Chapter 2: cant run
That night was the last I saw of that man, but ever since then all I can think about is that pale, emotionless face. It was too terrifying for it to be a delusion, I tried to convince myself it was just my imagination but it was just too real. I've tried to find something, anything to do with what I saw on the internet and I've spoken to paranormal witnesses but I haven't found a single detail that leads to it... except one thing. I found a news paper article from 3 years ago where someone was brutally murdered, what was left of his body was found in the forest and according to the reports they have said before he died he carved a word into the tree saying "follows"...
07:30 am, Monday. Another painful day of going to school, although I guess I can try to take my mind off of it. I got dressed into my uniform and headed down stairs to make breakfast for me and my younger sister, you would think a sister would be considerate to my feelings wouldn't you? Wrong, in fact she was the one I got the most shit from. She started calling me a psychopath and that I should be put in an asylum, the last time she said it I snapped and attacked her without knowing. I was and still am grounded but I didn't hurt her much.
I walked into the kitchen and sat down by the table to think about what I should make, I wasn't in the mood to cook anything so I decided to make toast and coffee for me and Izzy. "breakfast is ready, come and get it" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs. We had finally finished breakfast and I set off to school, I stopped in front of Olivia's house and waited for her so we could walk together. She came running out "hey Mason, sorry im late. Were you waiting long?" she said with gentle eyes. "no, I only just got here myself" I replied, then set off walking. She walked next to me "are you still having your nightmares?" she said in a concerned voice. "n..no" I said as I looked down at the ground, she gave me a glare of annoyance "your a bad liar, do you know that?". Even I thought it wasn't very convincing of a lie.
As we were walking I couldn't help but feel my eye lids getting heavy, I tried to keep them open but the longer my eyes were open the heavier they became. I couldn't do it any longer, I had to close them. My vision began to fade into darkness and I could feel my eyes closing, I couldn't see, hear or feel anything. This must be what death feels like.
I awoke from the feeling but everything was different. Olivia was gone, It was dark and the streets were abandoned from all life. I had gotten use to this world from my dreams, I couldn't explain how I did though, being surrounded by such loneliness and despair is enough to drive someone insane...so why?..why did I feel more at home here than I did in reality?! I began walking towards the small park around the corner, it wasn't as refreshing or as large as the local park but it was the closest one. I sat on the swings thinking to myself, not paying attention to my surrounding. Suddenly a chill ran down my spine, a familiar chill...in a familiar place. I knew what was to come, I turned around quickly to the source of the fear that overcame me. There it stood, towering over me, casting a giant shadow... a familiar face...if you could call it a face...