give them the slip, and now we have to go."
"Go where?"
"Liz is still alive in there. Of all of us, they seem to be most interested in her. I'm not sure why. We can save her, though."
Rich still couldn't believe what he was hearing was the truth, but part of him deep down knew that it was. If could save Liz...if he could find out what this nightmare was all about and get free of it..."Ok, I'm in. What do we have to do?"
Chapter 4
Stan gave Rich a nod and smiled. "If we head down Main Street toward the old light house, the white one, there is some kind of medical complex beneath it. That's where I escaped from, and that's where I saw them holding Liz."
"I think I was there. I remember a little white room. A man in a white suit talked to me, and made some kind of comment about resetting my memory."
"Well, if we want to save the others, we have to go back."
They left the home quietly. Maybe someone would notice the displaced boards in the morning and contact the police, but that would be hours from now. Most likely, no one would notice. Everyone from town stayed clear of the murder house.
As they walked through the darkness, Rich turned to Stan. "So what's up with the random insanity attacks on people? They say that weird gibberish about demons and strangle people, go on a rampage, and super strength. When you...I mean ‘he’, killed Liz and Franklin, it was insane. I had never seen anything like that."
"That I haven't figured out. With them, whoever they are, cloning people and messing with their heads, who knows? It could be some kind of malfunction, or an actual demon or haunting. I'm pretty sure that Ouija Board incident wasn't in the script, understand?"
"I got ya."
Stan stopped walking. "Man, I'm starving. We have to stop somewhere. I woke up out of some kind of stasis, and I'm not sure how they were feeding me. I'm sure feeling it now, though."
"We'll walk to Peechin’s Market. It's only about a block away."
When they had almost reached the store, Rich had to stop to catch his breath for a moment. His injuries were flaring up. As he looked across the street, he saw a group of kids standing in a little group. They were all staring at him.
"Stan...I've seen this before...this is bad."
As soon as Stan looked at them, the kids scattered. "Guardians. There were hordes of them patrolling the area around the light house. I barely made it out. We need to get into the light, get to that store. They avoid light when they're ready to attack."
Peechin’s was about the cheapest grocery store on the face of the Earth, and the prize grocery destination for the citizens of Desolation Falls. It was also the most run down, dirtiest grocery store on the face of the Earth. Even the rats avoided the place. But with high turnover of goods, the food was fresh and cheap, and people came anyway.
Once they were inside, Rich could see that there were a few roaches running around the main aisle. It was late at night, after all. The lighting was poor, and one kept flickering on and off. The store smelled stale.
Old Burt was at his usual spot at the cash register. Sometimes Rich believed he never left that spot. He was a man of few words, usually drunk as a skunk, but good at restocking items and running the cash register. "Hey Burt, how's it going?"
"..."
A little drool ran down his face as he kept looking at that flickering light. Stan looked at Rich and made a motion like someone drinking a bottle. Rich nodded in agreement.
The picked up some bottled water, a sandwich, some chocolate donuts for Stan, and a big lighter with some matches. The two men walked back to the register. Rich put some money on the counter. "Burt, I'm just picking up a few things. Got a busy night ahead of me…"
Burt turned to them and Stan gasped. His skin hand turned some shade
"Go where?"
"Liz is still alive in there. Of all of us, they seem to be most interested in her. I'm not sure why. We can save her, though."
Rich still couldn't believe what he was hearing was the truth, but part of him deep down knew that it was. If could save Liz...if he could find out what this nightmare was all about and get free of it..."Ok, I'm in. What do we have to do?"
Chapter 4
Stan gave Rich a nod and smiled. "If we head down Main Street toward the old light house, the white one, there is some kind of medical complex beneath it. That's where I escaped from, and that's where I saw them holding Liz."
"I think I was there. I remember a little white room. A man in a white suit talked to me, and made some kind of comment about resetting my memory."
"Well, if we want to save the others, we have to go back."
They left the home quietly. Maybe someone would notice the displaced boards in the morning and contact the police, but that would be hours from now. Most likely, no one would notice. Everyone from town stayed clear of the murder house.
As they walked through the darkness, Rich turned to Stan. "So what's up with the random insanity attacks on people? They say that weird gibberish about demons and strangle people, go on a rampage, and super strength. When you...I mean ‘he’, killed Liz and Franklin, it was insane. I had never seen anything like that."
"That I haven't figured out. With them, whoever they are, cloning people and messing with their heads, who knows? It could be some kind of malfunction, or an actual demon or haunting. I'm pretty sure that Ouija Board incident wasn't in the script, understand?"
"I got ya."
Stan stopped walking. "Man, I'm starving. We have to stop somewhere. I woke up out of some kind of stasis, and I'm not sure how they were feeding me. I'm sure feeling it now, though."
"We'll walk to Peechin’s Market. It's only about a block away."
When they had almost reached the store, Rich had to stop to catch his breath for a moment. His injuries were flaring up. As he looked across the street, he saw a group of kids standing in a little group. They were all staring at him.
"Stan...I've seen this before...this is bad."
As soon as Stan looked at them, the kids scattered. "Guardians. There were hordes of them patrolling the area around the light house. I barely made it out. We need to get into the light, get to that store. They avoid light when they're ready to attack."
Peechin’s was about the cheapest grocery store on the face of the Earth, and the prize grocery destination for the citizens of Desolation Falls. It was also the most run down, dirtiest grocery store on the face of the Earth. Even the rats avoided the place. But with high turnover of goods, the food was fresh and cheap, and people came anyway.
Once they were inside, Rich could see that there were a few roaches running around the main aisle. It was late at night, after all. The lighting was poor, and one kept flickering on and off. The store smelled stale.
Old Burt was at his usual spot at the cash register. Sometimes Rich believed he never left that spot. He was a man of few words, usually drunk as a skunk, but good at restocking items and running the cash register. "Hey Burt, how's it going?"
"..."
A little drool ran down his face as he kept looking at that flickering light. Stan looked at Rich and made a motion like someone drinking a bottle. Rich nodded in agreement.
The picked up some bottled water, a sandwich, some chocolate donuts for Stan, and a big lighter with some matches. The two men walked back to the register. Rich put some money on the counter. "Burt, I'm just picking up a few things. Got a busy night ahead of me…"
Burt turned to them and Stan gasped. His skin hand turned some shade
Similar Books
