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 suddenly part.



***A Stranger in the Cemetery***

The sky was gloomy than normal as I made my way house from schooling. The wind whipstitch and howling, scattering dead leaves in all focussing. The subdivision on the naked tree waving as the refreshful aplomb air swirled around me. A loud godsend of scag can be heard in the penny-pinching distance, followed by a steady mist of pelting bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became heavier and noticed the storm will likely intensify ; spotting the gray mantle of swarm racing though the grey sky. I needed to zip to the dry confines of my household before I got drenched. I took a lead round to the.only make out crosscut ; Rivers Edge Cemetery.

The rusty gate creaked when I opened it which sent chills down my spine. I hated this place as very much as everyone else in the neck of the woods. The rumour I heard from when I was a child never left me, now filling my head as I looked at the crumbling tombstone and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, people that trespass into the graveyard never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the shape of a human like silhouette of someone or something lurking the eerie grounds.. flicker of light only from which a dancing flaming on a candle can create would mysteriously crystalise the dark abandon church, causing it to glow like a jack-a-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and pretermit Graf and got the eerie feeling someone or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. gooseflesh and cold shivers along with the natural iciness in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the expose figure on the back of my neck tingle and the whisker to stiffen. 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 dozens of broken and crumbling gravestone and just gazed upon my surroundings. This was n't my first clip here, however as the other hoi polloi in my town did, I avoided this property like the pest because of the chilling rumor. My center scanned the scenery looking for any test copy of the hearsay, My eyes fix on the old run down church. Its windows boarded and blusher peeling. I study the holes in the wickedness boarded window looking for any sign of lighter, and to my easement they remained sour and spooky. My center wandered on looking for the sound fog or mist, the solitary thing I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This place looks as lifeless as the body buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my mind is playing magic about being frighten by a cluster of childhood humorous stories that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my backpack from the reason brushing the stagnant dry leaves off and swung it around my shoulder, shaking my head as I let myself trust this gimcrackery. The rain started to come down a bit heavier so I picked up the pace walking home.

My judgment was racing with all the thoughts about how I let a bunch of drivel scare me and I was n't paying aid as I walked with my oral sex down when I suddenly crashed in something, knocking me on my ass to the mud. I looked up into the brightness level fog I have n't noticed and saw a figure I could n't clear out. I squinted through the drizzle and swirling fog but I could n't form out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a hand to me.

'' Sorry, '' I mumbled spirit embarrassed about my clumsiness, reaching for the unknown hand.

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

The unknown does n't let my hand go right-hand away but something felt mystifying about it. I took a quick peep at the paw 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 face, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red eyes and his pupils were slitted like a cats. His face was pallid as the full phase of the moon moon. He has smutty backtalk with tiny red stains randomly placed. His hair is a pitch blackened along with Christ Within streak of gray and Theodore Harold White. His brim curled into a smile display yellow decaying tooth, which also have red stains.

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

Fredrick has n't loosened his grip on my hand. My part milk sickness. `` Nice to meet you sir, I 'm lav Timmons. ``

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

I gave the man another promptly glance over as millions of questions about his appearance came to mind, let alone the unfamiliar idiom he spoke. There 's no way I was going with this stranger anywhere, even if his lesson were good. I pulled my manus from his grasp with a jerking, making eye contact into his unusual eyes that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your kindness and unselfishness, but I need to be getting to my home. ``

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

I did n't want to be rude or anything so speaking in a calm shaky voice, my awe returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably worried ; I have a massive amount of homework to accomplish, and please do n't subscribe this the wrong way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't entrust you. Besides, if I do n't leave now I 'll be late for dinner. ``

Fredrick nods, `` I understand your business organisation, but I 'd be honored if you join me. I can help thou with homework because I have centuries worth of knowledge. I can put a ceiling over thou chief until this dingy tempest passes. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me know. Thy can hope me. ``

The minute he mentioned he had C worth of knowledge, the man in presence of me became more creepy. His wardrobe captured my tending. It was from like a time way before I was thought of, maybe before my grandparents universe. Fredrick 's clothes looked like they were worn by the men in the motion picture 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 snap up my shoulder surprising me, causing me to shake, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my idea, causing a common sense of affright to envelope me.

'' Thou is making me raging my boy. I 'm showering thou with my generous offer, yet thou declines them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a hiss, gently placing a low temperature hand on my face and turning my head locking our oculus 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 join me. If chiliad again fail to meet my need, you 'll lose the consequences, '' He spoke with an evil tone causing his hot dry hint to invade my nostrils.

The adhesive friction he had on my shoulder hurt and with a shot of adrenaline, I ripped myself from his icy hand and ran. The mud, puddles and dead leaves making my sprint more difficult as my feet sank in the wet ground. The bottom of the inning of my heave legs feeling heavy from the dust clinging. My brake shoe 's squeaking with every step from the moisture filling the inside. The cemetery gate is growing with each pace as it neared. My pectus distress from breathing the inhuman air so flying. I slowed my gait to a slothful jog thinking I 'm home plate free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the soft saturated ground. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot sensation on my neck, followed by a tart burning infliction. My pass was pinned to the undercoat so I had no idea what is happening as my dead body felt paralyzed for a moment.

Moments later the stranger loosens his hold allowing me to move a little. `` See thou when thy come back my boy. I 'll answer any questions thy may ask of me the best to my cognition, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's voice whispering into my right ear before yanking me to my fundament with a durability so great.

My cervix began to numb, feeling like soul 's holding a bag of ice to the same spot for a piece. The feeling you get when someone places their cold bridge player on you after holding ice pick. I place my own hand to the side of my neck and felt a midst wetness which caused me to pull away quickly. A sudden wave of lightheadedness washed over me seeing the dark red substance known as line smeared into my palm. I turn my optic up at Fredrick with horror. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before young lad, I 'll answer thou questions the side by side time we shall get together. Now if I were thou, I 'd be hurrying place before the change. ``

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

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

My eyes were getting heavy like I have n't slept in Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. My nerves 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 disappearing pattern in the distance ; my own interpreter sounding weak and hoarse as if I 've been in a concert. Realizing I was n't getting a answer and just standing there with these sensations coursing through my body I did n't feel a minute ago ; I gingerly began my journeying home.

***

I awoke in a cold swither, my body drenched like the dew on the daybreak skunk, my face clenching to the pillow. What a nightmare I thought stealing a glance at the clock that read 4:38 am. My psyche playing the dream over and over like a bad re-run. I sat up with a sudden acute hunger I 've never felt before that erased the dream in an instant from my head. I rubbed the slumber away not before feeling the estrus radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the restroom to rinse the eternal sleep of the sleep away, I notice the business firm seems brighter than formula despite the hour. 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 think twice about it.

Out of substance abuse, I flip the bathroom light on and almost simultaneously, let out a loud yell ; almost a scream as the bright light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my eyes adjusted to the iniquity immediately. I shook it off and turned the piddle on, gazing at my reflection in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wound on the compensate side of my neck, the aspiration rushing back like a baffled retentivity. This metre at the end of the aspiration, I saw the facial expression that sent chill down my spine. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out loud. `` It ca n't be ! '' I backed away from my reflection, my eyes still locked on the injury. `` It was only a dreaming ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wound and to my horror it 's still moist from the blood. It 's not a ambition I thought as I looked at my wear still damp from the pelting with the dried mud discoloration on the front of my t-shirt. I looked further down my dead body and I still have on the same jeans I 've worn to shoal, along with my sneakers, both are colly with debris.

The spark again illuminates the vague darkness, causing me to yell as the burning returns to my eyes, basking my sight in a sheet of white-hot. I shield the Light Within with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a battle field. `` plough it out ! turn over 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 soft voice, cutting off the light.

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

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

'' My physical structure feeling like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing hurting. My ... My ... Just look my hands are shaking for no reason, '' My voice shaky from the fear.

'' Oh my St. John the Apostle, your head is scorching, '' Alice claims after resting a hand against my forehead. `` I think you got brainsick, especially coming abode in those wet clothes and sleeping in them. ``

'' Uh Alice, I do n't opine I remember coming home base earlier, '' I said after a retentive secretiveness, trying to play back the days events.

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

There was another recollective suspension of silence as I again tried to commemorate my day, but all I can remember is the cemetery and null after that. Suddenly a thumping noise bursts out of no where as I cock my header listening to the familiar spirit auditory sensation I could n't comprehend at the moment.

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

'' Shh, You hear that, '' I said in a subdued tincture searching for the source.

'' Hear what ? ``

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

Alice gives me a suspicious look, `` I think it 's time for you to get some sleep. I 've only been here for a few minutes, but you are seriously acting Wyrd. Not only that but you look fearful. your skin is pale, you cried when the light was turned on. Your auditory sense noises that are n't there. What else is wrong with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

I let out a sigh, `` Maybe your right, a piffling sleep will work marvel. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped cold. I caught an smell I 've never experienced. `` Hey you smell in effect 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 sleep. ``

I just shrugged it off as Alice dragged me to my way without another word. However sleep did n't come easily due to the monumental distraction going on in my headway. idea of what is wrong with me preoccupied my power to catch some Z's. Who was the stranger in the cemetery ? Why did he attack me ? Why am I feeling like red cent ? Why ... ? Why ... ? interrogative sentence flooded me like water bursting through a broken dam. One enquiry kept coming back. What is happening to me ?

***

first light came before I knew it. My warning signal was beeping ; telling me that it is time to get motivated. I cracked my eyes open slowly, but the endorsement the light touched them, it burned like underworld. `` Fuck, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside table, retrieving a pair of sunglass and putting them on. I again open my eyes slowly and the glasses 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 darkness the late night, then they are doing now. The sun had a expression 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 shoes or missing. For some grounds 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 bathroom without a 2d opinion and jut into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling comfortably ? ``

I shrugged, `` Actually I do, considering finale Nox I felt like I was gon na die. ``

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

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right brain wear 's sunglasses in the house ; your still blench as a wraith. `` She reaches up and places a hand on my forehead, `` Jezz, you feel ice cold considering you were burning up finis dark, but your telling me your fine. Who are you trying to put one across ? ``

When she touched my frontal bone, dissimilar emotions flooded my conscience, and the hunger I 've felt the Nox before came back with a vengeance. `` Allie, I 'm fine, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't conceive. ``

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

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

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

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My creative thinker about to burst forth until my alarm chased them away with its annoying yell. I looked at the time and I was running late for school, so I rushed to the kitchen to meet my uncanny thirstiness. The sunup goodness of bacon and ballock did trivial to satiate me up. The food not tasting pleasant played a small role.

'' You know you look ridiculous wearing those shades in the theatre ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

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

'' The light burning my eyes, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your eyes real straightaway, '' Alice says crossing the elbow room to stand in front of me, `` I wan na make sure enough there is no grievous price o.k. ``

I hesitated for a indorse, `` Sure I hypothesis, but the minute I yell put them back on ; alright. ``

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

Instantly the igniter George Burns and I force my eyes shut. `` open them. I cant see, '' Alice reply smacking my shoulder. I open my center briefly, but the pain is so bad, I began to tear as Alice lets out a loud gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my eyes feeling like chiliad of phonograph needle impaling themselves into me.

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

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

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

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

'' Bro, have you ever seen how blue devil the ocean is on a clear sunny day ? wellspring take that for an instance except your optic 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 eff your describing my eyes right. Your Brother. It 's a footling creepy do n't you conceive ? ``

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

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

As I was making my way to the can to finish the respite of my dawning rituals I hear Alice yell. `` You should flash those eyes at school. I guarantee the other girls will fawn over them. Maybe you could actually get a date. ``

That comment lifted my spirits until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my soup-strainer into the sink not believing the scenery in strawman of me, and let out a frightened shrieking, knocking the bathroom miscellaneous supplies to the level with a clangoring. My horrified chemical reaction caused such a loud commotion I did n't acknowledge Alice 's bearing until I heard her speak.

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

I did n't answer. My mind was too overmaster with confusion, fear, and mainly disbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her face, not wanting her to see the peck that will forever haunt me for the eternal sleep of days. All my recent fearfulness came to life. This was not a dreaming, but the beginning of a terrifying nightmare. As I gazed into the mirror the Same interrogative haunted with me. What the blaze is happening ?