THE CRIMSON STONE

CHAPTER 1

KRRRIIING! The bell in Raymark City High school went off. The hallway was literally pouring with students not a moment to soon after the final bell of the day rung, signaling that school was over.

"Move over!" exclaimed a girl in her heels as Charlie was about to exit her classroom.

Without having to wait for her action, the girl immediately shoved her aside causing Charlie to bump into some other students who swore off at her.

Out in the hallway, it was packed as usual. Students were gathering and shouting at each other. Charlie had to bump into several others students on her way to the main door, so she could exit the hell hole called high school.

Out on the pavement, Charlie straight away headed home. She was deliberately annoyed and not just that, but hate her high school. It's full of rich stuck up snobs, who have no sense of humanity. At least that's what she thinks.

Back home…

The dark night sky was filled with shining stars. The moon was all a glimmer. But the sight of the beautiful sky only come in once in a while since storms and heavy downpours keeps coming to the small, average Raymark city which is located by the sea.

Sitting by the window, Charlie glared up at the night sky, her ocean blue eyes captivated by the beauty of the starry sky. The view of it was already enough to inspire her even though she had had a rough day. It cleared her mind. However, her peace wasn't long until-

"Charlie! We're leaving now!" shouted her Uncle Ben from downstairs. Since her parents died, she was living with her aunt and uncle which are surprisingly still young. Try twenty-six.

"I still can't believe you're leaving me with a baby sitter" Charlie said as she went down the stairs to the front door to bid her dear aunt and uncle good bye.

"Well, we can't possibly leave you alone now can we? Besides, Mrs. Appletone is a great sitter. You guys will get along fine." Aunt Trudy said. And she is like the hottest married aunt around. She has a slender figure with wavy brunette hair that suits her figure perfectly.

"It's just a two night trip kiddo. If you need us our-

"Cell phone numbers is drilled into my head or if I did had amnesia or something, is taped to the fridge." Charlie said cutting her Uncle's sentence.

"Well, that's good. Take care kiddo!" Uncle Ben said and messed up her hair playfully.

"Good bye Charlie. Take good care of yourself." Aunt Trudy said as she hugs Charlie.

"Be nice to Mrs. Appletone, and take care of the house. And I mean No Parties."

Aunt Trudy continue saying as she walk to the parked car.

"Like I'll have one. FYI my social life is down the drain, remember?" Charlie said back.

"Haha! Told you she has a great sense of humor." Uncle Ben pointed out to Aunt Trudy.

"Ugh, whatever! In the car, Ben." Aunt Trudy said annoyed of course.

With the final wave of good bye, Charlie finally closed the front door. She craned her neck as she said "Home alone I guess. For now,"

She headed upstairs towards her room.

An hour later…

"Ting-tong!"

"Oh, that must be Mrs. Appletone," Charlie said just as she was thinking that maybe Mrs. Appletone wasn't coming at all. Forgot the address maybe?

She went downstairs and opened the door to greet the sweet old lady who's going to be her sitter for the next two nights.

"Hi, you must be Mrs. Appletone. I'm Charlie," Charlie greeted her. "Oh, my baby!"

And she scrunched Charlie into a killing hug.

"Well you don't have to worry about being home alone since I'll be here to take care of you!" Mrs. Appletone said after releasing Charlie from her death hug.

"Well that's great. Say, let me give you a tour of the place so you could make yourself a home," Charlie said slightly panting as she was recovering from the death hug.

"Owh, that's great now dear," Mrs Appletone replied with a sweet smile.

"Right this way..."

In Charlie's room…

While Charlie was working on her English assignment which is titled 'The Sight of the Death', she heard something crashed outside. More like a car crash. So she went to her window to check it out. And what she saw outside weren't pretty at all. At first she taught it was a parade for a zombie theme or something. But even a parade won't set her whole neighborhood in fire.

"I got to find Mrs. Appletone," Charlie said to herself and headed to her room door.

Just as she opened her door she heard the sound of flesh being torn apart accompanied by a nasty growl like the one she heard from the movie 'Alien Vs Predator' but more realistic.

Instincly, she dropped to her knees and crawl to the top of the stairs to peek downstairs.

Charlie gasped at the sight of Mrs. Appletone, all ripped open and was able to see all systems spilling out with a zombie eating it.

The zombie looked up towards her but she wasn't fast enough to dodge his stare. Soon the sound of moaning is heard and foot steps as the zombie ascended the stairs towards her.

Panicked, Charlie got up and ran to her room and locked it. Without thinking she grab her backpack and fill it with a torch light, her cell phone and her trusty BB gun she got from camp last year. She was then prepared to escape.

By now the zombie must be at the top of the stairs. Charlie rushed out and quickly shot the zombie with her BB gun in the eye but it kept moving forward with his hands stretched out ready to strangle her. She sprinted to her store room upstairs and locked the door behind her. There was a vent in the room that somehow led outside. Charlie knows this after some of her childhood experience exploring this house. She quickly climbs up into the vent and closes it back as the zombie banged at the locked door.

She crawled all the way to where the garbage disposal tube was and slid down it. To get there she had to pass several giant rats that were just too disgusting to even think about it in the vent. As she slid down the tube she prayed that she'll land on something soft down there. Lucky her she landed on a pile of garbage aside from the glass bottle root beers in it, it was a safe place to land. She jumped out of the dumpster and called the police on her cell but strangely, no one picked up. She tried again a few times, but still, no one picked up. Something fishy is up. And she had to find away to get help.