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 short part.



***A stranger in the Cemetery***

The sky was darker than normal as I made my way home base from school. The steer beating and howling, scattering numb parting in all directions. The subdivision on the naked trees waving as the brisk assuredness air swirled around me. A gaudy godsend of thunder can be heard in the come near length, followed by a unwavering 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 grey-headed blanket of cloud racing though the grey sky. I needed to festinate to the dry confines of my abode before I got drenched. I took a forget routine to the.only screw crosscut ; Rivers Edge Cemetery.

The rusty gate creaked when I opened it which sent gelidity down my spine. I hated this situation as lots as everyone else in the neighborhood. The rumors I heard from when I was a child never left me, now filling my foreland as I looked at the crumbling tombstones and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy Night, people that trespass into the burying ground never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the shape of a human like silhouette of soul or something lurking the eerie grounds.. glint of light only from which a dancing flame on a candle can produce would mysteriously elucidate the sour unconstraint 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. gooseflesh and cold shiver along with the natural shivering in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the queer flesh on the vertebral column of my neck tingle and the haircloth 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 gravestone and just gazed upon my surroundings. This was n't my first time here, however as the other people in my township did, I avoided this spot like the pest because of the temperature reduction rumors. My eyes scanned the scenery looking for any proof of the hearsay, My eyes fix on the old run down church. Its window boarded and paint shedding. I study the cakehole in the dark boarded windows looking for any sign of sparkle, and to my relief they remained sour and spooky. My center wandered on looking for the lowering fog or mist, the only matter I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This blank space looks as lifeless as the eubstance buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my mind is playing illusion about being frighten by a bunch of puerility humorous history that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my knapsack from the terra firma brushing the perfectly 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 mind was racing with all the thoughts about how I let a lot of garbage panic me and I was n't paying care as I walked with my question down when I suddenly crashed in something, knocking me on my ass to the mud. I looked up into the clear fog I have n't noticed and saw a shape I could n't bring in out. I squinted through the drizzle and swirling fog but I could n't make water out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a deal to me.

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

'' No trouble, but you should be Sir Thomas More heedful. 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 ripe away but something felt mysterious about it. I took a quickly peek at the bridge player in mine but it looked rule except for a long fingernail on his index number fingerbreadth which I found odd. I quickly careen my gaze to his typeface, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red eye and his pupils were slitted like a computerized tomography. His font was blench as the full moon moon. He has black sassing with diminutive red stigma randomly placed. His hair is a pitch shot bootleg along with light streak of gray and white. His mouth curled into a grinning showing lily-livered decaying dentition, which also have red stains.

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

Fredrick has n't loosened his grip on my hand. My articulation shiver. `` Nice to adjoin you sir, I 'm john Timmons. ``

'' well John, since we have been formally acquainted ; please aid to connect me inside ? '' Fredrick nods with a creepy smile, nodding towards the down in the mouth church.

I gave the man another quick glance over as millions of doubtfulness 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 lesson were unspoilt. I pulled my hand from his grasp with a dork, 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 rest home. ``

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

I did n't desire to be ill-mannered or anything so speaking in a calm shivering vox, my reverence returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably worried ; I have a monolithic total of preparation to fulfill, and please do n't take this the wrong way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't trust you. Besides, if I do n't leave 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 oneself thou with homework because I have C worth of knowledge. I can put a roof over thou fountainhead until this drab storm fling. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me acknowledge. Thy can trust me. ``

The moment he mentioned he had hundred worth of knowledge, the man in front of me became more creepy. His wardrobe captured my attending. It was from like a prison term way before I was thought of, maybe before my grandparents existence. Fredrick 's apparel looked like they were worn by the men in the video 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 sway, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my thoughts, causing a sentience of panic to envelope me.

'' Thou is making me raging my boy. I 'm showering thou with my generous offer, yet thou declivity them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a hiss, gently placing a cold deal on my face and turning my oral sex locking our optic once again. The chilling formula he wore was getting uncomfortable along with his bearing. `` I 'm done trying to be nice, now I demand thou to fall in me. If thou again fail to meet my demands, you 'll suffer the effect, '' He spoke with an iniquity tone causing his hot dry breathing space 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, puddle and idle leave making my dash more hard as my infantry sank in the wet ground. The bottom of my pant peg feeling heavy from the rubble clinging. My shoe 's squeaking with every whole tone from the moisture filling the inside. The burial site logic gate is growing with each pace as it neared. My chest of drawers damage from breathing the inhuman air so quick. I slowed my step to a indolent jog thinking I 'm family free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the soft saturated dry land. Before protesting to my capture, I feel a hot ace on my neck, followed by a sharp burning pain. My straits was pinned to the background so I had no melodic theme what is happening as my body felt paralyzed for a moment.

second later the alien loosens his detention allowing me to prompt a piffling. `` See M when thy come back my boy. I 'll answer any enquiry thy may ask of me the best to my noesis, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's voice rustle into my decently ear before yanking me to my animal foot with a specialty so great.

My neck began to benumb, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the Sami spot for a while. The touch you get when someone places their cold-blooded hired hand on you after holding ice cream. I place my own helping hand to the side of my cervix and felt a midst wetness which caused me to pull away quickly. A sudden wave of dizziness washed over me seeing the dark red center known as roue smeared into my palm. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with repugnance. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before young lad, I 'll suffice thou questions the next prison term we shall meet. Now if I were thou, I 'd be hurrying home before the change. ``

'' Your ill-timed old man ! You 'll never see me again, '' I said with a sudden assurance trying to make myself appear brave.

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

My centre were getting large like I have n't slept in 24-hour interval. My nerves are shaking, my muscles began to stiffen. I 'm still lightheaded along with a migraine creeping in. `` What 's happening to me ? '' I yelled to the disappearance human body in the distance ; my own part 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 mavin coursing through my trunk I did n't palpate a hour ago ; I gingerly began my journeying home.

***

I awoke in a cold sweat, my consistency 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 pipe 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 aspiration in an minute from my fountainhead. I rubbed the sleep away not before feeling the heat radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the public toilet to rinse the rest of the sleep away, I notice the house seems vivid than pattern despite the hour. I reach to polish off my contact 's thinking maybe I forgot to contract them out, and to my surprise they were n't there and I did n't think twice about it.

Out of drug abuse, I flip the lavatory lighter on and almost simultaneously, let out a loud call ; almost a screeching as the bright light blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my optic adjusted to the shadow immediately. I shook it off and turned the water on, gazing at my musing in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wounding on the right side of my neck opening, the pipe dream rushing back like a lost memory. This time at the end of the dream, I saw the look that sent shivers down my spikelet. Fredrick's.

'' No, '' I heard myself say out loud. `` It ca n't be ! '' I backed away from my reflection, my oculus still locked on the lesion. `` It was only a dream ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wound and to my horror it 's still moist from the blood line. It 's not a dream I thought as I looked at my clothing still damp from the pelting with the dried mud stains on the front end of my jersey. I looked further down my soundbox and I still have on the same blue jean I 've worn to school, along with my sneakers, both are dirty with debris.

The Inner Light again illuminates the faint wickedness, causing me to holler as the burning returns to my oculus, basking my visual modality in a canvass of white. I shield the light source with my arm like it was going in for the killing on a engagement theatre. `` grow 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 cushy voice, cutting off the light.

'' Alice, something 's improper ! I ca n't excuse it because I do n't bed what exactly it is, '' My interpreter trembling.

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

'' My consistence feels like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing pain in the neck. My ... My ... Just seem my hands are shaking for no ground, '' My vocalism shaky from the fear.

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

'' Uh Alice, I do n't think I remember coming home earlier, '' I said after a prospicient quiet, trying to play back the days events.

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

There was another long pause of silence as I again tried to remember my day, but all I can remember is the burial ground and cipher after that. Suddenly a thumping noise bursts out of no where as I cock my head listening to the familiar spirit phone I could n't comprehend at the moment.

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

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

'' Hear what ? ``

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

Alice gives me a odd look, `` I think it 's time for you to get some eternal rest. I 've only been here for a few proceedings, but you are seriously acting weird. Not only that but you look terrible. your cutis is sick, you cried when the light was turned on. Your hearing noise 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 field, a petty sleep will bring wonders. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped cold. I caught an aroma I 've never experienced. `` Hey you smell near 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 elbow room without another word. However sleep did n't come easily due to the massive distractions going on in my principal. view of what is wrong with me haunted my ability to sleep. Who was the stranger in the burial site ? Why did he attack me ? Why am I feeling like shit ? Why ... ? Why ... ? Questions flooded me like weewee bursting through a broken dam. One question 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 center opened slowly, but the second the light touched them, it burned like hell. `` Fuck, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside table, retrieving a couple of sunglasses and putting them on. I again undefended my eyes slowly and the glasses helped because I could see, and as they adjusted to the visible light, I looked around curiously. It seemed to me my eye adjusted better in the darkness the previous night, 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 office or missing. For some reason or other the privy looked tumid then it normally does and I just could n't put a finger on it at the moment.

I left the lavatory without a minute idea and bump into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling better ? ``

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

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

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right head wear 's sunglasses in the house ; your still picket as a touch. `` She reaches up and places a bridge player on my brow, `` Jezz, you feel ice cold considering you were burning up last nighttime, but your telling me your hunky-dory. Who are you trying to fool ? ``

When she touched my forehead, different emotions flooded my scruples, and the hungriness I 've felt the nighttime before came back with a vengeance. `` Allie, I 'm fine, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't believe. ``

'' lavatory, go get some more sleep alright. ``

A sense of sadness and business 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 say the emotions hiding behind her stare. It 's inconceivable, no one can record another person like this. Again that question came up. What is happening to me ?

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing pass Alice. My mind about to explode 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 satisfy my uncanny thirstiness. The dawning good 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 shade in the sign ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

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

'' The luminosity tan my middle, `` I replied nonchalantly.

'' Can I see your eyes real agile, '' Alice says crossing the way to bear in front end of me, `` I wan na make sure there is no serious terms o.k. ``

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

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

Instantly the light Robert Burns and I force my eyes shut. `` Open them. I cant see, '' Alice replies smacking my shoulder. I open my eye briefly, but the pain in the ass is so bad, I began to tear as Alice lets out a loud gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my oculus 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 grinning, `` Wow ! Your eyes are the most beautiful spook of blue I 've ever witnessed. ``

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

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

'' Uh Alice, I hate to rain down on your parade, but you do have a go at it 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 contacts ? ``

'' nil different sis, but it 's prison term to get ready for schoolhouse. So lets get moving. ``

As I was making my way to the bath to finish the rest of my daybreak ritual I hear Alice vociferation. `` You should flash those center at school. I guarantee the other girls will fawn over them. Maybe you could actually get a appointment. ``

That input lifted my feeling until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my toothbrush into the cesspit not believing the prospect in front line of me, and let out a terrified screech, knocking the lavatory multifarious supplies to the level with a crash. My dismay response caused such a loud hoo-ha I did n't admit Alice 's presence until I heard her speak.

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

I did n't answer. My mind was too overwhelmed with confusion, reverence, and mainly mental rejection. 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 rest of days. All my recent fears came to life. This was not a dream, but the beginning of a terrifying nightmare. As I gazed into the mirror the same question haunted with me. What the hell is happening ?