All CARRIE (2013) Characters © Stephen King, MGM, SONY & Kimberley Pierce, etc.
Chapter 1: Carrie is Alive
Date: Tuesday January 14th 2014
Time: 8:55pm
Years: 2014
Location: Chamberlain, Maine
There is good and there is evil in this world and the life of one has been filled with evil...pain...hurt...and dare I say HELL. Even though I tried to do good for her and for others, evil comes in many different forms. It's evasive. It runs over all of us, like water. I thought I would be at peace after I showed my true colors but as I feared, God has yet to answer my prayers but maybe, maybe there is hope for us. But...what if there is none?
As the mild glimmer of sunlight faded away from the cracked ground of pavement on the roads of Chamberlain, right aside the road was where the cemetery laid. There was also what appeared to be a sunshower occurring around the time the sun began to creep away.
Finally, the sky gave way as it fully erupted into rain. It did make for a pretty sight since it wouldn't take the scenery away from the area but it wouldn't make the graveyard any less presentable like it needed to be. Especially not since the year 2013.
It was only last year that countless lives had been robbed, taken, stolen from their relatives after a senseless act of violence shook the town of Chamberlain and burned it to its core. Needless to say, the one responsible for said senseless act had no chance to get the last laugh of any kind; as she had died that very same night. And that one grave of that one individual was the only one that stood out amongst all the others.
Her grave was nothing but a tombstone that had a heart-snapped crack over the stone, spray-painted in bright red paint.
It read: "Carrie White Burns In Hell".
Luckily, the excessive rainfall was washing away the paint over the stone. But it couldn't wash away the crack embedded within the stone; almost as if that crack was now a permanent part of the body that laid flat underneath. Despite no origin of how the crack came to be, it led straight from underneath the ground...
...while a single white rose laid besides the stone, withered and nearly decayed.
Suddenly, a loud thump shakes the ground and the grave as the rose tips over and falls. The thumbing sound only grows louder and louder and louder as the ground began to slowly cave in until finally, another thump later and the entire tombstone breaks off and just crumbles from the weight of the force.
However for a brief moment afterwards, nothing happens. But then the ground begins to shake excessively until the ground continues to cave in.
POP!
A hand reaches out from below. Twitching violently with dirt staining the skin, another hand pops out seconds later as both arms sluggishly pulls up against the grass. Scratching and crawling and slipping repeatedly, both hands keep pressing forward until eventually, the upper half of the body gets above ground and just lies down.
Once it's face is shown, only one thing is certain: This is no zombie or ancient mythical being.
This was Carrie White (Chloë Grace Moretz).
Breathing in and out heavily and rather frantically, she managed to break herself away from what was left of her grave, slowly getting her lower body above ground, wearing the same clothes she wore the night she "died".
She crawled down onto both her knees and slowly looked down at her hand still resembling that safe cut from the night of the Black Prom massacre, not to mention the dry cuts below her right leg and left arm.
It wasn't long before she looked up to the sky with the rain pouring down upon her and as she felt raindrop after raindrop make contact against her skin, it made for a bittersweet realization.
This was no dream. No nightmare. No hallucination of any kind.
She is alive again.
But all she wished was that she wasn't as she continued to look around her, coming back to terms of the very sins she had committed mere months ago.
Sensing nowhere else to go but forward, Carrie basically trudges up to a vertical basis, limping on both her legs before eventually losing balance, down to a knee yet again.
Unfortunately, upon getting the wherewithal to continue walking, walking a few feet and back onto the open road, she saw fog: an endless blanket of fog that leads back to the one place that had caused her so much trouble all those months ago.
She once again breathed heavily as she feels the ashy stoney ligaments of every pebble and texture underneath her bare feet. Anxiety wasn't the right word to describe how she felt, as her judgement was as clouded as the fog was. Without staring out into space any further, she slowly and calmly walked into the fog.
To her unfortunate surprise, what was left of Maine was left to be desired. Buildings were left uncharted and destroyed, sidewalks broken, cars demolished and Ewen High School...the school where she became the person she was known as now, was reduced to nothing. Flooding herself with all these vivid horrific memories made it clear that Carrie was either hallucinating or that she was actually in her own separate reality of hell; one in which she wished all was left behind...
The city had became a ghost town in the following months and it never did rebuild itself from the ashes of the disaster, because the people lost their will to hope. Therefore, many, if not all of the residents decided to leave the town in order to forget the deaths and the Carrie White affair.
But forget is too strong of a word for some people to take in.
After revisiting the images from her violent and horrific past, she eventually trudges by and stops at the one location she remembers last being at: her house...or what used to be her house.
The force of her powers, from what she remembered, had swallowed the house whole into a wormhole. But now, barely anything was left of it. To think the main source of all her pain, her sorrow, and her suffering would somehow end up being a part of her sadness. After all, it was the only home she had.
And it brought tears to her eyes. One teardrop dropped, rippling through a moderate sized puddle, spitting its reflection back towards the young girl. One half she saw simply herself while the monster revealed itself on the other: a cold, motionless devil of a girl with thick, crimson liquid running down her pale cheeks, blonde hair tainted by mud, blue eyes now red and lost.
Focusing on the past was strangely harder than usual since Carrie was suddenly overwhelmed by this nauseating head trauma as she stumbled over alongside the road, the rain still pouring harder and harder onto her as she just collapses beside the street.
With her legs, body and head giving away, Carrie just fell deeper and deeper into unconsciousness, slipping straight into a coma.
However, despite this town being deserted for the state of it, not all of the town's locals left just yet. A van filled with a family of four and packed bags happened to be driving by, just to pass through to get to the border.
The man behind the wheel and his wife in the driver's seat were the first to notice the poor girl perched on the road and both lifted their faces in surprise as he slightly hit the brakes and stopped the car which made the two children (A boy and a girl) slightly confused.
Boy: Dad, why are we stopping? Are we already there?
Man: No. Just something in the road.
Woman: Or someone...get the umbrella.
The windshield wipers kept flapping on the windshield as the man came out of the driver's seat, opening the umbrella as he ran towards Carrie holding it over him. He kneeled down to observe and soon turned her over to her front side, for him to realize she's a person.
The sight was hard to put into words. "Jesus Christ..."
Going in to check for a pulse, the woman rolled down her window to stick her head out to check on her husband.
Woman: Honey, what is it?
Man: It's some kid...she's out like a light, but she's barely alive. Get my phone from the pouch of my seat!
As his wife reached back to the back of the driver's seat and grabbed her husband's cell phone there which worried the kids even more than before. The woman soon dialed 911.
The voice: 911. What is your state of emergency?
Woman: Yes. My family and I found some kid out in the middle of the road. She looks 17 or older but barely alive.
Minutes pass later as the rain really started to pick up as a white minivan breezes past the charred remains of Ewen High School, for whoever was driving was also on its way to the border of what was once Chamberlain. In the back of said Van was a few furniture suitcases filled with clothes, supply boxes and other toiletries and kitchenware.
The driver of the van, one Rita Desjardin (Judy Greer), also felt the need to leave this town after everything that happened months ago as she felt nothing but sorrow and sadness for everyone who died that night...but mostly for the one girl she grew to care for ever since she first came to Chamberlain High on her Senior year almost five years ago: Carrie.
Desjardin, in a way, blamed herself after the prom incident cause while she wasn't responsible for playing a part in it, she could understand why Carrie did what she did even though taking their lives wasn't the answer. But deep down in her heart of hearts, she thought if she and the other teachers and staff were more cautious of what was happening to her and secured all the doors, then maybe what happened wouldn't have occurred. She even learned that Carrie and Tommy Ross weren't even the ones supposed to win the privilege of king and queen of prom in the first place. They really had less votes compared to anyone else because of Carrie and that the box filled with more votes for them were all fake.
After realizing that, she had been stuck in a mental state of depression for so long that she couldn't do anything about it. Months later and she still hasn't gotten over it as tears ran down from her eyes the further she drove on. Red and blue lights shine over her face as she inches closer and closer to the border which turned made her expression reek of utter confusion.
She managed to park her van on the side, getting a glimpse of the ambulance through the rain on her windshield, seeing two paramedics lifting the girl up on the stretcher while the family of four cars still parked there.
Desjardin: What the-?
Confused and also intrigued as she just rushes out of the van, not caring how wet the rain would get her: She had to know what was going on but only if the paramedics would allow her.
Paramedic: Ma'am? Not now, stay back.
She couldn't reply to him even if she wanted to because when she got close to the two paramedics and the stretcher, her jaw nearly fell all the way down once she got a closer look on who was on that stretcher.
Desjardin basically stumbles over her words before could finally say something, given her shock and dumbfounded expression.
Desjardin: Carrie? Oh my god! OH MY GOD, CARRIE?!
Paramedic: Ma'am, we need you to stay back.
Desjardin: You don't understand. I know her!
Paramedic: This your daughter, ma'am?
Desjardin: No, this is my student.
Paramedic: Your student?
Rita pauses at the statement. She knew the truth as much some other locals did but knowing some remaining locals might know what happened out here, she didn't want to take any chances in case things could end up worse for her than they already have.
So...after looking back at the family car, she turned back to the paramedics, doing the only thing she could say, thinking of the only option she could muster to save Carrie's life.
Desjardin: Yes, sir! I was...I was looking for her on my way out of town. Is she alright?
Paramedic: She has a pulse but it's weak. Only time will tell if she recovers. We have to get her past the border cause every hospital has been closed down.
Desjardin: I know. Nearest hospital in Wiscasset. Can I, at least, follow you there?
Paramedic: Yes, ma'am, of course. Your daughter's in good hands.
Desjardin: She is not my daughter. She is my student.
Paramedic: All right, sorry.
The paramedics informed her as they loaded Carrie onboard of the ambulance as Desjardin hopped back in her van and tails behind them. Just then, the family car drove off a minute later.
One more hour passes by at Midcoast Hospital in Wiscasset, Maine as the ambulance delivers Carrie, wheeling her inside as Desjardin parked across from them with this petrified look of fear overcome her.
But little did she know someone else who was present when the prom and town destruction occurred was at that very same hospital...in labor.
To Be Continued…