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 care, I hope you enjoy. This is a unretentive part.



***A Stranger in the Cemetery***

The sky was dreary than normal as I made my way home from school. The winding thrashing and ululation, scattering dead leaf in all counsel. The branches on the naked trees waving as the brisk cool air swirled around me. A loud thunder of thunder can be heard in the near distance, followed by a steady mist of rain bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became grueling and noticed the tempest will likely intensify ; spotting the grayness blanket of clouds racing though the Lady Jane Grey sky. I needed to hurry to the dry confines of my abode before I got drenched. I took a left number to the.only make out shortcut ; Rivers Edge Cemetery.

The hoary gate creaked when I opened it which sent chills down my spine. I hated this situation as much as everyone else in the neighborhood. The rumors I heard from when I was a small fry never left me, now filling my head as I looked at the crumbling gravestone and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, people that encroachment into the cemetery never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the pattern of a human like silhouette of individual or something lurking the eerie grounds.. Flickers of Light only from which a dancing flame on a candle can create would mysteriously illuminate the darkness abandon church, causing it to glow like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and neglected Graves and got the eerie feeling somebody or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. Goosebumps and cold quiver along with the natural thrill in the air made it look more creepier, therefore making the expose flesh on the back of my neck tingling and the hairs to constrain. I was beginning to get freaked out. I needed to compose myself before I hurt myself from passing out.

I sat on one of the slews of broken and crumbling tombstones and just gazed upon my surroundings. This was n't my initiatory metre here, however as the other masses in my town did, I avoided this place like the plague because of the cooling rumour. My optic scanned the scene looking for any proof of the rumour, My eyes fix on the old run down church. Its Windows boarded and paint peeling. I study the hollow in the dark boarded windows looking for any sign of ignitor, and to my relief they remained dark and spooky. My eyes wandered on looking for the heavy fog or mist, the only thing I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This piazza looks as lifeless as the torso buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my mind is playing whoremaster about being frighten by a bunch of childhood humorous stories that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my knapsack from the soil brushing the dead dry leaves off and swung it around my berm, shaking my head as I let myself believe this nonsense. The rain started to occur down a bit heavier so I picked up the tempo walking home.

My idea was racing with all the cerebration about how I let a bunch of garbage scare me and I was n't paying care as I walked with my heading 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 chassis I could n't make up out. I squinted through the drizzle and swirling fog but I could n't make out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a paw to me.

'' Sorry, '' I mumbled belief embarrassed about my gracelessness, reaching for the strangers hand.

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

The stranger does n't let my hand go mighty away but something felt mysterious about it. I took a fast 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 pitch my gaze to his facial expression, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red eyes and his pupil were slitted like a cats. His typeface was pale as the full moon. He has blackened brim with petite red smirch randomly placed. His tomentum is a pitch black along with sluttish streak of Gray and Elwyn Brooks White. His rim curled into a smile showing yellowness decaying teeth, which also have red stains.

'' Forgive my matters Whitney Young lad. My epithet is Fredrick Von Zepher III and I reside at this residence, '' The man said in a scranch voice, lifting an arm towards the Christian church, gesturing he lived there. `` I welcome all visitors. ``

Fredrick has n't loosened his grip on my script. My voice trembles. `` Nice to touch you sir, I 'm John Timmons. ``

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

I gave the man another quick glimpse over as millions of questions about his visual aspect came to take care, let alone the unfamiliar accent he spoke. There 's no way I was going with this stranger anywhere, even if his ethical motive were good. I pulled my hand from his clasp with a jerk, making eye striking into his unusual eyes that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your forgivingness and generosity, but I need to be getting to my rest home. ``

'' Why the thrill my boy, '' Fredrick spoke almost in a rustling never breaking the eye tangency we maintained.

I did n't desire to be rude or anything so speaking in a chill out shaky vocalism, my care returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably worried ; I have a massive amount of preparation to carry out, and please do n't deal this the improper way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't trust you. Besides, if I do n't result now I 'll be late for dinner. ``

Fredrick nods, `` I understand your concern, but I 'd be honored if you join me. I can help thou with homework because I have centuries worth of noesis. I can put a ceiling over one thousand head until this disconsolate storm passing play. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me know. Thy can trust me. ``

The here and now he mentioned he had one C worth of noesis, the man in front of me became more creepy. His wardrobe captured my care. It was from like a time way before I was thought of, maybe before my grandparents existence. Fredrick 's dress 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 grab my shoulder surprising me, causing me to escape from, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my thinking, causing a sensation of panic to envelope me.

'' G is making me angry my boy. I 'm showering yard with my generous go, yet one thousand declivity them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a hiss, gently placing a cold deal on my grimace and turning my pass locking our eyes once again. The chilling expression he wore was getting uncomfortable along with his presence. `` I 'm done trying to be Nice, now I demand thou to bring together me. If one thousand again fail to meet my demands, you 'll support the consequence, '' He spoke with an evil tone causing his hot dry breath to invade my nostrils.

The clutch he had on my shoulder suffering and with a snap of adrenaline, I ripped myself from his icy handwriting and ran. The mud, puddle and dead parting making my sprint more hard as my metrical unit sank in the wet ground. The bottom of my pant legs feeling heavy from the junk clinging. My shoe 's squeaking with every pace from the wet filling the insides. The burial site gate is growing with each pace as it neared. My chest scathe from breathing the frigidity air so ready. I slowed my pace to a slothful jog thinking I 'm home free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the flaccid saturated background. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot sentience on my neck, followed by a crisp burning pain in the ass. My head was pinned to the earth so I had no estimation what is happening as my dead body felt paralyzed for a moment.

consequence later the unknown loosens his handle allowing me to affect a little. `` See thou when thy come back my boy. I 'll resolve any questions thy may ask of me the best to my knowledge, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's interpreter whispers into my right ear before yanking me to my substructure with a speciality so great.

My neck opening began to dull, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the like spot for a patch. The feeling you get when someone places their common cold handwriting on you after holding ice cream. I place my own hired man to the side of my neck and felt a midst wetness which caused me to pull in away quickly. A sudden moving ridge of lightheadedness washed over me seeing the dark red substance known as parentage smeared into my medallion. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with revulsion. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before offspring lad, I 'll serve thou dubiousness the next meter we shall meet. Now if I were thou, I 'd be hurrying home before the variety. ``

'' Your wrong old man ! You 'll never see me again, '' I said with a sudden authority trying to make myself attend brave.

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

My eyes were getting gravid like I have n't slept in sidereal day. My mettle are shaking, my muscles began to tighten. I 'm still lightheaded along with a migraine creeping in. `` What 's happening to me ? '' I yelled to the disappearance figure in the space ; my own interpreter sounding feeble 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 body I did n't palpate a second ago ; I gingerly began my journey home.

***

I awoke in a cold sweat, my body drenched like the dew on the morning grass, my face clenching to the pillow. What a nightmare I thought stealing a glance at the clock that read 4:38 am. My mind playing the dream over and over like a bad re-run. I sat up with a sudden intense hunger I 've never felt before that erased the dream in an New York minute from my head. I rubbed the sopor away not before feeling the heating plant radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the public lavatory to rinse the ease of the kip away, I notice the menage seems brighter than pattern despite the minute. I reach to remove my tangency 's thinking maybe I forgot to train them out, and to my surprise they were n't there and I did n't guess twice about it.

Out of habit, I flip the john light on and almost simultaneously, let out a garish shout ; almost a thigh-slapper as the shiny light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nada happened my eyes adjusted to the darkness immediately. I shook it off and turned the urine on, gazing at my contemplation in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the combat injury on the right incline of my cervix, the dream rushing back like a recede memory. This meter at the end of the aspiration, I saw the face that sent shake down my spine. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out garish. `` 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 revulsion it 's still moist from the roue. It 's not a dream I thought as I looked at my habiliment still damp from the rainfall with the dried mud blot on the straw man of my t-shirt. I looked further down my body and I still have on the Lapplander jeans I 've worn to school, along with my snitch, both are dirty with debris.

The lighting again illuminates the vague shadow, causing me to shout out as the burning returns to my eyes, basking my sight in a sheet of white. I shield the light with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a battle field of force. `` turn it out ! Turn 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 sister asks in a indulgent vocalisation, cutting off the light.

'' Alice, something 's damage ! I ca n't explicate it because I do n't know what exactly it is, '' My voice trembling.

'' What do you palpate ? '' Her interpreter never losing the softness.

'' My body feels like it 's on fire. The visible radiation somehow blinds me causing a searing pain in the neck. My ... My ... Just look my hands are shaking for no reason, '' My vox shaky from the fear.

'' Oh my John, your foreland is scorching, '' Alice claim after resting a mitt against my os frontale. `` I think you got sick, especially coming rest home in those wet clothes and sleeping in them. ``

'' Uh Alice, I do n't believe I remember coming home earlier, '' I said after a long secrecy, trying to replay the solar day events.

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

There was another yearn interruption of secretiveness as I again tried to remember my day, but all I can think is the cemetery and nothing after that. Suddenly a thumping noise bursts out of no where as I cock my promontory listening to the familiar sound I could n't comprehend at the moment.

'' trick ... '' Alice starts but I put a mitt up.

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

'' Hear what ? ``

'' It sounds almost like a warmheartedness beating. ``

Alice gives me a rum look, `` I think it 's metre for you to get some eternal sleep. I 've only been here for a few moment, but you are seriously acting Weird. Not only that but you look terrible. your skin is pale, you cried when the light was turned on. Your hearing interference that are n't there. What else is unseasonable with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

I let out a sigh, `` Maybe your rightfulness, a slight sopor will work out wonders. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped cold. I caught an aroma I 've never experienced. `` Hey you smell practiced by the way. Is that a new shampoo or perfume you are wearing. ``

She gives me a curious stare, `` No, but you seriously need some slumber. ``

I just shrugged it off as Alice dragged me to my room without another word. However sleep did n't do easily due to the massive distractions going on in my head. Thoughts of what is amiss with me haunted my ability to sleep. Who was the stranger in the cemetery ? Why did he attack me ? Why am I feeling like SOB ? Why ... ? Why ... ? Questions flooded me like water bursting through a bring out dam. One doubt kept coming back. What is happening to me ?

***

morn came before I knew it. My alarm was beeping ; telling me that it is time to get motivated. I cracked my eyes unfold slowly, but the endorse the light touched them, it burned like blaze. `` Fuck, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside tabular array, retrieving a pair of sunglasses and putting them on. I again open my eyes slowly and the field glass helped because I could see, and as they adjusted to the light, I looked around curiously. It seemed to me my heart adjusted better in the darkness the late Nox, then they are doing now. The sun had a reflection to it that seemed foreign, but I could not explain it.

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

I left the privy without a second thought process 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 sign ; your still pale as a touch. `` She reaches up and places a hand on my forehead, `` Jezz, you feel ice cold considering you were burning up finale night, but your telling me your amercement. Who are you trying to fool around ? ``

When she touched my forehead, different emotions flooded my sense of right and wrong, and the hunger I 've felt the dark before came back with a vengeance. `` Allie, I 'm delicately, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't believe. ``

'' John, go get some more catch some Z's alright. ``

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

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

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My mind about to burst until my alarm chased them away with its annoying call. I looked at the time and I was running late for school, so I rushed to the kitchen to fulfil my uncanny thirstiness. The morning goodness of bacon and eggs did little to fulfil me up. The nutrient not tasting pleasant played a small role.

'' You know you look derisory wearing those wraith in the house ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

'' Then take em off dumbbell. Why are you wearing em anyway ? ``

'' The light burn my heart, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your centre real quick, '' Alice says crossing the room to endure in front of me, `` I wan na make sure enough there is no serious legal injury o.k. ``

I hesitated for a second, `` trusted I guess, but the arcminute I yell put them back on ; alright. ``

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

Instantly the luminousness burns and I force my eye shut. `` exposed them. I cant see, '' Alice replies smacking my articulatio humeri. I open my eyes briefly, but the bother is so bad, I began to tear as Alice lets out a loudly gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my center feeling like thousands of needles impaling themselves into me.

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

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

Alice just keeps grin, `` Wow ! Your center are the most beautiful nuance of patrician I 've ever witnessed. ``

'' Huh, my eyes are always down in the mouth ; I was born with them you know. ``

'' Bro, have you ever seen how profane the ocean is on a crystalise cheery day ? Well film that for an example except your eyes are a lot lighter. It 's breathtaking. God I 've never seen something so elegant. ``

'' Uh Alice, I hate to rain on your parade, but you do know your describing my heart right. Your brother. It 's a little creepy do n't you think ? ``

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

'' nada different sis, but it 's clock time to get set for schooling. So lets get moving. ``

As I was making my way to the lav to wind up the rest of my morning rituals I hear Alice yell. `` You should dash those eyes at school. I guarantee the other 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 soup-strainer into the sink not believing the scene in social movement of me, and let out a panicky shriek, knocking the bathroom miscellaneous supply to the floor with a clangoring. My horrified response caused such a brassy ruckus I did n't acknowledge Alice 's presence until I heard her speak.

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

I did n't reply. My mind was too overwhelmed with mix-up, fearfulness, and mainly disbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her face, not wanting her to see the sight that will forever haunt me for the residue of days. All my recent veneration came to aliveness. This was not a dream, but the get-go of a terrifying incubus. As I gazed into the mirror the same doubt haunted with me. What the hell is happening ?