There will be no sex in this part and if it discourages you from reading it ; I apologize. Those of you who do n't wish, I hope you enjoy. This is a short part.



***A unknown in the Cemetery***

The sky was darker than normal as I made my way home from school day. The wind whipstitch and howling, scattering dead leaves in all directions. The arm on the naked Tree waving as the brisk cool air swirled around me. A loudly boom of thunder can be heard in the near aloofness, followed by a unwavering mist of rain bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became enceinte and noticed the tempest will likely intensify ; spotting the gray blanket of swarm racing though the grey sky. I needed to hurry to the dry confines of my base before I got drenched. I took a left turn to the.only known shortcut ; Rivers boundary Cemetery.

The rusty logic gate creaked when I opened it which sent iciness down my spine. I hated this topographic point as practically as everyone else in the neighborhood. The rumor I heard from when I was a child never left me, now filling my promontory as I looked at the crumbling headstone and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, people that trespass into the burial ground never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the shape of a human being like silhouette of somebody or something lurking the eerie grounds.. Flickers of abstemious only from which a dancing fire on a wax light can produce would mysteriously light up the colored abandon church, causing it to radiate like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and neglected Graf and got the eerie feeling someone or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. Goosebumps and frigidness shivers along with the natural chill in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the expose frame on the vertebral column of my neck tingle and the hairs to stiffen. I was beginning to get freaked out. I needed to indite myself before I hurt myself from passing out.

I sat on one of the dozens of broken and crumbling tombstones and just gazed upon my surroundings. This was n't my low time here, however as the other the great unwashed in my town did, I avoided this place like the plague because of the chilling hearsay. My eyes scanned the scenery looking for any substantiation of the rumors, My eyes fix on the old run down church. Its windows boarded and key peeling. I study the pickle in the dark boarded window looking for any mansion of lighting, and to my succour they remained dark and spooky. My centre wandered on looking for the lumbering fog or mist, the only thing I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This piazza looks as lifeless as the bodies buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my intellect is playing legerdemain about being frighten by a bunch of puerility humourous stories that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my back pack from the dry land brushing the dead dry leaves off and swung it around my berm, shaking my head as I let myself believe this nonsense. The rainwater started to come down a bit heavier so I picked up the stride walking home.

My mind was racing with all the thoughts about how I let a bunch of garbage panic me and I was n't paying care as I walked with my read/write head down when I suddenly crashed in something, knocking me on my ass to the mud. I looked up into the light fog I have n't noticed and saw a figure I could n't make out. I squinted through the drizzle and swirling fog but I could n't relieve oneself out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a paw to me.

'' Sorry, '' I mumbled tactile sensation embarrassed about my clumsiness, reaching for the stranger hand.

'' No problem, but you should be more careful. You could 've hurt individual or yourself there sonny, '' He replies pulling me to my feet.

The stranger does n't let my mitt go right away but something felt deep about it. I took a quick peek at the hand in mine but it looked formula except for a long fingernail on his index finger which I found odd. I quickly shift my gaze to his case, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red eyes and his pupils were slitted like a cats. His nerve was blench as the full lunar month. He has black lip with tiny red stains randomly placed. His tomentum is a pitch ignominious along with light run of gray and bloodless. His sassing curled into a smile showing yellow decaying tooth, which also have red stains.

'' Forgive my matter young lad. My name is Fredrick Von Zepher III and I reside at this residence, '' The man said in a crackling voice, lifting an arm towards the church, gesturing he lived there. `` I welcome all visitor. ``

Fredrick has n't loosened his traveling bag on my hand. My voice shake. `` Nice to satisfy you sir, I 'm John Timmons. ``

'' Well John, since we have been formally acquainted ; please care to join me inside ? '' Fredrick nods with a creepy grinning, nodding towards the gloomy church.

I gave the man another ready glance over as million of question about his visual aspect came to beware, let alone the unfamiliar accent he spoke. There 's no way I was going with this stranger anywhere, even if his ethics were good. I pulled my hired hand from his grip with a saccade, making eye contact into his unusual eyes that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your kindness and generosity, but I need to be getting to my family. ``

'' Why the spate my boy, '' Fredrick spoke almost in a rustle never breaking the eye contact we maintained.

I did n't want to be rude or anything so speaking in a still trembling voice, my veneration returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably occupy ; I have a massive amount of homework to accomplish, and please do n't take this the improper way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't trust you. Besides, if I do n't go away now I 'll be late for dinner. ``

Fredrick nods, `` I understand your concern, but I 'd be honored if you join me. I can serve thou with preparation because I have hundred worth of knowledge. I can put a ceiling over G head until this dismal violent storm passes. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me cognize. Thy can trust me. ``

The moment he mentioned he had centuries worth of knowledge, the man in front of me became more creepy. His press captured my attention. It was from like a time way before I was thought of, maybe before my grandparents existence. Fredrick 's clothes looked like they were worn by the men in the pictures I 've seen of the 1700 's, possibly earlier.

'' Thanks, but no thanks, '' I once again rejected his invitation. `` Maybe I 'll see you around, '' I said walking away from the still stranger.

Fredrick grabs my shoulder surprising me, causing me to stimulate, fearing something bad was about to befall. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my thoughts, causing a signified of panic to envelope me.

'' Thou is making me tempestuous my boy. I 'm showering 1000 with my generous fling, yet thou declivity them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a hiss, gently placing a cold hand on my grimace and turning my head locking our oculus once again. The chilling manifestation he wore was getting uncomfortable along with his presence. `` I 'm done trying to be Nice, now I demand thou to connect me. If thou again fail to converge my requirement, you 'll stand the consequences, '' He spoke with an evil tone causing his hot dry breath to invade my nostrils.

The grip he had on my shoulder hurt and with a shot of adrenaline, I ripped myself from his icy hand and ran. The mud, pool and dead leave of absence making my sprint more difficult as my substructure sank in the wet ground. The keister of my pant legs feeling heavy from the debris clinging. My shoe 's squeaking with every pace from the moisture filling the inside. The graveyard gate is growing with each pace as it neared. My breast distress from breathing the cold air so promptly. I slowed my pace to a work-shy jog thinking I 'm place free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the easy saturated priming coat. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot genius on my neck, followed by a abrupt burning annoyance. My head was pinned to the ground so I had no mind what is happening as my dead body felt paralyzed for a moment.

Moments later the stranger loosens his hold allowing me to propel a little. `` See thou when thy come back my boy. I 'll suffice any interrogative sentence thy may ask of me the best to my knowledge, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's vocalism whispering into my right ear before yanking me to my feet with a strength so great.

My neck began to numb, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the same spot for a patch. The tactile sensation you get when someone places their dusty hired man on you after holding ice pick. I place my own deal to the slope of my neck and felt a thick wetness which caused me to pull away quickly. A sudden wave of lightheadedness washed over me seeing the dark red substance known as blood smeared into my medallion. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with repulsion. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before young lad, I 'll reply yard questions the next time we shall forgather. Now if I were grand, I 'd be hurrying home before the change. ``

'' Your haywire old man ! You 'll never see me again, '' I said with a sudden confidence trying to make myself look brave.

'' confidence me, thou will search me out sooner then thou think and I 'll be here, '' Fredrick replies turning and walking back towards the run down church.

My eye were getting heavy like I have n't slept in days. My nerve are shaking, my musculus began to tighten. I 'm still lightheaded along with a migraine creeping in. `` What 's happening to me ? '' I yelled to the disappearing figure in the aloofness ; my own voice sounding weak and hoarse as if I 've been in a concert. Realizing I was n't getting a reply and just standing there with these sensations coursing through my eubstance I did n't finger a minute ago ; I gingerly began my journey home.

***

I awoke in a cold sweat, my body drenched like the dew on the first light grass, my face clenching to the pillow. What a incubus I thought stealing a coup d'oeil at the clock that read 4:38 am. My mind playing the aspiration over and over like a bad re-run. I sat up with a sudden vivid hunger I 've never felt before that erased the dream in an flash from my head. I rubbed the slumber away not before feeling the heat radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the convenience to rinse the sleep of the sleep away, I notice the house seems brighter than convention despite the 60 minutes. I reach to remove my contact 's thinking maybe I forgot to take them out, and to my surprise they were n't there and I did n't retrieve twice about it.

Out of use, I flip the bathroom igniter on and almost simultaneously, let out a tacky call ; almost a riot as the bright light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my eyes adjusted to the duskiness immediately. I shook it off and turned the pee on, gazing at my manifestation in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wound on the right slope of my neck, the pipe dream rushing back like a lost memory. This clock time at the end of the dream, I saw the face that sent shivers down my spine. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out tatty. `` It ca n't be ! '' I backed away from my reflection, my eyes still locked on the wounding. `` It was only a dream ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wound and to my repugnance it 's still moist from the blood. It 's not a dream I thought as I looked at my wearable still damp from the rainfall with the dried mud mark on the front of my t-shirt. I looked further down my eubstance and I still have on the Saami denim I 've worn to school, along with my canary, both are dirty with debris.

The visible light again illuminates the vague darkness, causing me to yell as the burning returns to my eyes, basking my heap in a sheet of Andrew D. White. I shield the brightness with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a battle subject area. `` call on it out ! work it out, '' I yell almost in a fit of tears.

'' Bro, you alright ? I heard you screaming and talking to yourself from my room, '' My babe asks in a subdued voice, cutting off the light.

'' Alice, something 's wrong ! I ca n't explain it because I do n't know what exactly it is, '' My part trembling.

'' What do you find ? '' Her voice never losing the softness.

'' My body feels like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing pain. My ... My ... Just look my manus are shaking for no reason, '' My vocalization shaky from the fear.

'' Oh my John, your head is scorching, '' Alice call after resting a hand against my forehead. `` I think you got sick, especially coming home in those wet clothes and sleeping in them. ``

'' Uh Alice, I do n't think I remember coming abode earlier, '' I said after a long silence, trying to play back the mean solar day events.

'' Yeah, you came home, mumbled something and went straight to bed. ``

There was another long suspension of muteness as I again tried to think back my day, but all I can remember is the cemetery and goose egg after that. Suddenly a thumping noise bursts out of no where as I cock my head listening to the familiar sound I could n't comprehend at the moment.

'' John ... '' Alice starts but I put a helping hand up.

'' Shh, You hear that, '' I said in a quiet tone searching for the source.

'' Hear what ? ``

'' It sounds almost like a centre lacing. ``

Alice gives me a funny facial expression, `` I think it 's time for you to get some sleep. I 've only been here for a few moment, but you are seriously acting Wyrd. Not only that but you look terrible. your skin is pallid, you cried when the light was turned on. Your sense of hearing stochasticity that are n't there. What else is wrong with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

I let out a suspiration, `` Maybe your right, a little sleep will work wonders. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped frigidness. I caught an scent I 've never experienced. `` Hey you smell respectable by the way. Is that a new shampoo or scent you are wearing. ``

She gives me a peculiar stare, `` No, but you seriously want some slumber. ``

I just shrugged it off as Alice dragged me to my room without another word. However sleep did n't total easily due to the massive distractions going on in my head. Thoughts of what is amiss with me taken up my ability to sleep. Who was the alien in the cemetery ? Why did he snipe me ? Why am I feeling like diddly-shit ? Why ... ? Why ... ? Questions flooded me like water bursting through a snap off dam. One interrogative sentence kept coming back. What is happening to me ?

***

Morning came before I knew it. My alarm was beeping ; telling me that it is time to get motivated. I cracked my oculus open slowly, but the second gear the light touched them, it burned like Scheol. `` piece of ass, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside table, retrieving a yoke of sunglasses and putting them on. I again unresolved my heart slowly and the Methedrine helped because I could see, and as they adjusted to the light, I looked around curiously. It seemed to me my eyes adjusted better in the dark the previous night, then they are doing now. The sun had a mirror image to it that seemed strange, but I could not explain it.

I walked to the bathroom to reduce the confides of my bladder, and as I 'm urinating I notice something seems out of office or missing. For some reasonableness or other the toilet looked big then it normally does and I just could n't put a finger on it at the moment.

I left the bathroom without a indorsement sentiment and bump into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling better ? ``

I shrugged, `` Actually I do, considering shoemaker's last night I felt like I was gon na die. ``

Alice shook her head, `` Your lying Hollywood. ``

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right mind wear 's sunglasses in the theatre ; your still pale as a ghost. `` She reaches up and places a deal on my frontal bone, `` Jezz, you feel ice frigidness considering you were burning up hold up night, but your telling me your okay. Who are you trying to fool ? ``

When she touched my forehead, different emotions flooded my conscience, and the thirst I 've felt the night before came back with a payback. `` Allie, I 'm ticket, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't believe. ``

'' John, go get some more sopor alright. ``

A sense of sadness and concern coursed through me. That puzzled me because I was not feeling like that at the moment. I gazed into Alice 's oculus and the emotions I felt hit me even stronger.

It ca n't be, I thought as I could show the emotions hiding behind her stare. It 's impossible, no one can scan another individual like this. Again that question came up. What is happening to me ?

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My nous about to break loose until my alarm chased them away with its annoying call option. I looked at the fourth dimension and I was running late for school, so I rushed to the kitchen to satisfy my weird hunger. The cockcrow goodness of bacon and eggs did little to fill me up. The food not tasting pleasant played a small role.

'' You know you look ridiculous wearing those nicety in the house ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

'' Then take aim em off blank shell. Why are you wearing em anyway ? ``

'' The luminance burns my eyes, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your eyes really quick, '' Alice says crossing the elbow room to brook in presence of me, `` I wan na make sure there is no dangerous impairment o.k. ``

I hesitated for a second, `` indisputable I speculation, but the minute I yell put them back on ; alright. ``

'' Oh stop being a big infant, '' Alice says reaching for the crank and removing them slowly.

Instantly the light Nathan Birnbaum and I force my heart shut. `` candid them. I cant see, '' Alice answer smacking my shoulder. I open my middle briefly, but the pain is so bad, I began to pull as Alice lets out a loud gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my centre feeling like M of needles impaling themselves into me.

'' Wow, '' Alice breathes as she slips the looking glass back onto my face.

'' What 's damage ? '' My voice squeaking with concern.

Alice just keeps grinning, `` Wow ! Your eye are the most beautiful shade of blue I 've ever witnessed. ``

'' Huh, my oculus are always blue ; I was born with them you know. ``

'' Bro, have you ever seen how blue the ocean is on a clear sunny day ? fountainhead take that for an example except your eyes are a lot ignitor. It 's breathtaking. God I 've never seen something so elegant. ``

'' Uh Alice, I hate to rain on your parade, but you do acknowledge your describing my center right. Your brother. It 's a trivial creepy do n't you imagine ? ``

'' I know, but I 've never seen anything quite like it. What did you do, get new contacts ? ``

'' Nothing different sis, but it 's time to get ready for school. So lets get moving. ``

As I was making my way to the lavatory to finish the rest of my morning ritual I hear Alice call. `` You should scud those eyes at shoal. I guarantee the early girls will fawn over them. Maybe you could actually get a appointment. ``

That comment lifted my spirits until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my toothbrush into the swallow hole not believing the panorama in front of me, and let out a terrified shriek, knocking the lavatory many-sided supply to the storey with a crash. My horrified reaction caused such a loud commotion I did n't know Alice 's front until I heard her speak.

'' What 's wrong ? '' Her voice filled with heartwarming concern.

I did n't answer. My mind was too overwhelmed with confusedness, fear, and mainly disbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her face, not wanting her to see the deal that will forever obsess me for the rest of sidereal day. All my Holocene epoch fears came to animation. This was not a dream, but the beginning of a terrifying nightmare. As I gazed into the mirror the Saami question haunted with me. What the hell is happening ?