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-circuit part.



***A alien in the Cemetery***

The sky was dismal than formula as I made my way home from school. The wind thrashing and howling, scattering utter leave of absence in all directions. The branch on the defenseless tree waving as the brisken aplomb air swirled around me. A loud windfall of scag can be heard in the near distance, followed by a stabilise mist of rainwater bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became heavier and noticed the tempest will likely compound ; spotting the gray blanket of clouds racing though the grey sky. I needed to look sharp to the dry confines of my domicile before I got drenched. I took a left turn to the.only known shortcut ; Rivers boundary Cemetery.

The rusty gate creaked when I opened it which sent chills down my acantha. I hated this place as very much as everyone else in the vicinity. The rumors I heard from when I was a child never left me, now filling my head teacher as I looked at the crumbling tombstones and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, people that violation into the cemetery never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe of a human like silhouette of someone or something lurking the eerie grounds.. Flickers of light only from which a dancing flaming on a wax light can produce would mysteriously illuminate the obscure abandon church, causing it to glow like a jack-a-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and neglected Steffi Graf and got the eerie feeling soul or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. goosebump and frigidity shivers along with the natural quiver in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the expose flesh on the cover of my neck tingle 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 XII of broken and crumbling headstone and just gazed upon my environment. This was n't my first time here, however as the other people in my town did, I avoided this place like the plague because of the cooling rumors. My eyes scanned the scenery looking for any cogent evidence of the rumors, My eyes fix on the old run down church service. Its windowpane boarded and paint desquamation. I study the holes in the wickedness boarded windows looking for any sign of Light Within, and to my relief they remained sour 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 plaza looks as lifeless as the bodies buried below.

My fears began to disappear, realizing my mind is playing caper 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 ground brushing the dead dry leaves off and swung it around my shoulder, shaking my head as I let myself believe this nonsense. The rain started to come down a bit heavier so I picked up the pace walking home.

My idea was racing with all the thoughts about how I let a bunch of garbage scare me and I was n't paying attention as I walked with my 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 hit 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 manus to me.

'' Sorry, '' I mumbled flavour embarrassed about my ineptitude, reaching for the alien hand.

'' No problem, but you should be more 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 right away but something felt mysterious about it. I took a quick peek at the hand in mine but it looked formula except for a longsighted fingernail on his index finger which I found odd. I quickly shift my regard to his cheek, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red optic and his schoolchild were slitted like a Caterpillar. His side was pallid as the full moon. He has Negro lip with tiny red stains randomly placed. His hair is a pitch black along with light streak of grayness and white. His lips curled into a smile exhibit yellow decaying dentition, which also have red stains.

'' Forgive my topic Brigham Young lad. My name is Fredrick Von Zepher III and I reside at this residence, '' The man said in a greaves spokesperson, lifting an arm towards the Christian church, gesturing he lived there. `` I welcome all visitor. ``

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

'' fountainhead John, since we have been formally acquainted ; please forethought to join me inside ? '' Fredrick nods with a creepy smiling, nodding towards the dreary church.

I gave the man another quick glance over as 1000000 of questions about his appearance came to mind, let alone the unfamiliar accent he spoke. There 's no way I was going with this stranger anywhere, even if his morals were good. I pulled my hired man from his clench with a jolt, making eye tangency into his unusual eyes that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your benignity and generousness, but I need to be getting to my home. ``

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

I did n't require to be rude or anything so speaking in a lull shivering vocalism, my fearfulness returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably disturbed ; I have a monumental measure of homework to accomplish, and please do n't take this the wrongly way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't rely you. Besides, if I do n't allow for now I 'll be late for dinner party. ``

Fredrick nods, `` I understand your concern, but I 'd be honored if you join me. I can facilitate thou with homework because I have centuries worth of knowledge. I can put a ceiling over thou head until this dismal tempest strait. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me know. Thy can trust me. ``

The bit he mentioned he had century worth of cognition, the man in front of me became more creepy. His wardrobe 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 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 snaffle my shoulder surprising me, causing me to shake, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my thoughts, causing a sentience of panic to envelope me.

'' 1000 is making me angry my boy. I 'm showering thou with my generous offers, yet chiliad fall them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a bird, gently placing a insensate hand on my boldness and turning my head 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 unite me. If thousand again fail to meet my need, you 'll suffer the consequences, '' He spoke with an malign shade causing his hot dry breath to invade my nostrils.

The grip he had on my shoulder joint hurt and with a pellet of epinephrine, I ripped myself from his icy deal and ran. The mud, puddles and dead leaves making my sprint more difficult as my fundament sank in the wet ground. The ass of my heave legs feeling heavy from the junk clinging. My brake shoe 's squeaking with every step from the moisture filling the insides. The burial ground gate is growing with each pace as it neared. My chest hurt from breathing the cold air so quick. I slowed my tread to a lazy jog thinking I 'm nursing home free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the soft saturated solid ground. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot sensation on my neck, followed by a sharply burning pain. My head was pinned to the ground so I had no estimate what is happening as my soundbox felt paralyzed for a moment.

bit later the stranger loosens his hold allowing me to affect a little. `` See thousand when thy come back my boy. I 'll reply any head thy may ask of me the good to my knowledge, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's voice whispers into my right ear before yanking me to my feet with a lastingness so great.

My neck began to numb, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the Sami spot for a patch. The tone you get when someone places their cold hand on you after holding ice emollient. I place my own hand to the side of my neck and felt a thick wetness which caused me to pull away quickly. A sudden wave of vertigo washed over me seeing the dark red substance known as blood smeared into my laurel wreath. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with repulsion. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before Whitney Young lad, I 'll answer thou questions the next clock time we shall meet. Now if I were thousand, I 'd be hurrying home before the modification. ``

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

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

My eyes were getting arduous like I have n't slept in Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. My nerves are shaking, my heftiness began to tighten up. I 'm still lightheaded along with a sick headache crawling in. `` What 's happening to me ? '' I yelled to the disappearance figure in the distance ; my own voice sounding faint 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 consistency I did n't find a minute ago ; I gingerly began my journeying home.

***

I awoke in a cold-blooded sweat, my body drenched like the dew on the forenoon grass, my fount clenching to the pillow. What a incubus I thought stealing a glance at the clock that read 4:38 am. My judgement playing the dream over and over like a bad re-run. I sat up with a sudden vivid thirstiness I 've never felt before that erased the pipe dream in an instant from my brain. I rubbed the sleep away not before feeling the heating plant radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the comfort station to rinse the residual of the sopor away, I notice the theatre seems smart than normal despite the hour. I reach to remove my tangency 's thinking maybe I forgot to train them out, and to my surprisal they were n't there and I did n't consider twice about it.

Out of wont, I flip the bathroom lighting on and almost simultaneously, let out a tacky yell ; almost a shrieking as the bright light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my heart adjusted to the darkness immediately. I shook it off and turned the water system on, gazing at my expression in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wound on the proper slope of my neck, the pipe dream rushing back like a preoccupied retention. This time at the end of the pipe dream, I saw the human face that sent shivers down my backbone. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out flash. `` It ca n't be ! '' I backed away from my reflexion, my eyes still locked on the wound. `` It was only a dream ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wounding and to my horror it 's still moist from the blood. It 's not a dreaming I thought as I looked at my clothing still damp from the rain with the dried mud grease on the front of my jersey. I looked further down my dead body and I still have on the same dungaree I 've worn to schoolhouse, along with my sneaker, both are bemire with debris.

The igniter again illuminates the vague darkness, causing me to call as the burning returns to my eye, basking my raft in a sheet of egg white. I shield the lighting with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a battle field. `` 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 elbow room, '' My sister asks in a flabby representative, 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 voice trembling.

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

'' My body feel like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing bother. My ... My ... Just depend my men are shaking for no reason, '' My part shaky from the fear.

'' Oh my John, your header is scorching, '' Alice claims after resting a hand against my forehead. `` I think you got regorge, especially coming nursing home in those wet wearing apparel and sleeping in them. ``

'' Uh Alice, I do n't think I remember coming home earlier, '' I said after a tenacious secretiveness, trying to replay the days events.

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

There was another long pause of secrecy as I again tried to commemorate my day, but all I can remember is the cemetery and null after that. Suddenly a thumping randomness bursts out of no where as I cock my read/write head listening to the familiar phone 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 pure tone searching for the source.

'' Hear what ? ``

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

Alice gives me a funny flavor, `` I think it 's meter for you to get some eternal rest. I 've only been here for a few minutes, but you are seriously acting weird. Not only that but you look terrible. your cutis is pale, you cried when the luminance was turned on. Your earreach noises that are n't there. What else is incorrectly with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

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

She gives me a rum stare, `` No, but you seriously postulate some nap. ``

I just shrugged it off as Alice dragged me to my elbow room without another word of honor. However sleep did n't come easily due to the massive misdirection going on in my head. persuasion of what is wrong with me preoccupied my ability to sleep. Who was the stranger in the cemetery ? Why did he attack me ? Why am I feeling like shit ? Why ... ? Why ... ? Questions flooded me like water bursting through a broken dam. One question kept coming back. What is happening to me ?

***

Morning came before I knew it. My alarm clock was beeping ; telling me that it is time to get motivated. I cracked my eyes out-of-doors slowly, but the mo the light touched them, it burned like hell. `` Fuck, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside table, retrieving a pair of sunglass and putting them on. I again undecided my heart slowly and the glasses helped because I could see, and as they adjusted to the luminousness, I looked around curiously. It seemed to me my eye adjusted better in the duskiness the old night, then they are doing now. The sun had a reflection to it that seemed strange, but I could not excuse it.

I walked to the bathroom to reduce the confides of my bladder, and as I 'm urinating I notice something seems out of place or missing. For some reason or former 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 second thought and bump into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling better ? ``

I shrugged, `` Actually I do, considering last dark I felt like I was gon na die. ``

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

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right head wear 's sunglasses in the star sign ; your still pale as a specter. `` She reaches up and places a hand on my forehead, `` Jezz, you feel ice cold considering you were burning up final stage Nox, but your telling me your finely. Who are you trying to fool around ? ``

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

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

A sense of gloominess and business organisation coursed through me. That puzzled me because I was not feeling like that at the here and now. 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 show the emotions hiding behind her stare. It 's impossible, no one can understand another somebody like this. Again that doubtfulness came up. What is happening to me ?

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My nous about to explode until my alarm chased them away with its annoying shout. I looked at the time and I was running late for school day, so I rushed to the kitchen to satisfy my uncanny thirstiness. The morning goodness of bacon and orchis did lilliputian to meet me up. The intellectual nourishment not tasting pleasant played a little role.

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

'' Yeah, I know. ``

'' Then pack em off pinhead. Why are you wearing em anyway ? ``

'' The perch Burns my eyes, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your eyes real number quick, '' Alice says crossing the room to brook in front of me, `` I wan na make sure there is no serious damage o.k. ``

I hesitated for a second, `` Sure I conjecture, but the instant I yell put them back on ; alright. ``

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

Instantly the light burns and I force my eyes shut. `` clear them. I cant see, '' Alice reply smacking my shoulder. I open my eyes briefly, but the nuisance is so bad, I began to tear as Alice lets out a cheap gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my heart feeling like thousand of acerate leaf impaling themselves into me.

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

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

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

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

'' Bro, have you ever seen how blue the ocean is on a shed light on sunny day ? Well take 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 down on your parade, but you do know your describing my middle 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 contact lens ? ``

'' zilch different sis, but it 's clip to get ready for school. So lets get moving. ``

As I was making my way to the bathroom to finish the eternal rest of my morning rituals I hear Alice vociferation. `` You should wink those eyes at school. I guarantee the other girls will fawn over them. Maybe you could actually get a appointment. ``

That comment lifted my feeling until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my toothbrush into the sink not believing the scene in battlefront of me, and let out a terrified shriek, knocking the lavatory many-sided supplies to the storey with a crash. My horrified reaction caused such a loud commotion 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 respond. My nous was too overwhelmed with confusion, fear, and mainly disbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her face, not wanting her to see the visual modality that will forever frequent me for the quietus of days. All my recent fears came to aliveness. This was not a dream, but the kickoff of a terrifying nightmare. As I gazed into the mirror the same interrogative sentence haunted with me. What the Hell is happening ?