Saturday, June 18, 2011

The Questions.

The Questions ©

Part one

A sound of screaming, brings me back to consciences. I shake my head to get rid of the haze. Opening my eyes, a blur keeps me from seeing well. Feeling a heaviness on my arms and chest, not being able to move. I don’t know what has happened. The last thing I remember was driving down a dirt road, heading to drop off my girlfriend. I saw something, some kind of animal I guess. Jump out in front of me, I swerved on instinct. The last thing I remember was the car flying through the air, spinning from in circles. I don’t feel anything broken, No pain at all actually, I pull my arm out from what is laying on me, Rubbing my eyes, they begin to sting. When I open my eyes everything is a reddish tint. Looking at my hand I see blood all over my hand and arm. Hearing the screams of terror I panic to find out what is going on.

I look down to my chest and see someone is on top me. I yell and start to squirm out from under the body. After freeing myself I crawl away quickly. Hiding behind a tree. I look back at the body and am puzzled as to what is going on. Close screams are piercing my ears, adding to my confusion.  My body feels so weird, I feel numb. The night is a scalding temperature, well over 100. Yet I am not hot! I don’t even feel warm, I am not sweating, How can this be? It is all so confusing. What has happened? Where am I?  What is wrong with me? I want to find out the answers. So I can put all of this together.

I look from behind the tree and see the body that was on top me has moved slightly. There is a chance the person is alive, If I can help in any way, I will. Feeling weak, hearing my stomach churn. How the hell can I be hungry at a time like this? I sneak over to the body, nudging the person I hear a faint moan. Rolling the body over I swallow hard. Its Amy, my love. So much blood I didn’t even recognize her. Quickly I lift her shoulders and hold her. She is trying to whisper, but what she is saying makes no sense. Blood slowly runs down her hair line, over her temple, to her cheek and then neck. I try to stop the bleeding but she wont let me. The more I try to help her, the more she tries to talk, rubbing her blood on my face, Why is she doing this? I just want to help her. She has covered my face in blood and wont let me cover her wounds. Its not like her to act this way. I feel a primal urge to eat, I can’t define what it is. I can feel my body begin to weaken, My head starts spinning, I become dizzy, I feel myself slowly passing out as I lean into Amy.

Waking I find myself collapsed over Amy, She is lifeless. No pulse, she has gotten cold and pale. I reach for my cell to call for help, It is smashed into pieces on a rock near her body.  Her purse is missing so I cant use her cell. Maybe we were mugged. I don’t have my ID or any money. It gets more confusing. I move my precious Amy to the woodland where I hid. It seems safe and will be less likely  someone will do anything to her body. I can cover her body until I can find help. Covering her body slowly with branches and leaves, carefully arranging all the cover gracefully, I lean down and give her one last kiss.  Covering her face carefully, saying a small prayer for her.

Leaving her body and I try not looking back, it is hard not to. Leaving her all alone like this is a horrible thing to do, I really have no other choice. Moving down the woodland edge, I try to sneak my way thru the shadows. Heading as far away from the screams and moans as I can. I am no hero, it will be safer to move as far away from the horrible noises. All I would like to just hide until the noises leave but I can not, Felling the drive to find out what the hell has happened. Running as fast as I can, It seems I am stronger and faster. Maybe the black out was what I needed to get my strength back. Thinking more clearly I head cautiously toward the dim pulse of light. As I move closer I slow my pace. Not knowing what the light is or who is using the light. I find a rode to the side of me. Moving closer to it. I am hoping to hide until I see a car or truck coming and stop them for help.

After hiding by the road for what seemed hours, I see no traffic. Wondering what time it may be, This road looks like a main road, you would think traffic would be going back and forth.  Nothing makes sense anymore. I start moving towards the dim light as cautious as possible. When I get closer I see a clearing with a huge grassy dirt mound. The land marks are familiar, I may be wrong, coming from the woodlands my judgment may be a little confused. The dirt mound may be the one at Graystones Store, I wont be sure until I see the other side. If it is the mound by the store, I will know exactly where I am. I like the Graystones, such a lovely old couple. Always smiling and telling stories of their younger days. The store had better days,  it’s a small mom and pop general store. It is old with creaking wood floors, beams  and slats for the ceiling and stained walls from years of smoke. They were over priced and out dated for years, but everyone loved them and everyone went there to keep them in business.

Making my way to the dirt hill I see the flickering light.  It seems to be getting weaker, I hope they are ok and are having one of there famous  bon fires. I could use their phone to call for help. Maybe they could tell me what is going on. As I sneak around the back of the hill my hopes of help fall to nothingness, I see what is left of Graystones store. It must of caught fire much earlier, there is nothing left but a partial floor and burnt smoldering walls. The smell old burnt wood and plaster. What happened to the store?  Why didn’t the fire dept put it out before it burned this badly? I see the owners car here, I hope they weren’t inside when the fire started. I walk closer looking around I see so many old memories burnt and ruined. Photos and old vinyl record, burnt and melted Still finding no answers to any of my questions. 

Part Two

Sitting behind the car I try to gather my thoughts. I think of having to cover Amy’s body and leave her behind.  My heart is broken but feel no sadness right now. Maybe it is from shock. I should be crying none stop. What the hell has happened to me? I want to know how Amy died from her injuries, yet I am fine. Looking at my arms, I have marks that looks like scars. I am not sure where they came from, The scars couldn’t have been from the accident. They seem to be healed, or have been healed for a long time. Just another mind boggling question to add to the list.

In the distance I still hear screaming and crying. It is faint but I still hear the horrible noise. Trying to bloke it out for a moment. I must make a plan to keep moving. I think my best choice is to stay hidden until I figure out where I should go from here. I can see the road better than someone from the road could see me.  I am well hidden from the road. I can hear very well from when I am. Sitting down, I bend my legs to rest my arms on them. Closing my eyes, I lay my head on my arms.

It seems such a short time I went from being a happy, loved person ready to ask Amy to marry me. To being alone in a nightmare I cant understand. Every time I close my eyes I see the accident happening over and over again. I look to my love and the next thing I know, Something, or someone jumps into the street. What a horrible thing to keep reliving. If I could just be brave and head for the screams I may be able to get some answers. I don’t think I am brave enough to do that. I raise my head and see nothing but darkness and just a few stars scattered across the sky.

Looking around I don’t see any movement, If I remember correctly There is a river close I can follow that. If I remember correctly down the river is a small house. Maybe the family that lived there years ago are still there. One more look around and I sneak off to the in the direction of the river. I should be there shortly. I know exactly where it is through the woodland, It will be closer and safer if I stay in the shadow of the trees. Smelling the air, a tangy musty smell is in the air. It may be from the fire or the crops in the fields. What ever it may be, I find it disgusting. It makes my stomach churn just to smell it. I try to ignore the smell and the effect it has on me. It seems to be stronger as the minutes pass.

Gathering my thoughts and shaking off the stomach churning I leave the car and run to the tree line. Startled by something I keep running until I am deep into the trees. I stop and kneel down between a boulder and a group of bushes. What the hell did I just see? What ever it was, the speed it had was amazing. I now have the strange feeling I am being followed or at least watched. Who ever or what ever it is, seems to be close enough to see everything I do. I wonder why I am being followed. I only caught a glimpse, It was tall, 6 foot I am sure. What ever it was had hair, looking human. Two arms, two legs, a torso and head. That classifies it as human I think. The quickness was amazing. I can’t describe it.

Thinking about my run from the Graystones car, I try to piece it all together. The first thing that I think of is the smell, It was horrible. I think it may have been from the figure that I saw. I may be wrong, but I did smell it just before running into the trees. The thing I saw was in the corner of my eye and for less than a second. It startled me. I know I looked around before leaving the back of the car. I saw nothing! As soon as I started running the figure appeared and left just as fast. It had to be real was, I could see it, dark and tall, maybe darker colored clothes. At this point I am to worried about being followed to remember all the details. Looking around, I see nothing again. I am sure it is out there watching me.

The best thing for me to do at this point is keep moving. Hiding every 5 minutes will get me nowhere and I will find no answers. A last look and I take off out of the bushes, running as fast as I can. My speed seems to be much faster than I remember. I run as fast as I can, but I am not  breathing hard. What is happening? I should be gasping for breath right now. I have never been a fan of running. A block and my run would be over.    I seem to be passing trees in a blur, hurdling logs and rocks like a pro. It is amazing, yet scary. Do I embrace this and be happy or do I not think about it. Maybe I am  just thinking to much about things. I have a tendency to over think a lot of things. Now is not the time for that to happen.