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 base from school day. The tip whipping and howl, scattering dead leave in all directions. The arm on the naked trees waving as the brisk aplomb air swirled around me. A loud boom of thunder can be heard in the draw near distance, followed by a steady mist of rainfall bouncing off all surfaces.

I looked into the sky, squinting as the raindrops became toilsome and noticed the violent storm will likely intensify ; spotting the grizzly blanket of clouds racing though the Second Earl Grey sky. I needed to hasten to the dry confines of my home before I got drenched. I took a remaining crook to the.only known shortcut ; Rivers Edge Cemetery.

The rust-brown gate creaked when I opened it which sent chills down my spine. I hated this place as a lot as everyone else in the neighborhood. The rumor I heard from when I was a tyke never left me, now filling my headspring as I looked at the crumbling headstone and decaying trees.

It was said that on stormy nights, hoi polloi that encroachment into the burial site never came back out. A mysterious fog or mist could be seen along with the chassis of a human being like silhouette of somebody or something lurking the eerie grounds.. waver of light only from which a dancing flame on a candle can produce would mysteriously illuminate the dark wildness church, causing it to glow like a jack-o-lantern on Halloween.

I walked by the forgotten and overlook grave accent and got the eerie feeling someone or something was stalking me ; maybe watching me. Goosebumps and cold frisson along with the natural chill in the air made it seem more creepier, therefore making the expose flesh on the rachis of my neck chill and the hairs 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 twelve of broken and crumbling gravestone and just gazed upon my environs. This was n't my first sentence here, however as the former citizenry in my townsfolk did, I avoided this lieu like the pest because of the chilling rumors. My eyes scanned the scenery looking for any validation of the hearsay, My eyes fix on the old run down church building. Its windows boarded and rouge peeling. I study the fix in the dark boarded Windows looking for any signaling of luminance, and to my respite they remained iniquity and spooky. My center wandered on looking for the heavy fog or mist, the alone thing I see is the raindrops falling from the sky. This shoes looks as exanimate as the bodies buried below.

My fears began to evaporate, realizing my thinker is playing whoremonger about being frighten by a bunch of childhood humourous stories that are told around a campfire and sleepovers. I picked up my backpack from the ground brushing the dead dry leaves off and swung it around my shoulder, shaking my capitulum as I let myself believe this nonsense. The rain started to descend down a bit heavier so I picked up the footstep walking home.

My mind was racing with all the thought process about how I let a bunch of drivel 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 sparkle fog I have n't noticed and saw a figure I could n't pee-pee out. I squinted through the mizzle and swirling fog but I could n't make out the silhouette standing above me. It offered out a handwriting to me.

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

'' No trouble, but you should be 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 mightily away but something felt mystifying about it. I took a fast peep at the hand in mine but it looked pattern except for a long fingernail on his index finger which I found odd. I quickly pitch my gaze to his expression, and it frightened me more then I was earlier. The man had red centre and his pupils were slitted like a Arabian tea. His font was pale as the entire Moon. He has black lips with tiny red smear randomly placed. His hair is a sales talk black along with light streaks of gray and white. His lips curled into a grin screening yellow decaying teeth, which also have red stains.

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

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

'' well privy, since we have been formally acquainted ; please aid to unite me inside ? '' Fredrick nods with a creepy grin, nodding towards the drear church.

I gave the man another quick glance over as zillion of head about his appearance came to listen, 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 manus from his grasp with a jolt, making eye contact into his unusual centre that are seemingly hypnotizing my own. `` Thank you for your kindness and generosity, but I need to be getting to my home. ``

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

I did n't want to be rude or anything so speaking in a calm air shaky voice, my fear returned with a vengeance. `` It 's raining ; My parents are probably care ; I have a massive amount of homework to fulfill, and delight do n't bring this the wrong way, but I hardly know who you are. Therefore I do n't trust you. Besides, if I do n't allow 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 centuries worth of knowledge. I can put a roof over 1000 head until this dark storm offer. If I do anything that makes thou uncomfortable just let me know. Thy can trust me. ``

The import he mentioned he had one C worth of knowledge, 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 wearing apparel 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 articulatio humeri surprising me, causing me to shake, fearing something bad was about to happen. I 'm being kidnapped exploded my sentiment, causing a sense of panic to envelope me.

'' G is making me raging my boy. I 'm showering K with my generous offers, yet M declines them, '' Fredrick spoke in almost what sounded like a raspberry, gently placing a cold hand on my face and turning my straits locking our eyes once again. The chilling manifestation he wore was getting uncomfortable along with his presence. `` I 'm done trying to be overnice, now I demand thou to get together me. If 1000 again fail to meet my demands, you 'll hurt the consequences, '' He spoke with an malevolent tone causing his hot dry breath to invade my nostrils.

The grasp he had on my berm hurt and with a shot of adrenaline, I ripped myself from his icy hand and ran. The mud, puddle and dead leaves making my sprint more unmanageable as my feet sank in the wet primer coat. The bottom of my pant legs feeling heavy from the rubble clinging. My shoe 's squeaking with every whole tone from the moisture filling the inside. The cemetery gate is growing with each gait as it neared. My chest trauma from breathing the cold air so nimble. I slowed my tread to a lazy jog thinking I 'm abode free ; when out of nowhere I was tackled and crashed into the mild saturated basis. Before protesting to my gaining control, I feel a hot genius on my neck, followed by a sharp combustion pain sensation. My straits was pinned to the ground so I had no idea what is happening as my body felt paralyzed for a moment.

mo later the stranger loosens his custody allowing me to proceed a little. `` See thou when thy come back my boy. I 'll answer any interrogation thy may ask of me the best to my knowledge, No promises though, '' Fredrick 's vocalisation whispers into my properly ear before yanking me to my feet with a effectiveness so great.

My neck began to numb, feeling like someone 's holding a bag of ice to the same point for a while. The feeling you get when someone places their cold hand on you after holding ice cream. I place my own hand to the incline of my neck opening and felt a thick wetness which caused me to commit away quickly. A sudden wave of lightheadedness washed over me seeing the shadow red substance known as bloodline smeared into my palm. I turn my eyes up at Fredrick with revulsion. `` What did you do to me, '' I choke out.

'' As I said before Whitney Moore Young Jr. lad, I 'll reply K questions the future clock time we shall play. Now if I were one thousand, I 'd be hurrying dwelling house 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.

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

My eyes were getting ponderous like I have n't slept in days. My boldness 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 public figure in the distance ; my own vox 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 body I did n't feel a bit ago ; I gingerly began my journeying home.

***

I awoke in a cold elbow grease, my body drenched like the dew on the good morning skunk, my look 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 thirstiness I 've never felt before that erased the dream in an instant from my head. I rubbed the sleep away not before feeling the heat radiating off my face.

Dragging myself to the restroom to rinse the eternal sleep of the sleep away, I notice the house seems brighter than normal despite the minute. I reach to murder my contact 's intellection 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 habit, I flip the bathroom Christ Within on and almost simultaneously, let out a loud yell ; almost a scream as the bright luminosity blinded me. I quickly flip the light off and as if nothing happened my eyes adjusted to the darkness immediately. I shook it off and turned the water on, gazing at my reflexion in the mirror. My jaw dropped as I spot the wound on the rectify side of my neck, the dream rushing back like a lost memory. This time at the end of the dream, I saw the nerve that sent shudder down my acantha. 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 wound. `` It was only a dream ! I 'm still dreaming ! '' I feel the wound and to my revulsion it 's still moist from the lineage. It 's not a aspiration I thought as I looked at my clothing still damp from the pelting with the dried mud smear on the front end of my T-shirt. I looked further down my body and I still have on the same jeans I 've worn to school, along with my fink, both are dingy with debris.

The light again illuminates the vague darkness, causing me to yell as the burning returns to my eyes, basking my sight in a canvass of white. I shield the visible radiation with my arm like it was going in for the kill on a fight field. `` Turn it out ! deform 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 baby asks in a mild voice, cutting off the light.

'' Alice, something 's wrong ! I ca n't excuse it because I do n't have it away what exactly it is, '' My voice trembling.

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

'' My soundbox tone like it 's on fire. The light somehow blinds me causing a searing pain. My ... My ... Just look my hands are shaking for no cause, '' My voice shaky from the fear.

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

'' Uh Alice, I do n't recollect I remember coming household earlier, '' I said after a retentive silence, trying to play back 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 remember my day, but all I can remember is the burial ground and nothing after that. Suddenly a thumping disturbance bursts out of no where as I cock my head listening to the familiar sound I could n't comprehend at the moment.

'' privy ... '' Alice starts but I put a hired man up.

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

'' Hear what ? ``

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

Alice gives me a rum tone, `` I think it 's sentence for you to get some sleep. I 've only been here for a few transactions, but you are seriously acting Wyrd. Not only that but you look frightful. your peel is pale, you cried when the light was turned on. Your earreach disturbance that are n't there. What else is ill-timed with you ? Should I get mom and dad first ?

I let out a sigh, `` Maybe your right, a niggling nap will work wonders. '' As I passed Alice, I stopped frigidity. I caught an aroma 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 funny stare, `` No, but you seriously need some quietus. ``

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 misdirection going on in my head. thought of what is wrong with me stalk my ability to sleep. Who was the stranger in the cemetery ? Why did he round me ? Why am I feeling like son of a bitch ? Why ... ? Why ... ? doubtfulness flooded me like piddle bursting through a broken dam. One enquiry 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 eyes open slowly, but the second base the spark touched them, it burned like nether region. `` Fuck, '' I mumbled reaching to my bedside tabular array, retrieving a pair of sunglass and putting them on. I again undetermined my eye slowly and the eyeglasses 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 previous night, then they are doing now. The sun had a reflection 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 place or missing. For some reason or other the bathroom looked prominent then it normally does and I just could n't put a finger on it at the moment.

I left the can without a arcsecond mentation and bump into Alice leaving her room.

'' Hey, feeling dear ? ``

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

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

'' Huh ? ``

'' Come on now, who in their right judgment wear 's sunglasses in the star sign ; your still sick as a ghost. `` She reaches up and places a hand on my frontal bone, `` Jezz, you feel ice low temperature considering you were burning up finale night, but your telling me your fine. Who are you trying to fritter ? ``

When she touched my os frontale, different emotions flooded my conscience, and the thirst I 've felt the Night before came back with a retribution. `` Allie, I 'm fine, trust me. But I am starving like you would n't trust. ``

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

A sense of sadness and worry 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 read the emotions hiding behind her stare. It 's impossible, no one can study another someone like this. Again that question came up. What is happening to me ?

I plopped back down on my bed after brushing notch Alice. My mind about to explode until my alarm chased them away with its annoying telephone call. I looked at the time and I was running late for schooltime, so I rushed to the kitchen to fill my uncanny hunger. The aurora good of Bacon and orchis did niggling to fulfil me up. The intellectual nourishment not tasting pleasant played a small role.

'' You know you look ludicrous wearing those refinement in the house ; right ? ``

'' Yeah, I know. ``

'' Then hold em off silent person. Why are you wearing em anyway ? ``

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

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

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

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

Instantly the light burns and I force my eye shut. `` candid them. I cant see, '' Alice response smacking my shoulder joint. I open my eyes briefly, but the pain sensation is so bad, I began to displume as Alice lets out a loud gasp.

'Enough, '' I shout, my middle feeling like one thousand of needles impaling themselves into me.

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

'' What 's legal injury ? '' My articulation squeaking with concern.

Alice just keeps smiling, `` Wow ! Your eyes are the most beautiful refinement 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 gamy the ocean is on a clear gay day ? well take that for an exercise except your eyes are a lot lighter. It 's breathtaking. God I 've never seen something so refined. ``

'' Uh Alice, I hate to rain on your parade, but you do have a go at it your describing my eyes 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 touch ? ``

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

As I was making my way to the bath to fetch up the relaxation of my first light rite I hear Alice yell. `` You should wink those oculus at school. I guarantee the early girls will fawn over them. Maybe you could actually get a date. ``

That comment lifted my purport until I gazed into the mirror. I dropped my toothbrush into the sink not believing the scene in nominal head of me, and let out a panicked shrieking, knocking the lav miscellaneous supplies to the floor with a clank. My horrified chemical reaction caused such a tatty flutter I did n't acknowledge Alice 's mien until I heard her speak.

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

I did n't do. My judgment was too overwhelmed with confusion, reverence, and mainly disbelief. I reached for the door and slammed it closed on her typeface, not wanting her to see the quite a little that will forever ghost 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 Lapp interrogation haunted with me. What the sin is happening ?