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Prologue: My family and I were going to drive from Pennsylvania to California. The reason for this long and dreadful road trip was to visit my grandparents. I personally did not want to go at all. Recently my life has been revolving around alcohol and drugs. Currently I am a junior in Biglerville High School and it feels great that I have one more year of school. Yet as I was saying this road trip is going to be horrible I mean what is like 3,000 mile trek. To be honest I wish I could stay I cannot imagine how many parties I could host while my parents where gone. I mean I am the only child so that would be great because they would probably leave me ton of cash. But oh well dang it I just do not know what I am going to do in that car as we drive.

I sat in my room thinking about what I should take with me and what clothes I should take. I decided to take my new Beats headphones and with out a doubt my iPad. My parents told me to take books for the journey, but I ignored them. There wasn’t much that I wanted to take for this journey, but the most important thing was my stash of marijuana. I definitely needed that in order not to go crazy in that car with my parents. As soon as I finished I head out to our BMW X5 and sat in the backseat. My parents were putting suitcases in the back of the car and once they finished they got in the car and we started our journey.

Chapter 1: OMG as any girl my school would say, I was practically bored already but it was like two hours since we left. I asked my mom, “Are we there yet?” She replied with a brief no. I decided to put my headphones on and listen to the new Lupe Fiasco album. As I listened to my music I could see my parents talking about something. From the back window I could see woods and at one point a heard of cows. It feels really weird when your inside a small enclosed space I mean it feels safe, but then again it’s like a jail cell. I had to go through this for another day. It turned out my parents did not want to stop anywhere and we would pretty much drive all the way to California. I strongly disagreed with this plan but I had no say in this dictatorship run by my parents. At one point my dad asked me, “Hey would you like to stop at McDonald’s for dinner?” My reply was the an indefinite, “YEAH!” So it was settled that we would stop at this wonderful fast food place.

After my dad found a McDonalds as we drove on the highway I was able to get my Quarter-Pounder with fries I was in seventh heaven. At that point my father and mother decided to take an alternative route to the highway. Once again I thought to myself wow that is going to take longer. I even said, “But that is longer dad.” He replied, “Alfie I know but you know how I hate traffic the navigation system says it is all clogged up for the next 4 miles.” God, I thought no patience in my family. I decided to play some Angry Birds on my iPad and after 20 rounds I passed out. While I slept I had the strangest dream where a small girl with red eyes was running away from me. I followed her and all of sudden we were running through the woods. Everywhere I looked I saw birch trees and at one point I caught up with the little girl. She looked into my eyes and mouthed the words, “You will die today.” Then she began to giggle in the most innocent way and that is when I began to run as fast I could away from her. But she kept chasing me and it really disturbed me. I kept thinking no way in hell you killing me. Then I tripped and I face planted on the ground. That is when I woke up. I was like no way that was indefinitely a weird dream I wasn’t sure if I could consider it a nightmare. My head turned to the dashboard of the car and I noticed that the time was 4:20 pm. Wow we have been driving for 6 hours. I could not believe that we had to drive even more. My father and my mother had switched driving and now my dad was sleeping in the front seat. I decided to not bother anyone and just began playing random iPad games. At one point I took my iPhone out and began texting with my best friend Sam. I texted him, “Still driving LOL Bored XD What u up too?” Minutes later a response came back and it said, “Playing COD bro.” I wish I could play on my PS3 right now but I could not. I decided not to reply to Sam and instead listen to more music.

It was 6 pm and it was still light out but we were driving in a shaded area of the woods and oh boy was the view the same. Our car was pretty much surrounded by trees. Everywhere I looked I could see trees. Everything seemed to go normal so I decided to take another nap. I had the same dream again and this was much more frightening. This time the little girl was running after me with a knife. The whole scene was completely unbelievable I mean a cute innocent 7 year old was chasing me with a knife. Once again I tripped and face planted and woke up. Something happened our car was stopped. We were all alone on the road. My father had woken up and went to take a leak. I asked my mom if I could go too. She replied with, “Now or never.” I decided to get lifted so I took my marijuana stash with me. I went far away from the car so no one would see me smoke. I finished taking my leak and then I lit my joint up and inhaled. I kept on inhaling and exhaling for a while until the effects hit me. I was flying my vision slowed down and everything around me seemed really beautiful. I decided to turn around when I saw the little girl. I was frightened because she looked exactly the same. Not wanting to see what she would do I ran really hard and away from her. The trees were everywhere I could see our car and I ran faster, until I tripped and face planted on the ground. I woke up and thank god it was a dream. I tried calming myself down because that was a frightening experience. Once I calmed down I put my music on and tried to forget this frightening dream.

Chapter 2: The breakfast was rather dull for my taste. My mom gave me a banana and a juice box. I ate my food and once again began to listen to music. Come to think of it, that nightmare I had the previous night it almost faded away. I could barely remember what really happened and I was really glad. If the cars GPS was not lying we had another three more days to get to California. Man I could not take it riding in the damn car anymore. It was such a force because it felt like I was literary jailed. Nothing I said could get us to stop. So I began to play on my iPad and eventually fell asleep. I woke up and the car was not moving. It was dark outside and really chilly. We were stationed in an area that was surrounded by woods. Pine tree scent was everywhere around me. My head turned to the dashboard of the car and then I saw the time 11:30. Wow I wondered why did we stop. I looked around and then I spotted my parents. I got of the car and began walking towards them. As I came closer and closer I saw a worried look in their faces. My father said, “ Damn X5 tire system did not tell us that the air tire pressure was low.” “Well how are we going to drive now?” said I. “Don’t worry. Your mother called for a tow truck. We got lucky there is a town around here,” said my father. Cool I thought we could move on and get out if these sketchy woods. My dad told me to go inside the car and soon my parents came back in too. I felt like my parents were trying to hide something from me. It was really weird because my mother looked like she was crying. On the other hand my father looked rather happy. At midnight the tow truck drove in. The driver was the sketchiest dude I have ever scene. He was dressed like a trucker and he looked like a total hick. The way he spoke was really awkwardly worded. I remember he kept saying, “Our town is great. Definitely worth staying a night.” The man repeated that after every sentence. I could feel something was really wrong with him. After he hooked our car to his pick up truck I got inside our car and we drove off to the mysterious town. Come to think of it he never mentioned the name… Chapter 3: I felt really uneasy on the way to the town. My parents were calm, but I still could not stop being negative. Thirty minutes later we arrived in a town. Well I could not really call it a town it was more like a village. There was a gas station, an inn, a convenience store, and a grocery store. The rest of the buildings were houses or apartment buildings. The town was fairly old the buildings everywhere were definitely much older by the standards of today. Soon we arrived at the gas station where they were supposed to change our tires. The mechanic at the station dressed in a truck driver costume was also giving me an uneasy time. He said that our car would not be fixed until tomorrow morning. So having no other choice we had to check into the inn on the town’s main street. The inn’s name was Devil’s Nest. How much creepier can this town get I thought to myself. As we entered the inside was all dark due to the place being lit by candles. The walls were all covered in dark wood. There were paintings of various biblical scenes. Each image had strangely related to a story that involved the devil. At that point I got the creeps. All I wanted to do was get in the car tomorrow morning and just go to California. The innkeeper was a nice old lady who had all gold teeth. I thought to myself that is pretty fresh. Once we were given our rooms I bolted into mine. I closed the door and took a quick shower, then brushed my teeth and then I lay down in my bed. God something is not right in this town. As I was lying I could see that portraits on the walls of my room surrounded me. Hell no! I felt really uneasy and I went to my parent’s room. I knocked twice but I decided to turn around once I heard their bed screeching. I returned to my room afterwards and began texting with my friend Sam. “Sam bro I am creeped out XD,” I texted. Minutes later he replied with, “Why?” Then I told him what happened to my family so far. He texted me, “Classic horror movie scenario XD.” I replied with, “$%^& you!” I wanted to be talking to someone because I did not want to be alone in this room. Eureka I thought! I still have my stash of marijuana in my backpack. Without any hesitation I took out my stash and began to prepare it. My mind need some rest from the stress I was suffering at the moment. Later I received a text message from Sam asking me where I was. I had no idea where I was and so I texted him that. He began to be a little worried and so was I. Once my joint was ready I inhaled and exhaled. This continued for about ten minutes after which I felt lifted. My room was creeping me out because now it felt like all the pictures were staring at me. There was one specifically of a knight that stared at me. I don’t know if it was the painting or I, but I felt like he kept following me with his eyes. The image looked harmless because it was just a knight in silver armor surrounded by woods. It was a sunny day and nothing seemed strange. But still I had the feeling like those eyes kept following me. This was really creepy and due to that I could not fall asleep. Then it happened again the little girl appeared. I did not notice her earlier but she came from underneath my bed. My heart was beating really fast and I could not move. I was scared and I felt paralyzed. There was nothing I could do. She kept smiling and looking at me. Then she said, “You are not leaving this town!” I began to cry. Minutes later she just left the way she came through. I kept crying until I fell asleep. When I woke up I did not know what to think of the other night. Was it a dream or was it the caused by the marijuana or did it really happen. I did not know what to think of the previous night. I went to the bathroom to wash up. My stuff was all packed and without any hesitation I took all my stuff and went to my parents room. They were all packed and ready too. We went down to have breakfast. My dad asked me, “How was your night?” I replied, “Horrible. I had a terrible dream.” As we were eating down in the dinning room I kept looking around me. I saw more paintings of landscapes and couple of portraits. I was eating cereal when I saw the portrait. The spoon fell out of my hand and I had a sudden urge of throwing up. Then it happened I threw up on the ground and passed out.

I woke up hours later in my room. My mother was sitting besides me and she looked really stressed out. She said, “Good evening! Are you ok?” I replied, “Yeah mom.” Once I woke up fully she told me that we would have to stay another night. The mechanic told us that the parts we needed they did not have. So they said tomorrow it would all be fixed and we could continue on. I began to cry and it felt like I had a mental breakdown. My mother had a really worried look on her face. She asked me, “What is the problem with you?” I said, “I keep having this dream of a little girl.” She came up to me and gave me a hug. Then I told her about every dream I had leaving out the marijuana parts. I felt lighter after I told her what had been bugging me all day. Finally I told her why I passed out during breakfast today. Right as I was about to eat the cereal in my spoon, directly ahead of me I saw the portrait of the girl from my dreams. Chapter 4: My mom was beginning to get frightened that I was actually going crazy. She told me to go to sleep early and gave me a sleeping pill. I thanked her and asked her if she could stay in my room tonight. For one I just could not be alone after these nightmares I have witnessed. Plus I just feared this town and the message the little girl gave me was not calming either. Mother told me that she would stay with me. Then I fell asleep. I woke up to a loud scream. My heart was pounding and I turned the lights on. I looked around and saw my mother on the floor. “NOOOOO!” I yelled. I checked my mom and she looked fine. I picked her up and put her on my bed. Then I quickly ran to my dad’s room and told him what happened. He quickly ran to my room and checked if mom was ok. She was fine but I still could not understand what made her yell so loudly. We waited for an hour until she woke up. Her eyes were really red and she was sweating. I could hear her heart beating. My dad said, “What is wrong honey?” She tried to speak but everything she said sounded like mumbling. Oh my god! I felt like there was no air around me and then I passed out. My eyes opened and it was sunny outside. Both my parents were around me and they looked really worried. They said that the car was fixed and that we could leave now. I was really excited and for once happy. But they said that we would stay another day because I did not look so good. I said I was fine and that I could sleep in the car. Both denied me and said we would stay another night. After their speech my mom gave me medicine and I fell asleep again. For the first time in a very long time I had a peaceful dream. I was sitting on a beach and staring at the ocean. It felt so peaceful being surrounded by the water and the vegetation. Nothing came to my mind as I sat on the sand and looked at the ocean. Soon the sun began to go down and the scenery became beautiful. I had never felt this happy in a long time. When I woke up it was midnight. I was surrounded by darkness. No I wanted to go back to the beach. My mind just did not want to be here right now. I felt scared and then I decided to go to my parents room. I entered their room but they were not there. Our bags were still there but they weren’t. I thought what could they be possible doing at midnight in this sketchy town. I returned back to my room and dressed up. I took my iPhone and Swiss knife that I always carried in my backpack. Then I went downstairs. All of the candles were not lit anymore and I was entering utter darkness. It was not a place that I wanted to be in but I had to find my parents. I went to the dinning room because that was the only room I could imagine them being in. No one was there. To make myself feel better I went to the portrait of the little girl. I took out my Swiss knife and caught the image up. That #$%^& did not give me any rest for the past two days. Once that was done I felt some relief. I turned around and she stood there in front of me. No no no no no it cannot be. Why is she here I thought in my head. Then the places where I caught the little girl in the portrait appeared on her. I felt really scared. She gave me a smile and then she disappeared. I needed to calm myself down but I did not know what I could do… Chapter 5: I found a whisky bottle, which I opened and began to gulp. Right now what mattered to me was trying to forget the scary moment that happened to me. Soon I felt the warmth surrounding my body. I did not care where my parents were or the fact that I was in dark room getting drunk. All that mattered to me at this point is trying to force my brain to think I was dreaming. I know I was going crazy and that I was going through a mental breakdown. But all I wanted to do was come up with an explanation for what I had just witnessed. This stuff just should not happen. How can a painting translate something to real life? I just could not believe it and that made me cry. I kept wondering why this was happening. Why of all the things that could go wrong in this world? This happened to me. Then I forced myself to fall asleep and forget that this ever happened. I knew I woke up but I did not want to wake up. My mind could not face reality at the moment. I wanted to be stuck in the dark abyss I was in right now. But soon light was beginning to shine upon me and then I was woken up by the innkeeper. She looked really worried. I asked her where my parents were. She told me she had no idea. I was really frightened now. I apologized for the whisky bottle and told her I would pay. She seemed to not care at all. So I went back to my parents room and found them no to be there. Then I just did not know what I had to do. I was truly lost. I sat on my bed for a long time trying to think of my next move. It came to me that I was in a town without a name and I could not run away. I could drive but that would be really hard to pull off. Plus I could not leave my parents where ever they maybe. I decided to go outside the inn and explore this damn town. As a safety precaution I texted my friend a message that said, “If I by some chance do not reply to you, please call the cops!” Also I texted him my location coordinates with the help of my trusted iPhone. Besides that I was going to bring the Swiss knife, snacks, and my stash of marijuana. It was sunny outside and that gave me hope as I left the inn. I hoped that I could find my parents. The streets of this town looked really generic. Every house looked the same and all the streets were made in perfect grids. I decided to go to the gas station where our car was. It took a while to get there but after a few minutes I was there. The mechanic was inside the gas station convenience store. Without any hesitation I asked him where my parents were. He told me that they took the car and left the previous night. That made me feel really sad. Why would they leave me? I asked him, “Where is the car you moron?” I did not trust a word he said. He showed me their parking lot and the car was not there. I asked him, “Why would they leave me?” He replied, “They had no choice. We made them.” That is when I felt sick again and almost passed out. But I was able to get out and run as fast as I could. It cannot be happening what is wrong with this town. Where the hell am I? Why would my parents not fight for me? Then I received a text message. It came from my dad and it said, “We drove away to get supplies in a nearby town. Be back tonight.” No, that man must have been lying. Phew. I am glad that my parents are coming back. I decided to go back to the room and sleep a bit. That incident at the gas station made me feel sick again. I definitely did not want to pass out again. Once I arrived in my room I took a sleeping pill and went to sleep. It felt good knowing that my parents did not leave me. But I was still worried about the mechanic. I had the dream again where I was on the beach. This was my escape from all the stress that I had been having from the last two days. The warm sand kept me warm and I just enjoyed the warmth I was receiving. Then she came into my dream. She was smiling and those cuts had disappeared. She started talking to me and she said, “You realized you will not leave this town.” I replied calmly, “Really? Why so?” She said, “Well dummy the people here want you.” I said, “What could they need me for?” She said, “I stopped here with my family once too. We all died. Now I am just warning you. Leave now.” I said, “I really appreciate your kindness but my parents are coming soon.” She said, “Well that is good but how sure are you that it was your dad?” I said, “How do you know so much about me? Who are you? Why are you in my dream?” She said, “This is a story for another time. Plus last time I saw you were drinking whisky.” I said, “You scared me. What did you want me to do? Give a hug.” She continued to smile and soon the sun began to set. It was probably the best sunset in dream I ever had. I felt really relaxed. The little girl told me that she had to go. She again told me that everything that she said should not be taken lightly. Before leaving she said that if what happened to her happens to me she will not go to Heaven. Once she said that I once again began to feel the fear. Where was I? What happened to my parents? Was I speaking to a ghost of a little girl? Am I dead? All of these questions were running through my head. There was nothing that I could do at the moment. All I wanted to do now was to enjoy the sunset and forget about my troubles. Hopefully I can wake up and I will see my parents and then we can all go to California. But the more I wanted to be happy and hope for the best. I could slowly feel that nothing good is going to happen anytime soon. Suddenly I felt the ground shaking and I woke up. It was my mother. She was all bloody and scared. She said, “Wake up! Get your stuff! Lets go!” I was scared but I did what she told me. Then it happened the mechanic appeared before us. “Where do you think you’re going?” said the sketchy mechanic.

Chapter 6:

Once when I was younger I used to love horror movies. I mean I loved all the Friday the 13th series and Freddy Krugger movies. My mother would also watch them with me. We would always jump at a scary part...but like the adrenaline I got made me want to watch till the end. It was a great sensational feeling. Today as I stood in front of the mechanic with his dirty hat and mud stainned jeans. I asked myself how the hell did I end up in this situation. Where was my father? Everyone always told me he was the man of the house. So where the hell is he? I could not cope with this right now. Nothing I could do now...

My mother and I were moving closer to the wall as the man neared me. His face was giving me a sense that he was getting really hostile. Without realizing I began to search around for something hard with my hands. I did not want to die by the hands of this man and I could not let him hurt my mother. The mechanic kept coming closer and closer. We hit the wall and I knew that I had to find something hard. My hands were able to grasp an orange from a fruit bowl. It was now or never I thought and I chucked the orange at the mechanic's face. It hit him square into his left eye socket. While he was groaning I jumped at him and successfully tackled him on the hard wood floor. My mother begane to cry and all I heard was AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Sobbing came from her direction but I could not pay attention to that because I began to punch the man on the head. Every blow I made had connected with head and I heard THUD sound everytime. I did not realize that my knuckles began to bleed. My mother yelled, "STOP!"

I stopped beating the man up. I stood up grabbed my mom and walked out of the dining room. She was still sobbing and I don’t blame her after what she witnessed. I told my mom, “Let’s go quickly get what we need and run.” “OK honey.” “Mom, are you OK?” “Been better.” After which she gave me a smile. It felt a bit easier now knowing that my mom was feeling better. I kept wondering where was I. What kind of a town is this? Who is that little girl? What have we done to deserve this? But at the moment I could not really focus on these questions. That man could wake up and second and shit can happen again. My goal was not to be there when he woke up. In my room I grabbed my iPad, iPhone, a sweater, my marijuana stash, and my backpack. I told my mom to get some snacks and warm clothes. As I was leaving my room the little girl reappeared. I screamed, “AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” “Where do you think you are going?” Then I heard her giggle and then something hard hit me on the back of my head. No, I could not pass out my mother. I could barely see but a silhouette appeared in front of me. It couldn’t be I thought…nooooooooo! My mother knocked me out. After I saw her face I passed out on the hardwood floor. The back of my head swelled up and all the dust on the floor was now on my face.

Chapter 7: Slowly I could see a bright beam of light. It kept making cover my face with my hands. “Damn it stop!” I yelled. Then the light stopped shinning upon me. I felt like someone grabbed me and began to carry me. I opened my eyes and in front of me was my father. “Dad?” I said. “Shhhhhhh.” “Where is mom?” “Calm down son. We have to leave really quietly ok?” “OK dad.” Then he put me down on the hardwood floor. I stood up and I began to follow him. Strange I thought as I walked down the corridor. This place looked exactly like the inn except it was all old and broken. “Dad where are we?” I said. “We are in the inn.” “It can’t be. Why is it all old and broken down?” “It was an illusion son. This whole town is an illusion.” I began to cry. I have been through so much these past two days and when I heard that I spent them in a ghost town. I definitely did not feel good. As we reached the front door and walked outside I saw the town. Everything around me was old and decaying. The gas station was so old that all the metal plates were peeling away. Most of the buildings around us were made out of wood before it was all new, but now I could see that everything was rotting away. For the first time I realized that I might die in here today. The urge to fight back seized to exist in me.

My dad brought me to our BMW X5. We got inside and he began to drive somewhere. I asked him, “So what do we do now?” “Well we have to find your mom. Burn this town to shit!” “Dad how did we not notice that we were in this abandoned town?” “I have no idea son. All I know is I woke up in the middle of the town. Then I saw the mechanic carrying your mom. I decided to follow them and then the whole town changed.” He went on to explain that when he did not see me he decided to go back to our inn. There he found me and now we were on the road to nowhere. No idea where those crazy people took our mother. It was really frustrating but there was nothing we could do.

We kept going in circles around the town. Not the smartest idea that my father and I had come up with. But we were trying to make the people come out. My dad had a baseball bat and a shovel in the back. So we could definitely put up a fight with these people. As we were driving I began to have a headache and then right before us on the road that little girl appeared. Dad watch out and I made turn left. We were lucky that we did not hit anything. I got out of the car and began walking towards the little girl. You *&^%$ what the hell are you? I yelled that at her as I kept walking towards her. She kept giggling at me. My dad ran to me and asked me, “Are you ok? Whom are you talking to?” “You can’t see her dad. The little girl?” “No son. Are you feeling ok?” “No dad I am definitely not feeling ok.” Then the little girl told me that I would never see my mom again. She said she would become one of them. I ran up to her and began to punch her. But all my punches went through her. NOOOOO!!! It can’t be I thought. There is no such thing as ghosts. This was not real. My dad grabbed and put me inside the car and we began to drive away from the town. I told my father everything I knew. He said we would find another town and figure this shit out. As we drove away I could see the little girl waving to me in the rear view mirror. I gave her the finger. Soon she disappeared.

Chapter 8: It was a long ride on the highway until we were able to get to the nearest town. This town was located on the next to the highway. My father decided to stop at the gas station. We refilled the gas tank and had some sandwiches with coffee. It was really peaceful hear and I felt safe for the first time in a long time. Before we left the gas station my father asked the clerk where the local police station was. He said we had to drive another 5 miles until the police station. As soon as he said that, we got inside our car and drove to the station. The town was called Kittery Point. Interesting name I thought to myself in my head. When we got inside a chubby man greeted us. So it is true donuts is part of the police profession. As I thought of this the man offered me a chocolate frosted donut. I accepted and quietly ate the donut. My father began explaining what had happened to us recently. The man’s face turned really serious. He said, “Sir, what you are describing is the old mining town. No one has been living there for 50 years. May I ask how you ended up there?” “We had a car problem and we called a local gas station. They sent out a man on a pick up to get us. Then we got to the town but it was all new…you could not tell that it was decaying.” “It is strange sir. To be honest I have no idea how to deal with your problem. I understand that your wife is missing but what can I do? Your story might not be understood by higher officials.” “All I am saying Officer McCarthy is that I need to get my wife. That is all I want right now. So please help me.” “I will try my best sir. Please go wait in the lobby.” We sat in the lobby for quiet a while. I kept reading the Sports Illustrated magazine. Interesting stuff was happening in the sports world. The Miami Heat had one the championships. Tiger Woods was finally starting to do well in golf. Wow I thought NASCAR is coming to Pennsylvania. I had definitely missed a lot during the past three days. I was getting really thirsty so I decided to get a drink. I went to the vending machine. I began to look for money in my pocket when I found an old coin. It was all rusty and it dated back to the 1940’s. How did this end up in my pocket? I definitely did not have this the other night. At the moment, I did not feel like examining it so I out the coin back into my pocket and I turned my head back to the vending machine. There in front of me in the vending machines glass stood the little girl. I felt like I was going into shock and that I was going crazy. “GET AWAY FROM ME!” I yelled. Then I fell to the ground and I heard people running towards me. Soon a crowd of people was around me, but I could faintly hear what the girl was saying. She said, “That does not belong to you. Please return it back. Return it back. Return it. Return.” Then it all stopped. My father was afraid that I was going nuts. He told me to go and sleep. I listened to him and went to sleep in the lobby.

I woke up feeling a bit better, but I did not feel safe. That girl was everywhere and I could not get away from her. What did I have to return? The coin but where did it come from in the first place. When would all of these horrible things end I thought? I kept thinking about this until my father came to me. He said, “Get ready son. We are going back to the town. We got back up.” “What? Who? How many?” “Officer McCarthy and five more policemen are coming back with us to search for your mother.” “Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean you saw what happened to us. Plus we do not even know who or what has mom.” “Do not be scared son. We got this problem under control.” Then Officer McCarthy and the other officers came out. They told us to drive and they would follow us. My father did not hesitate and grabbed me as we walked to the car. We got inside and buckled our seats. Both of us were determined to get our mother out of that town. The engine was ignited and we began to drive towards the ghost town.

I began to feel really nervous as we were driving towards the town. A part of me inside just did not wanted to go after my mother. It kept telling me to turn back because something did not feel right about this. Another part of me was willing to fight till the end in order to find my mother. I decided to listen to some music. The first song on my playlist was Stronger by Kanye West. While listening to this song I gained some confidence to go back to the town. I decided to take a little nap because I would need all of the energy in order for the search. Within minutes I was sleeping in the front seat of our car.

We arrived at the town. It was old and during daylight it looked even shadier. Now I could see all of the buildings much more clearly. One building was once a movie theatre and another was a convenience store. I wandered what made this town become a ghost town. The lay out of the town was great, but something big must have caused it to go downhill. We all got out of our cars and Officer McCarthy ran up to us. He said, “We should split up into three teams.” “Yeah that is definitely a good plan,” said my father. “I am coming with you too right?” I said. “No, son you are staying in the patrol car. There is a computer with Internet. We need you to respond to the dispatcher in case we encounter problems. But I am sure there will not be any,” said Officer McCarthy. Just like that I was left alone in one of the patrol cars. They left me a walkie-talkie to communicate with them. Soon they all left and I was all-alone. Hours passed and no one was communicating with me. I could not sit in this car anymore and just as I was trying to leave I heard a voice coming from the walkie-talkie. It kept saying, “Return.” No, I thought how did they get on this line. That is when I heard one of the officers calling for back up. Then I heard him scream and then connection was lost. I looked inside the car for gun and I found one. It was a Magnum with a full clip. Finally, all of my Call of Duty hours had paid off. I took the gun and started running towards the city. At the moment, I ran in order to save my father from whatever was running lose out there.

My heart was beating really hard I could feel the adrenaline in my body. I just ran past every building hoping to see someone. I could not spot anyone. Then I heard Officer McCarthy from my walkie. He said, “Alfie do not go into the town. I repeat do not go into the town.” Then I heard static and I lost connection with him. Damn it no they must be after my father now. I ran as hard as I could until I saw two cops standing with their backs to me. When I ran up to them I tapped them on their backs. Once I did that they fell to the ground. Holy shit what just happened? I squatted and tried to see what had happened. Both men had their throats cut. The blood was still oozing from their necks. It was a gross sight. Nothing I could do now. I tired communicating with Officer McCarthy but I still could not get any response. Just as I was going to give up I heard his voice. He said, “Damn it. We need help. We are inside the convenience store. Something is not right about this town. Hurry! We need help!” “On my way.” I ran to the convenience store where I saw my father and Officer McCarthy. They were both inside the store. I could not hear them because they were banging on the glass. I tried opening the door but it did not budge. I took out the Magnum and shot at the stores front. The glass shattered and both my father and McCarthy jumped out. As that happened, I noticed a black shadow moving away from the sunlight. Without any hesitation I began to shoot it. My shots went right through it. What is it? Soon it disappeared. I ran to my dad and asked him if he was all right. He said, “You saved us. We were cornered inside by that shadow. It killed an officer. Officer McCarthy and I tried to get out but the doors were locked. We ran out of ammo because we shot everything at that creature.” “What was that? WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?” “We have no idea. But I am not liking this town at all,” said Officer McCarthy. I told them about the two officers I find on my way here. Shit both my dad and McCarthy said. This is not good I thought that creature killed easily. What do we do I kept saying. But neither my father nor McCarthy knew what had to be done. We decided to go search for the last officer when he just landed in front of us. He fell from the sky. Poor man was bleeding from everywhere. I ran up to him to check his pulse but he was long gone. He was all soaked in blood. I could see all of the broken bones sticking out of him. Shit. Another man lost. It was only three of us left. We could not do anything now. It was getting darker and we did not want to stay here for the night. We quickly got into the cars and drove away. One thought kept coming into my head right now. Is my mother still alive?

Chapter 9: We were back in Kittery Point and we had a lot of explaining to do. The head of the station kept asking us what happened to his man. We told everything that had happened to us. He laughed. Bullshit he said to us. What really happened? We told him the same story but he just did not believe us. He escorted us all out of the office but he asked McCarthy to stay. Minutes later he came out and we all went out to eat dinner. During dinner McCarthy told us what happened between him and the lieutenant. The lieutenant told us that we would get back up. Tomorrow we would all go to the town with fire trucks and more police cars. Hopefully, this would due in order to get my mom and the dead officer’s bodies out of there. We had dinner in a nice Italian restaurant. After we ate my dad and I went to a hotel to sleep. We were supposed to meet up with the Officer McCarthy tomorrow at 6 am. This was supposed to be a secret mission. No one had to know about why police and fire trucks were going to do. So with that in mind I went to sleep.

I woke up early to eat breakfast. My father was already awake when I came back. Both of us got ready to save our mother. I did not want to see her dead. There was a little spark of optimism and I hoped she was alive. My father and I got inside the car and drove to the police station. There we met up with Officer McCarthy and the other squad cars. Then we began to drive to the ghost town. Everyone was ready now because we knew what happened the other time. I felt determined that this was the last time I would go to the town because this time I would get my mother out. With that we began to drive towards the ghost town.

The ride to the town felt longer then previous times. But I was ready to fight and this time Officer McCarthy secretly gave me a gun. He knew he would need backup just in case something went wrong. I was ready this time to shoot the shadow. Soon I began to see the town. Oh how I hated it for it cause so much trouble. I asked my dad, “Are you ready?” “Sure as hell son!” “Good cause this is going to be a long day.” “I know son. This is going to be a really long day. Do not stress about it. We will be fine.” With that we finished having the conversation.

We arrived in the town approximately in an hour and a half after we left Kittery Point. I began to have a bad feeling that something was not right. My father had a serious face as he was driving the BMW X5. The car was going at 70 mph and I could tell that my father was nervous. Outside the car I could see the same forest, which was primarily made up of pine trees. It began to rain outside and eventually it began pouring. The raindrops hit the outside of the car hard and steady. I could hear every single drop hitting the outside of the car. Soon the sun disappeared and the sky was filled with dark clouds. This could not be good I thought. I began to have a bad feeling in my gut. This was definitely not good...

We arrived at the ghost town. My father and I stepped out of the car. The rain began to pour on us and it was a chilly feeling. Without noticing the fog began to develop. Everything beyond a 10 ft radius began to disappear. Shit. I asked my dad, "Can we do this as fast as possible?" “I hope son. But you do not worry ok? Everything is going to be all right. I promise.” Nothing he said could have made me feel better. To be honest I was terrified right now. Being back in this town felt incredibly horrific. All I wanted to do now was to find my mother and leave this god-forsaken place. With that thought in my mind I got out of our BMW X5. As I stepped out on the asphalt coated ground I breathed in the air. It had a smell that distinctly resembled that of decaying meat. At that moment, I realized that this was definitely not a welcoming sign. My father also got out of the car and then he began walking towards Officer McCarthy’s car. I followed him. Once we got to Officer McCarthy’s car the policeman also got out. “We have all the back up we need. Pardon me what is your name again?” “Mathew.” “Well Mathew, you and your son are better off staying here. You aren’t technically qualified to enter a dangerous area.” “Don’t do this McCarthy. You know I want to get my wife back. This has not been easy for me. To tell you the truth I am nearing a nervous breakdown. If it wasn’t for my son here I would have probably gone insane. Whatever that we are dealing with I want to get rid of it and send it to Hell.” “I understand how you feel now Mathew. But you got to understand you are a civilian. What good are you going to do if you get killed? Think about it you have a son.” “Don’t you even dare pull that card out! I am coming along to get my wife.” “Nothing I can do to stop a stubborn man like you. But your son cannot come with us.” “He is definitely not coming. I have lost her and I am not trying to lose my son now too.” “Glad you realized that. OK then in 10 minutes we are going out.” “Understood.” With that my father and McCarthy ended their conversation. Hearing all of this made me feel sad for my father. To think what he was going through was just unbearable. I missed mom too, but I never even cared to think about my father. I told him that I would stay back and wait for him. He told me that I should keep my gun armed and ready. My hands began to tremble because I could not shoot again. It was too frightening last time when the dark shadow just did not go away. Every single bullet just penetrated through the darkness. It was as if it was a black dark cloud that swallowed my bullets. This train of thought ended when my father came up to me and looked me in the face. Then dad said, “Everything is going to be all right. Don’t you worry.” With that he left with the other policemen. I was left behind with the fire team squad.

All went well after my father left with the other policemen. I began to make small talk with the firemen as I waited. This guy Matt told me about the dangers of being a fireman. Another dude, Jacob, discussed how much adrenaline you got when you were running through a burning building. So I kept talking to the firemen for quiet a while, until a fog began to form. I asked Jacob, “Hey man is this area foggy during this time of the year?” “No. This is actually really odd. These parts rarely get fogged up.” “I don’t feel like this is natural. You feel me?” “Yeah I know what you mean. But hey don’t worry nothing is going to get us.” “I wish that was true. I have seen some crazy stuff over the past few days.” “Yeah I heard from McCarthy. Says this town is haunted or some shit like that.” With that we finished talking and I went over to our car to get a drink. Shit. I forgot that my dad took the keys with him. I turned around to ask one of the firemen if they had water, when everything in front of me was fog. My eyes could not see anything but the mist. What the hell! Shit. I began to yell, “JACOB, MATT you guys out there?” No response. This was not good. I could swear that the fire trucks were parked closely to our car. I began to run through the mist until I hit something. Something was on the ground. I put my hand to try to touch it. With my hands I began to feel to try to figure what it was. It was a jacket, a firemen’s jacket. Then I realized what it was. SHIT. It was Matt. He was dead. As I bent down to look closer I saw what happened. Matt was missing an arm and all of his muscle ligaments were dangling. I could see the nerves. That was when I threw up. I kept throwing up. My body felt so weak and I collapsed on the ground. What the hell could possibly do that to a human? I decided to not come close to Matt. I just got up and began walking away from him. Then I heard a noise. It was as if something was making a chewing sound. All of sudden I heard a scream. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Let me tell you something. If you theoretically heard a scream coming from a distance, would you run towards it? Or would you be the type of person to run away from it? The self-preservation mechanism in most people’s bodies would make them run away, but mine made me run towards the scream. It was a really rash thing to do. My body was essentially running through the mist to a scream without knowing what is causing it. Well that did not stop me as I ran through the fog to find out what happened. I ran as fast as I could. My feet were moving so fast that I felt like I was Usain Bolt. The screams were getting louder and louder. Soon I arrived at the sight. In front of me lay Jacob who was shaking. He was in shock but what caused it. Jacob’s face was all bloody and his suit was all stained with blood too. I realized that he was missing a leg. WHAT THE HELL! This could not be possible. I ran up to him and asked him if he was all right. He responded, “Pleeeeaseee ruun awwway. Dooo not stay here. It willll commmeee back. GOOO!” With those words in my mind I ran away. Leaving Jacob behind and not even trying to imagine what could possibly happen to him. Or what made him be in such a shock. I just began to run away as fast as I can. I had no sense of direction I was just running away.

Chapter 10: I ran until I could not physically run anymore. My lungs could not support me anymore and I stopped to take a long deep breath. Right now I was running from something I haven’t even seen. So what the hell was I running from? What happened to Jacob? Matt? Will Matt die? Am I going to die? All of these questions were running through mind as I was running away from the horrific scene. What was I supposed to do now? Where do I go? Find my dad? I could not stop thinking about these questions. I tried calming myself down, but nothing worked. These past few days everything I have witnessed just made me feel incredibly scared right now. I found a place to sit down. I thought that whatever that thing that killed Matt and Jacob probably won’t catch up to me. I kept taking deep breaths until I felt calmer. I decided to go and find my parents and get out of this terrible town. With that I felt a cold breeze touch my back. There stood the little girl. Holy Shit! I jumped up and began to back away from her. She giggled and said, “Calm down. I am here to help.” “Why would you help me? You caused so much pain.” “I never tried to hurt you. I tried to warn you. Save you. From this horrible fate.” “What are you talking about? Every time shit happens you are always there. Where is my mother?” “She is no longer human. She is dead. Alfie you got to understand that.” “NOOO! Shut up! Shut up! Who are you?” “I was once human too. My family got stuck in this town too. You will meet the same fate as my family if you do not listen.” “What you mean fate? What the hell happened? What is up with this place? Where the hell am I?” “A ghost town. Literally. Silly. We are all dead here.” “NO. Ghosts do not exist. Bullshit. I do not believe you. Why are you here? Why should I trust you?” “Take a leap of faith. I will give you some time to think this through. But the longer you take the higher the chances that your father will die.” “No. Where is he? What happened to him?” “I can take you to him. But you have to trust me.” “OK let’s go.” I could not believe what I heard. I did not want to believe it. I just wanted to get my family and leave this town. My brain was on fire. I could feel my heart beating at an unhealthy rate. My vision began to get blurry. The girl began to disappear and my vision slowly began to get worse and then I hit the cement with my head. It was really painful but I passed out.

I had another dream. The little girl was with me in it. She said, “I never introduced myself formally to you. My name is Megan.” “So Megan what are we doing? Am I dreaming?” “Yeah you are. This is the only way I can pass on the knowledge I know to you.” “What are we going to do?” “Travel back in time to see what created this town.” With that she began to tell me a story. Once upon a time there lived an old man in this town. His name was Mortimer Crankshaw. He never came out of his town and no one really bothered to know why. The town’s people were all local miners in a small town. No outside contact was had with other towns. This would be the cause of the town’s extinction eventually. This Mortimer fellow was interested in black magic. He experimented with the locals. There was an occasion when he abducted a teen into which he put a demon. That was when everything went wrong. The demon overpowered Mortimer and demons were released. Everyone became a demon and the town just got deserted. The demons were trying to make an army. So they began to attack people driving by in order to increase their numbers. The unlucky few would become the hosts. She continued to tell the story, but at the moment I could not believe it all. Her summary was so quick and dense. But then again what can you expect from a little 8-year-old looking girl. It was crazy and I did not want to believe this shit. I just wanted to find my parents. That was when I asked her, “What do I have to do?” “Free all of the souls of the townsmen. Free me. Then you will be able to leave. But no this your mother is gone. Nothing can be done to return her home.” I began to cry. I could not believe what she said. I did not want to hear what she said. Bullshit I thought. Shut up! Do not speak to me. Then she came up to me and looked me in the face and said, “Save me!” Then I felt a slap on my face.

I woke up and there in front of me was McCarthy and my father. “Wake up Alfie!” “I am awake. Calm down” “Oh I thought you were gone.” “I am fine Dad.” “What happened? Why are you here?” “Something killed the others I just ran away. Where are the other cops?” “We lost our communication with them. Shit. We are suspecting that they got killed. But then again we will not know.” “Dad, mother is gone.” “Who told you that? How do you know?” “I know dad. I am sorry.” This was the first time I have ever seen my father cry. His face turned red. I could see anger in his eyes. There was nothing I could say. I felt sad too. I just wanted to kill whatever killed my mother and fast. I needed closure.

I asked my father what happened to him. He told me that McCarthy and him lost the rest of the squad when the fog formed. I also asked him how he found me. He said that they heard giggling noises coming from this direction. So I understood that the little girl was on my side. I told my dad that we could end all of this if we kill whatever is roaming this town. He told me I was crazy and that he just wanted to leave the town now. We could not find my mother’s body or whatever left of her in this fog. McCarthy said, “How am I going to report all of this to the other police officials? I am screwed. So much blood on my hands.” “Do not worry. You will be alright McCarthy.” After my father gave McCarthy optimistic remarks. We began to plan a way out of this town. Both my father and McCarthy just wanted to burn the whole town. A self-cleaning process is what they called it. I agreed to do whatever that would kill the thing that killed everyone. They planned everything thoroughly because it was important that we succeed and just leave this place.

They initially planned to burn the center of the town and then let the fire take over afterwards. We decided to go back to the place where we parked the cars. It took us a while to get back to the cars. The fog was disappearing and we could see everything ahead of us. I feel like I wish I could not see what was ahead of me. I saw all of the bodies of the firemen. All had missing ligaments and they did not look human. Each man had his face eaten. It was a terrible sight. I felt really scared. What were we up against now? What the hell could do this? What the HELL COULD DO THIS? With that my thoughts ended and McCarthy said, “I say we use the gasoline from the patrol cars and the fire trucks. Should be enough to burn this town to shit.” “Good thinking. Yeah this place has to go to hell!” I said. “Once this town burns. We should have couple of beers. Celebrate it.” Father said. “Yeah!” said McCarthy. So with that we found water bottles in the patrol cars and began filling the up with gasoline. A Molotov cocktail was in the making and I was hoping that it would be enough to burn this town to shit. I felt incredibly worked up as I thought about burning this town. I just wanted to burn the town down. I felt possessed. The little girl better be right that the creatures of this town can die. All of the funneling went well. We had roughly fifteen bottles, which we were ready to toss. I asked, “Should I go start throwing the bottles?” “Yeah!” both of the men said. I started chucking the Molotov cocktails at the nearby buildings. I lit the ends and let the rest of the job for the bottle. With that the town began to slowly burn. I felt incredibly pleasant. Something made me wonder if I was possibly a pyro maniac because I felt really good about making fire. I kept chucking until all of the bottles just disappeared. I felt really happy. Finally some closure I thought to myself. All went well until something strange began to happen. There were people coming out of the buildings that I torched. They themselves were on fire and it made me feel really uncomfortable. What the hell? My father and McCarthy both looked puzzled as more and more people began to come out. They took out their pistols and so did I. Something was not right about this people. Maybe they were the same demons that the little girl mentioned. Damn. Just when I thought everything would get better. It turned sideways. I said, “What do we do now gentlemen?”

Oh my god. What are we supposed to do? I told my father, “Start the car! Everyone get inside.” All of us quickly ran towards the car. We all got in and started the car. As my father began to drive in reverse these people began to run after us. They were not running at human pace, but instead it felt like they had super speed. One of them jumped on the hood of our car and tried to break the front view window when McCarthy put a bullet in his head. Then he fell off. “THEY CAN DIE!” said McCarthy. All of sudden, we were swarmed by all of them. My father pressed the gas pedal and for sure we drove over half of them. As I looked at the rear view window I saw all of them get up and continue running after us. Shit. What do we do? What do we do? I began to panic. All of us panicked because we had no idea what to do. Was there anything we could do? “Pedal to the medal dad!” I kept yelling. The people were catching up with us and soon I realized that they trapped us. Ahead of us stood a swarm of normal people. Shit. “What do we do now?” I said. “We keep on driving son!” The car kept moving towards the group of people. They began to run towards us and then we collided. The front of the car just drove though the people. Soon we were swarmed by all of the people. It felt like they were mindless zombies just hitting out car. Thank god this car was built sturdy. For once I was really proud of the BMW X5. Thank god! We kept on driving. Eventually we reached the highway but all of the people were still chasing us. What are we supposed to do? What the hell do we do? All of these thoughts were running through my head as I sat there in a car that was speeding away from crazy people. What the hell do we do?

I told my dad maybe we should call for back up. McCarthy nodded and asked for a cell phone. I took out my iPhone. He dialed 911. Then he began to talk, “This is Officer McCarthy, badge number 1994677. I am requesting back up on the highway leading to Tennessee. I believe it is Route 60.” “What is the cause Officer?” “It might be hard to explain. But please send reinforcements. We need back up.” “Understood sir.” With that the conversation ended. We were essentially driving for our lives now because these people were slowly catching up and I felt scared. Shit. This was our last chance to survive. If they would not come we would definitely die. I definitely did not want to go out like this. I always pictured it in a more peaceful manner.

Chapter 11: We kept driving and the crowd was still behind us. Shit. Shit. Shit. “What do we do?” I kept saying. At one point my father turned around and slapped me. “Calm down. I am having enough stress right now. Don’t add your worries on top of it.” He said calmly. “Sorry Dad,” said I. After this brief incident my father pressed the gas pedal harder and the BMW was just flying. Everything outside the window blended in and it felt like we were driving through a brown room. Everything ahead of us began to shake due to the way my father was driving. It was an amazing feeling and I thought about my problems for those couple of seconds as we were driving. This car was fast and it felt amazing when I began to hear the engine make its sound. That’s when it happened one of the members of the crowd hit our car. Shit. We lost some control but my father like a pro driver managed to get out of it and kept driving on. As time passed by we reached Route 60. Shit. The whole road was armed with policemen as McCarthy requested. Snap man I thought these guys will annihilate this crowd.

That is when we realized that there was no crowd behind us. They just all vanished into thin air. “WHAT THE HELL!” McCarthy kept yelling. I was in shock…for the past hour we have been chased by some hellish crowd and then in a split second they just disappear. How could this be possible? What made the leave was the better question? McCarthy left the car and began walking towards the cops. Soon we could see one of the high-ranking officers begin to scold McCarthy. Shit. The talks began to get heated and McCarthy was trying to explain what happened. But it seemed that the officer did not care. He waved his hand and all of the cops got in their cars and began to leave. No, what were they doing I thought. What if the crowd returned? What then? They would most definitely own us. Minutes later we were the only people waiting on Route 60. I got of the car and ran to the road we came from. I stared ahead of me and there in front of me stood a man. He waived and gave me a wink. Then he disappeared. It was their entire plan. They set us up too look dumb in front of our own people. I began to yell loud…I just needed a way to express my feelings. It was a painful experience. I felt like I was hustled. Then when I was done I saw a little rock with runes next to the road. I came up to it to examine it and then the strangest feeling occurred. I felt the rock vibrate in my hands. What the hell! I thought. Soon I realized that these rune rocks surrounded the whole road. Shit. What the hell is this? Whatever the use these rocks had they definitely got rid of the towns creatures. I decided to put in the pocket of my jeans. Afterwards I walked to the car where McCarthy and my father were having a conversation. “What do you think happened?” said my father. “Shit. I have no idea. They just disappeared.” McCarthy said with a puzzling look. “Damn. What do we do now? Everyone is dead. Your squad thinks your crazy. I hope we can figure something out.” said my father. “Yeah. My career is definitely ruined. The commanding officer thinks I am joke. What the hell am I supposed to do?” McCarthy said in a sad tone. “We go back and destroy the town. I found something that might helps us.” I said. Then I showed them the magical rock that I had found. Both had a puzzled look on their faces and I realized that I did not fully comprehend what this rock did. Soon after they kept asking me what it did. I only had a hypothesis as to what it did. They listened carefully to what I said. Once I finished both men seemed to agree with my hypothesis. To be safe McCarthy suggested we look up this magical rock in a library. So with that we all got inside of the car. My father ignited the engine and with that we began to drive to Kittery Point.

It felt normal driving on Route 60. I mean just being normal you know. Driving a car with other cars and just driving along. I mean I felt normal. That’s all I have wanted to be for the past couple of days. I could not believe it how great it felt to be normal. We drove along for quit sometime. But soon we arrived in Kittery Point with a nice sign saying, “Welcome to Kittery Point.” For once in along time I felt really safe. Nothing evil could get me here I thought. But this vibrating rock in my pants was puzzling me. How could such a thing just scare off a crowd of creatures? Something this rock did just made them disappear. But how does that work? So many questions I had but no way to answer them. I really hoped that the library would help out with these questions.

We arrived at the library. It was a really small antiquated looking building. The front had a lot of Roman type columns. In the middle the name stood that said, “Library of Kittery Point.” The outside of the building was white so it kind of reminded me of the White House in Washington. All three of us got out of the car and headed inside up the stairs. I felt really uneasy about this building because it reminded me of school a lot. As we got inside of the building I could see a lot of elderly people walking around and looking for books. Snap. This place was filled. McCarthy said, “So where do we start?” “Good question. We need to find a data base on ancient runes.” I said. “Understood. Let me go ask one of the librarians.” “Cool man.” Soon I saw McCarthy talking to a librarian. Then she came up to us and brought us to their computers. I quickly began searching up anything that could help us. I did not care what the info was. I just needed an explanation. So I kept typing rune rocks. It searched hard and for a long time. Then it hit a match. It was a book in this library. Shit. The history of the town was the book. As I read the information I saw that it was written 50 years back. What a coincidence? Shit. I needed to get that book in order to learn more about the vibrating rock. For some reason it stopped vibrating now and instead it felt really cold. Soon we found a librarian and asked where we could find the book. The librarian told us that the book was kept at the town hall and that if we wanted it we would have to go there. So without any hesitation we all got inside the car and drove to town hall. McCarthy looked a bit uneasy and I could understand him. His whole police station thought he was going crazy. But then again we needed to find out what the hell this town was and how this little rock related to it. We arrived at the town hall, which was a building that closely resembled the library, but was bigger. Inside there were not as much people, but they were all serious. McCarthy came up to the info desk and said, “Hello. Where can we find the town history book?” “Take a left and another one afterwards. You will see a sitting room. There you can read the book.” “Thanks.” With that we all began to walk towards that room. After a while we arrived at the sitting rooms and there we found the book. It was old and leather bound. The front said in gold letter, “History of Kittery Point.” I began to scan the table of contents for any information about the magical rock or the town. Soon I stumbled upon a heading that said, “The Accident.” I quickly turned to those pages and there it was the town. It looked different in the picture it was new. The people in the picture were all happy. Unbelievable. What the hell happened? So I began to read the book and I was enjoying the reading. Both McCarthy and my father also read along with me. It began by describing the town during the time before the accident. They said that the town’s main economy was based on the mining they did. Soon the reading brought us to a scientist in the town who experimented with black magic. WOW. What is this? Black magic? So it turned out that this dude released like crazy demons that possessed the whole town. To prevent them from escaping the founding member of Kittery Point surrounded the perimeter of the town with magical rocks. These rocks prevented the creatures from escaping. The book warned that no one should drive through the town for the creatures prayed on people. If you were taken you would never be the same. At that point, my father and I began to cry. This article just proved to us that my mother was dead and gone. Shit. Shit. Shit. I just felt like nuking the town but would that kill the inhabitants. Probably not if they are some type of demon creatures. Shit. What are we supposed to do? The article did not talk about how to destroy the town. All it said is that you should never go to it. This article was really helpful but then again it was not. Damn it. How were we supposed to destroy the town? That was my main concern at the moment. I came up with a plan. I said, “We go back to the town and just burn it to pieces. We also need holy water. Since their demons they will most definitely not like it.” “Good idea kid. But we need more people. Last time we brought people they got massacred.” McCarthy said with a sigh. “Yeah son. How are we going to get enough people for this trip.” “We don’t. Three of us will go. All we need is holy water. It will definitely kill those creatures.” I said. Then we decided that the three of us would return. McCarthy would leave us for couple of hours in order to procure all of the items we would need. Once we would get everything we would go destroy that town. I just felt like burning everything down in my sight. I would kill those demons for taking my mother from me. With that my father and I went to a motel to rest for a bit.

Chapter 12: I heard a lot of noise and all of it made me wake up. Damn it. It was McCarthy carrying all of the equipment. He was so loud. He was dropping all of the items. I could hear all of thuds as the equipment fell on the ground. Damn. Be any louder McCarthy. With that I woke up and got dressed. I started helping out with putting all of the equipment in the car. We were planning to arrive at the town at dawn. Holy smokes. I saw 6 gallons of holy water in the back of the car. Shit. This time we would come victorious I felt it. After I finished putting everything in the car. I went back inside the room. Their McCarthy began saying, “Y’all know we might die?” “Yeah. There is a slight chance.” I said. “We got to avenge all of the people who lost their lives.” My father said. “True. I think this time we will do it.” McCarthy said. “We will come out victorious.” I said. With that our conversation ended and we began to prepare emotionally. All of us were ready to kick some ass tomorrow. No mercy would be had on these demonic creatures. I was ready to burn everything down. After the conversation ended I went to bed again.

I woke up at 4 am. The sun would rise in an hour and I was ready. We all got inside the car and were ready to fight. The car ignited and slowly we began to drive away from Kittery Point. Its funny cause I knew that I would never see this town again. I began to have a bad feeling about this whole trip. Yet I was confident that we could come out victorious. Soon we were driving on Route 60 and man I began to shake. It was a scary thought going up against something supernatural. But hey I had to do this in order to win. They killed my mother. It was time to pay up as the people in the hood say. It was my time to shine. I kept trying to motivate myself. Soon we arrived at the road. We all took deep breaths, but before we would embark on the road. McCarthy took out three cigars. He said, “Hey this maybe the last time we see the sunrise.” “Indeed,” my father said. “The world is too beautiful. Let’s hope we will live to see another day.” I said. With that we all began to smoke the cigars. They gave us a buzz and helped us all relax before our expedition. I felt more comfortable and then my father began driving along the road. Here we go the moment of truth. We arrived in the town. The sun was glaring at the whole town. There was no shade. Everything was bright. We got out of the car and went to get the equipment. Everyone got a water gun filled with holy water. Then we began to set the whole town a blaze. Every building would be burned until all of these creatures would come out. Then it happened my mother came out of a building. My father was shocked. I was angry that the creatures would even think about doing such a thing. I took the water gun with holy water and began to spray her. She began to scream and then her skin began to burn up and then she burned to the ground. So these creatures had a weakness. With that we all continued to burn this town. More of the creatures began to climb out of the buildings. We met them with really soothing holy water. Everyone was getting burned. Payback had never been sweeter in my life. I sprayed every creature and saw each one burn up. There was nothing that could stop us. We were all having a lot of success. All went well until it happened.

Chapter 13: Out of the blue a hordes of the creatures appeared. We were getting overrun. The holy water stopped them but there were just too many of them and we could not stop them. I was not even sure what I could do now. “Let’s back up,” said McCarthy. “Yeah,” I said. Then McCarthy was surrounded by a horde. I wasn’t going to let him die. I took a gallon of the holy water and splashed it on all of them. They all instantly lit up and McCarthy was able to escape. Soon there were less and less of the creatures. I was beginning to feel victorious. From that point on we just burnt these bastards down. No one would be left alive. Then came the little girl. She was smiling and giggling. It looked as if she was trying to thank me. With that she stood there implying that I had to shoot her. I did not hesitate and shot her with holy water. She began to disappear. I thought I saw her feel so relieved. I fell well about myself. We continued to burn everything. Almost all of the buildings were burned down. But then we encountered a problem. We were running low on the holy water. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. What do we do? There was no other way to kill them. McCarthy noticed it too. I told my father to go start the car. Then I told McCarthy to also go in. I took out the rock and suddenly the crowds of these creatures began to back away. My father was ready. But then one of the creatures knocked me down. I yelled to my father, “GOOOO!” “NOO!!!” He yelled back. “Leave me or we won’t make it,” I kept saying. With that my father tried to get out of the car but then they were getting surrounded. He had no choice but to drive away. He began to cry. I felt sad. Could you believe it this happened on Father’s Day. I cried too but then I took out the rock and all of the demons ran away. Shit. What do I do now? I found a gun lying on the ground. I took it and began shooting the demons. Nothing happened. But the rock still kept them away from me. I had no idea what I could do now. Then all of a sudden my father came back. He rammed a few people and then he yelled, “Get in!” I quickly jumped inside the car. I was glad that my father rescued me.

We began to drive away again. This time fewer demons were chasing us. But we had no holy water to kill them. They kept running and they looked more persistent this time. I was getting a little frightened. I almost died today. Shit. All we had to do now is drive away and just survive. McCarthy said, “I called up a church and we are getting holy water in 15 minutes.” When McCarthy said that I felt like we still had a chance to kill these bastards. With that my father began to drive even faster. Snap. We were going faster then before. Damn. I guess this is how it feels when you drive in NASCAR. Unbelievable. This was actually an amazing feeling. The crowd was behind us but we were driving faster. I felt like we would lose them but they were so persistent. Eventually, we reached the end of the road. There stood the priest with gallons of holy water. McCarthy got out and began filling his water gun with holy water. The priest left and we began to shot the crowd. They kept running at us. But the holy water was doing its work. They were all dying and burning. We felt really good about this. Soon all of the creatures were destroyed. I was glad. I felt like this was a moment worth celebrating. Then I heard a gun shot. It was my father…McCarthy shot him in the leg. What the hell! McCarthy began to say, “Great job. Thanks for helping me clear out the town.” “What you mean?” said my father. “Let’s say when I find what I am looking for. I am moving to Miami.” McCarthy said. Son of gun used us. Shit. My father was bleeding. Then it happened McCarthy shot my father in the head. NOOOOOOOOOOO! Dad no don’t die. But it was too late. The bullet went through his brain. Nothing could save him. I began to cry. McCarthy came up to me and was preparing to shot me in the head. “Don’t do it man.” I said. But there was nothing I could do. He was getting close and I could see him prepare to pull the trigger. Son of a gun used us. How the hell did I end up in this situation? Well I guess this was the end of me. I am done. Then I heard the gunshot. That was the last thing I would ever hear. So this is what it feels like when you die. I felt that I finally got my peace.

Months Later: McCarthy was sitting in a bar in Miami. Enjoying his newfound wealth. He was talking to someone. He began to tell about the adventure he had. He was really cocky. Soon the story went to the very point when McCarthy shot the kid and his dad. That got the other person really interested. McCarthy was so drunk that he began to say everything. He pretty much told the man that he killed the main character. Damn. The man soon took out a badge. It said FBI. McCarthy was really confused and then he realized that he was done. NOOOOOO! He thought to himself. But it was too late. The man came up to him and said, “Do you regret shooting the kid?” “No, it was actually a work of art.” One moment he was alive and then he just died.