Sorry I haven't posted in a while I left my computer at school for four days while I was sick I also have been really busy with my sport enjoy chapter 3.

Chapter 3: Flashlights On

529-2659. Zach dialed the number on his phone.

"Hello," The person answered.

"Hey Noah," Zach responded.

"Hi what's up," Noah said.

"Actually a lot," Zach said.

"In," He paused. "Two hours,"

"Yeah so let me explain," Zach explained the weird doll thing he found then the hole with stairs. Zach never said anything about the doll moving that was too scary to bring up and so was the dream.

"So can you come over tomorrow?" He asked.

"Let me check be right back," Noah set his phone down to check with his parents. About two minutes later he came back.

"Yeah I can come over tomorrow if it's fine with your mo- uhhh sorry,"

"It-It's fine," Zach said. " And you can come over,"

"Okay see you tomorrow then," He said

"Yeah bye" Zach said then hung up. He took a shaky breath. He had tried to forget that night. The night his mom disappeared. He was only seven his mom went out for some errands and never came back. He didn't cry then he thought she just stayed the night somewhere. But she never came home she never came back to Zach anyway. She might have left his father for someone else. It didn't matter to Zach Laura his mom was gone.

"Dinner is served," Zach's dad yelled. He looked startled at his alarm clock to see it was quarter till six. Had he really been lost in thought that long.

"Okay I will be right there," he yelled in response. Zach got off his bed and walked into the kitchen. There was spaghetti with red sauce and big meatballs on his plate. The sauce was chunky unlike blood that was thick but wasn't chunky unless something else was in it. Why did he always think these things when he was eating. He hungrily gulped down the rest of his food. Zach sat there full just staring out into space. Staring where no one ever had so far into the galaxy nothing would ever find him there. He heard mumbling around him but it was barely audible, so he paid no attention to it. Something started moving in his space. He woke out of his trance and noticed his dad was looking concerned.

"Are you okay," His father asked.

"What, why wouldn't I be," Zach said.

"Well you were staring at that corner for a long time,"

"I'm fine," Zach snapped.

"Okay you don't have to snap at me for asking if you're okay. You know, sometimes I worry about you. With your mother well not being here and the move,"

"Dad really I'm fine I don't need a therapist jeez,"

"Are you sure," His dad teased. Zach laughed a small laugh.

"Dad can we watch a movie or something tonight I'm bored and don't know what to do."

"Yeah what movie."

"Any movie is fine," Zach said then walked away.

Zach shouldn't have let his dad choose the movie. He chose a bad late 70s cowboy film. Zach fell asleep quickly, watching it.

"Hello Zach." A high-pitched raspy voice said." I don't know you but I need you. I have been trapped down here for years trying to escape. Some think I am a monster. A monster that kills children but I hold a special place in children's hearts. Don't you think that it is unfair to be judged without being seen. I wouldn't hurt a fly unless it flew into my stomach." Suddenly Zach awoke in his room. It was nine eighteen. He slept till nine eighteen. He grabbed his phone which was on his nightstand. He turned it on and a text from Noah said.

"Be there at eleven ttyl."

Zach turned his phone off and rolled back onto his stomach and putting his face in his pillows. He knew he had to get up, but he didn't want to. Reluctantly he rolled out of bed got changed and went to the bathroom. He then went back to hi room. He turned on his phone and started to play some video games. He wasn't really trying on them or thinking about them. Instead, he was thinking about his dream. How it said.

"I have been trapped down here for years trying to escape." That was weird trapped where. And the other thing he said the last thing.

"I wouldn't hurt a fly unless it flew in my stomach." But did the fly willingly fly into his stomach or unwillingly. Maybe he ate the fly then killed it in his stomach. Just then he died on his game. Fake blood splattered around the character. He turned off his phone and walked to the kitchen. He made himself a nice full bowl of cereal. Cocoa Puffs were his favorite cereal, but he was just eating cheerios right now. He slowly ate the cereal after he was done he rinsed it out in the sink then sat down in a chair. He didn't what to do until Noah got here. He checked the time on his phone it read. 9:38.

"Great only an hour and twenty minutes to spend," He said to himself.

"Dad," Zach yelled. There was no response. He left the room to the garage where he found his father.

"Dad I'm gonna go out front,"

"Ok, and this doll thing I don't think it's going to work again." His dad said.

"Ok that's fine," Zach said quickly. Remembering it turn it's head look at him with those eyes. Zach opened the garage and headed out front. It took his eyes a moment to adjust to the light. His big house was on a grassy hill. The hill was not that steep but steep enough to play on. He knew he had to do it he didn't want to, but he knew he had to. He layed down then rolled down the hill. The world spun like a top with one spot barely spinning and the others blurring like a wet painting that was smudged in a circle. When he reached the bottom of the hill he tried to stand up but fell he was extremely dizzy. After a minute of convincing himself the world was not spinning he got up and ran to the top of the hill. He rolled down again and again. For close to fifteen minutes. After he stopped he was smiling he hadn't had that much fun by himself since his mom had disappeared. He was bored with rolling down the hill now. And he still had at least an hour to kill. He walked around the house just looking at it. Then he remembered there were woods behind him. He turned around to face them. He ran down to the woods. Bored he started picking up long branches and setting against a tree to make a fort. Since he lived next to these woods he could come back and keep building up this fort. He heard someone yelling. Was Noah here already had he spent that much time in the woods. He tried to find the exit of the forest, but he couldn't . He didn't know where he came in! He started yelling

"Dad, Dad, Help," He heard someone yelling but couldn't make out the words.

"Help," panic rose in his chest his breathing was faster. He was scared how would he get out. Maybe if the police come they can search the woods if I'm lost too long. He started to cam himself down. He walked toward his fort and sat in it. Zach kept yelling for help. Finally, he decided to try to escape the forest. Zach walked toward the way he thought he had come out of the forest. He heard yelling then suddenly it stopped. He slowly walked toward where he thought he had heard the sound. Then he stopped he heard heavy footsteps coming from behind him. Then trees ruffled and he saw it. That thing that doll he found was behind him. It's body was twisted. His back half was twisted above its head hanging on to a low branch. And its face was staring straight at me. Those eyes held no life they looked almost like they were staring through him. Its jaws snapped open and closed with no apparent pattern. Then it lurched forward balanced on its front legs and untwisted its back half to make it look more normal. It snapped its jaws shut and started running towards him. He turned around and sprinted in the opposite direction it was like playing tag but with higher stakes than just becoming it. If this thing caught Zach who knows what it would do. Zach was becoming tired his chest hurt. Every breath he took felt like millions of tiny ice-cold knives were stabbed inside his lungs. He heard no footsteps behind him and made the mistake of looking behind him. It wasn't there! He slowed down and just as he did a heavy thud just in front of him. He looked forward saw the thing and screamed. It must have swung through the trees. He didn't think he just charged it and at the last second jumped to the right and burst out of the forest.