Driving
home from work, Amanda saw a figure walking on the side of the road. She pulled
over and rolled down her window, “Do you need a ride?”
The hooded
man stepped up to the window and set his blood cover hand on the mirror of the
suburban. “I need help.”
Amanda
froze in her seat.
“Please
help me.” He moaned.
Amanda
slowly stepped out of the vehicle and walked to the other sized where the man
and fallen in weakness. She pulled back his hood to reveal the young man in
pain. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you to a hospital.”
After
placing him in the front seat of the suburban she shut the driver door and
started the engine, heading down the road that slithered through the forest.
“Alcatraz.”
The man mumbled, “Spiders crawl and teddy bears fall, the man is on to you.”
Amanda’s
breath slowed as he continued rambling. She became aware of every swallow in her
throat. “Can you tell me what happened?”
“His soul
unseen, the blood we bleed, out weighs his will to die.”
Her eyes
remained on the road ahead only to halt. Her shoulders and neck tensed when a
young girl stepped into her path. The tires shrieked and the young man yelled.
“We will not die if we will not cry! We will not die if we will not cry!”
Amanda,
frozen once more, stared into the girl’s cold eyes. The girl lipped the words
‘murder her’ as she held up a knife covered in blood. The man gripped Amanda’s
shoulders and held her close to his face. “She is doomed for eternity but I can
save her. Let me save her. I need to save!”
Amanda
released herself from the man’s grip and snatched her cellphone from the center
consul running from the scene. She ran
through the pines dialing with struggle. “Somebody help, somebody help.” She
said, “I can’t die alone out her-“. Amanda tripped on the log, her head
colliding with rock.
The young
man kneeled on the pavement crying and moaning. The young girl stepped up and
placed her hand on his head. The glow from her clothing brought his head up.
“You sir, cannot save her. Amanda and the girl will die.”
The young
man slapped the amulet hanging from his chest against the girl’s forehead and
her glow faded. “It’s my job to save her, witch!” The girl fell to the ground
and withered to ash, blowing away in the wind.
“Mandy!” he
yelled walking through the mulch, “Amanda!”
Amanda sat
holding her head. She watched the tree’s sway as the familiar figure picked her
up and carried her to the suburban.
“Don’t kill me,” she said faintly. “My life is just starting.”
The man laid
her down and drove her to his home. She later awoke in a hammock with breakfast
set in front of her and the man sat in a chair beside her. “Good morning,” he
said, pouring orange juice, “Hope you like blueberry waffles.”
The wind in
the high mountain air filled the silence between them as she observed the man.
“Who are you?”
“Carl.” The
man replied.
“The blood
last night, was that even yours?” she asked.
“No, I’m
sorry. I must have sounded crazy last night. I wasn’t myself.”
Amanda stood
up and paced across the porch, “What in the world happened last night?”
“That
girl,” Carl explained, “wanted to kill your daughter.”
Amanda put
her hand to her belly. “I don’t have children.”
Carl smiled
in response. Amanda snatched up the keys off the coffee table and rushed to the
suburban. After starting the engine she rested her head on the steering wheel.
Carl took his time walking up to the vehicle and leaned in the window sipping
his coffee. “Is there something stopping you from leaving?”
Amanda
groaned and forced her head up. “I just found out I was pregnant yesterday. I
haven’t even told the father yet. I haven’t told anyone yet.”
“I know.”
He smiled again.
Amanda
squinted her eyes as she turned the engine off. “So then, what’s going on?”
Carl
lightly kicked his foot against the tire and turned away.
“Wait!” she
said hopping out of the suburban, “tell me what that was last night?”
“All you
need to know is that you’re safe and sound if you stay here with me.”
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