They kept trying to calm me down, though I couldn't stop sobbing. Why? Why did he deserve this? "Miss, please!" I pushed them away, running out of the room. "Miss!" I ignored them, just travelling down the hall. People rushed passed me, their faces all blurring into one. I don't want to be here. I don't need to be here.
I eventually found my way to the main lobby, which was filled with people of all ages, waiting for different reasons. I just left the hospital entirely, greeted by the freezing air and snow. I shivered, the hospital gown barely being there at all. Someone pulled up right next to me, lowering the car window. "Are you alright, miss?" He asked me. I looked him in the eyes. "Can you tell me where I am?" He looked around awkwardly. "We're in Charlotte." He replied. Charlotte North Carolina? "What day is it?" I asked again. "January Tenth." I was out for five days and I'm still alive? how!?
"I need you to take me farther North to the Appalachian mountains." I told him. "Hold on, little lady! Who even ARE you, and why should I take you anywhere!?" My left palm met my forehead as I sighed, irritated. "I have business up there." I replied. "Forget it. I don't even know you. I'm sorry." He drove off, leaving me there on the side of the road. I kept walking, hoping I could find someone.
You know they won't help.
Who... Who said that? I paused, looking around. Won't work, you're alone. Alone with me. "Get out of my head!" I screamed, beginning to fear I wasn't completely alone. Or maybe I've just lost my mind!? The voice started laughing, sounding both amused and annoyed. That isn't your decision. It isn't about you anymore, it's about me, and you will learn to deal with me forever. I screamed again, falling to my knees. The sound of police sirens came in the distance, growing louder. Eventually, the police were parked right in front of me, the red and blue lights nearly blinding me. They came over to me, both reaching for their weapons but not truly holding them. Yet. "Miss? Can you hear us?" He kneeled down, reaching for me. We're hungry, and it appears as if breakfast arrived...
"Are you okay?" I looked up at them. "I'm... F-fine." I replied, trying to conceal the fact I had a goddamn monster in my head. They wouldn't be able to help me anyway... "That's her!" Is that the nurse from earlier? "Ah, I see.. Miss, why did you just walk out of the hospital like that?" He asked me, his hand now a little farther away from his weapon. "I don't need to be in there. I'm FINE, officer!" I protested. "You were found just outside a burning forest, most of your body is burned!" The nurse shouted. "Come on... You need to heal properly." He grabbed my arm, slowly helping me up. Why won't they just listen to me!?
Don't look at it like that. Being in that hospital means getting food! I can get food anywhere. No, no no. THEY are the food! They took me back inside, and back to that room. That attempt was pointless. I have to get to William! there's a chance he's still alive! HA! You honestly believe that? No, dear... He's dead. And so is my body, because you burned the forest down! I did get to eat your friend before burning to death, however. I wish you could just stay dead... You can't kill a spirit. "Miss?" I looked up to see another officer. He had a tattoo on his left wrist, but I couldn't make out what it was... "You've been a Jane Doe for three days now... Plus, your behavior has everyone worried. You wouldn't mind if I were to ask you a few questions?" I sighed. "I don't think you can help me, sir..." I informed him, sitting up. "Well, can I at least try?" I guess... "Sure..." This guy is in for a surprise. Quickly, bite his throat out and drink the blood! "For starters, Why were you out there?" You were serving the devil. "I was on a camping trip." He nodded. "And who is this 'William' character you mentioned?"
"He was my friend. Last I saw of him, he went off to get beers out of his truck." Even if I told him why we were really out there, he wouldn't believe me. I'd just be sent to a psyche ward... "What is your name?" Wendigo. "Luna. Luna Melville." He smiled a bit. "Melville? Like the author of Moby Dick?" I nodded. "No relation..." I sighed. Bet you get asked that a lot. Yes and it's annoying. I don't even like that book... "How old are you, Luna?" I had to think for a second. "19. 20? I can't really remember..." He nodded, shocked. "Has it been awhile since your last birthday party or something?" I nodded. "My parents died in a car crash when I was younger... I haven't celebrated anything since." I explained. "I see... I apologize if I seemed insensitive." I shrugged. Is that what they told you? Heh... I remember your brother. Jamie tasted like grilled chicken... "Officer. What happened during the car crash that took a hundred lives back in 2004?" I asked him. "Let me think for a second... I'm trying to remember..." I waited impatiently. "It was a seventeen-car-pile-up that was started by someone driving under the infinfluence. That's all." Was that defensiveness in his voice? He's lying! And how would you know?!