Who was that girl? How was my sister there? What was the place I was in? I have so many questions and so little answers. After lying on the ground for a while I start to hear footsteps coming towards me so I sit up to investigate. It was a man in a heavy black coat with a hood on and a wrap around his mouth. With his mouth covered so much I couldn't see who he was. He walks past me without even noticing me so I stood up to follow him.
As I am walking buildings start to appear around us forming the empty space around us into a city. He walks around a corner causing me to lose sight of him. As I approach the corner he turns from the side and wraps his hand around my throat. I begin to feel the pain from the cut over my eye again. Blood starts to drip out of the wound again. In seconds the blood was covering my face. In a struggle I grab his hood and wrap and rip it off.
He looked up and had glowing orange eyes with blood shrouding his face. Then i saw the scar. The scar this cut would leave. It was me. After a quick stare i felt something cold drive into my chest. I look down to see his hand shoved into my body. He pulls his hand from my body with my heart in hand. He begins to decay. With my vision going blurry and my body feeling colder than ice he drops me. I look up to see a skull taking the place of the head from before. He pulls scythe from thin air and says a few words I didn't understand. A red spirit covered in flames comes from my body. He cuts it in half and removes a glowing orb and puts it in a jar he gets from his cloak. He vanishes into a cloud of smoke and then my vision goes out.
I start to hear water dripping slowly. I open my eyes but everything was blurry. My eyesight wasn't fully recovered. "Did you sleep well?" I heard an old man say. "Where am I?" I asked in a weak voice. "I brought you to my cabin. I found you barely breathing in the middle of the woods with that wound over you eye so i brought you here to try to help. Tell me, what were you doing in these woods boy?" The cut? I felt my head and felt bandages wrapped around my head. So it did happen. But it couldn't have. I'm still alive.I felt that thing rip out my heart. I remember the pain and unforgettable cold. I replied "I don't remember." My voice was still raspy and i was starting to feel lightheaded. The old man told me lay back down and get some more rest. I thanked him and fell back asleep.
As I am walking buildings start to appear around us forming the empty space around us into a city. He walks around a corner causing me to lose sight of him. As I approach the corner he turns from the side and wraps his hand around my throat. I begin to feel the pain from the cut over my eye again. Blood starts to drip out of the wound again. In seconds the blood was covering my face. In a struggle I grab his hood and wrap and rip it off.
He looked up and had glowing orange eyes with blood shrouding his face. Then i saw the scar. The scar this cut would leave. It was me. After a quick stare i felt something cold drive into my chest. I look down to see his hand shoved into my body. He pulls his hand from my body with my heart in hand. He begins to decay. With my vision going blurry and my body feeling colder than ice he drops me. I look up to see a skull taking the place of the head from before. He pulls scythe from thin air and says a few words I didn't understand. A red spirit covered in flames comes from my body. He cuts it in half and removes a glowing orb and puts it in a jar he gets from his cloak. He vanishes into a cloud of smoke and then my vision goes out.
I start to hear water dripping slowly. I open my eyes but everything was blurry. My eyesight wasn't fully recovered. "Did you sleep well?" I heard an old man say. "Where am I?" I asked in a weak voice. "I brought you to my cabin. I found you barely breathing in the middle of the woods with that wound over you eye so i brought you here to try to help. Tell me, what were you doing in these woods boy?" The cut? I felt my head and felt bandages wrapped around my head. So it did happen. But it couldn't have. I'm still alive.I felt that thing rip out my heart. I remember the pain and unforgettable cold. I replied "I don't remember." My voice was still raspy and i was starting to feel lightheaded. The old man told me lay back down and get some more rest. I thanked him and fell back asleep.
After changing back I saw the remains of that man. It was enough to make me sick. I just fell to my knees looking up at the sky. A girl walks up beside me and kneels down. "Don't look so down." I go to look at her and no one is there. I look back up at the sky waiting to hear that voice again. There wasn't any sound anywhere around. Out of the silence i could hear a faint breath from the night behind me. I move to the right when i hear the shot.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.
It grazes the side of my head and i fall to the ground. I hear footsteps running towards me as my eyes slowly close.
Bullets fly through the air at a man behind a car. He rolls from the car to an alley avoiding the gun fire and makes a run for a motorcycle on the other side. Once getting there he pulls a .44 out of a saddle bag on the side and takes off as fast as it can go. No sooner than he hit the throttle the force was on him once again with heavy fire whizzing past his head. With them picking up speed he starts avoiding the incoming traffic hoping they continue to miss. He pulls the .44 from the holster and fires a few shots back. He turns back and holsters the gun and tries to stay ahead. After a few more blocks a cruiser gets beside him and shoots his back tire. The bike loses control and as he tries to turn it flings him off into the side of a parked car. With some broken ribs and a banged up leg and tries to run but hits the ground as an officer tackles him.