my back, pinning me to the ground and holding a stick against the back of my neck.

"I got you now!" the person shouted. "You will... not... escape... What? Oh. Sorry. I thought you were the great white creature who lives up near the spring."

The man got off my back. I coughed, and got up to my feet to face my attacker. What I saw surprised him. It was a wild eyed man dressed in a white coat, with sharp black hair.

"I'm terribly sorry," the man said squinting behind his small glasses. "You see, I was hunting the strange white beast which lives near the Spring, and I thought that you were the white devil."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

This guy wasn't making any sense. White devil?

"What? Oh! I'm sorry, I don't know you. My name is Daryl. I'm a scientist. As I said, I apologize for attacking you, I was looking for the white creature."

"What white creature?" I asked.

"Don't have time to explain," Daryl said. "I have to go!"

Daryl then turned, and ran away. I shook my head, and started walking away. Ahead I saw a large swamp amidst some trees. I walked up to it and sat down, admiring its beauty. The water in the swamp was calm, and the green water just gently parted as the black shapes of fish moved beneath the surface. A cold wind blew through the trees, chilling me softly. I felt something in the air, a strange dark feeling which made me feel nervous. I took out a small camera, and took a quick picture of the swamp, for it was so very beautiful. But there was something chilling in its beauty. Something that wasn't right.

"Hey!" I turned to see a girl about my age looking over at me.

Her hair was a beautiful brown, as were her eyes. She was wearing a green dress with a tan bandanna on her head and soft brown moccasins on her feet. But her expression looked fearful, and her eyes were wide.

"Get away from there!" she shouted.

"Why?" I asked. "I'm fine here."

"No!" the girl said, her eyes widening even more. "Get away from there right now! Come here!"

I snapped another picture without thinking, and pocketed my camera. I then stood up, and walked over towards the girl. Then, without warning, she grabbed my hand, and ran away from the swamp, pulling me along behind her.

"What are you doing?" I asked, as we ran.

"Getting you away from the swamp," she said.

When they were a fair distance away, the girl stopped, and turned to me.

"Don't go near the swamp," she said. "Bad things have been happening over there."

"What do you mean bad things?" I asked, confused.

"A guy died there just a week ago," the girl said. "He lived on the farm just north of here. Did you know him?"

"He was... that man was..." I stuttered. "That man was my father."

I felt something touch him. Something cold, and dark. I turned, but saw nothing.

"Something touched me!" I said, now freaking out. "What's going on? What's wrong with this island?"

'It would be wise to fear the darkness!'

I screamed, and fell backwards to the ground.

'Yes, you feel me. But you do not see me. Would you like to look upon my face?'

I felt an icy hand grab his shirt, and slam me to the ground. My eyes widened in fear as I found myself looking up into demonic eyes.

'Now, feel the pain of the darkness and die!'

The chapters get longer after this one, I just figured that this was a good point to end the chapter. The next two chapters will introduce more characters and get more into the flow of things. Leave a review. Bye.