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Crying in the woods
In the woods, in the quiet, it's so loud in his head. The crying, begging in his ear so loud— it won't stop. He starts to hear it when he gets back from the woods. It's barely a whisper when he hears it. Crying– that's all he heard at first; so soft, like a dream, then it got louder– pounding in his head, screaming and begging him to find them. Whispers everywhere making it hard to sleep, eat, or think. His friends think he's on some type of drug. God– he wishes it would be better than seeing the flickering images of dead kids. They scream at him to hide and s a v e t h e m.
He goes to a bookstore to see if he can time something on hauntings. He finds this hole in the wall bookstore that specializes in the occult. When he walks in, it has this cozy feeling with rows of books floor to ceiling. The lights are set in a relaxing and sleepy mode. The chandelier in the center of the ceiling looked like spiders falling for their silk. He went towards the counter where he saw a man about his age. His hair was a soft brown with blue highlights. He had a light tan. As he got closer he had some freckles dotting his face with a lip ring.
“Hi, do you have some books on hauntings?”
He looked at the name tag he wore Adrien. “We might if you tell me your name too,” Adrien said in a flirty tone with a smile to his face, his green eyes staring into his.
“Ajax,” he introduced.
“Well Ajax, the books on hunting are over there.” Adrian raised his hand to the wall of book a letter H on top of it. “That's where you should find what you need. If not, come talk to me then.”
“K, Ajax.” said as he reached a hand up and played with his hair.
Ajax told Adrien that he could talk to him any day he wants baby, lifting his hand and kissing the top of it and leaving Adrien flustered with a pretty blush on his face as he went over to the shelves of books winking behind him as he pulled a intergring book tilled [why do ghosts haunt people]. He went down the list grabbing a couple: [ how to's and summonings]. He had at least several books as he went and sat down at the tabule in the center with the books going in a spiral.
As he went through the books, he found some things that seem to coincide with what is happening to him. As he read though one of the books made minchen of biral grands. After reading some more he went and checked out, taking them home and getting Adrien's number. He got home close to dark.
As he made dinner, he saw a note on the fridge from his roommate Jamal saying that he was out with his girlfriend, Ellie. So, he was alone tonight. Just as he went to throw the paper in the trash, the wine glass on the counter fell off and broke. In that moment, he felt like that glass and started to scream, “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS PLEASE STOP PLEASE.” He slid on the floor crying, “Please stop! Why?! Please.”
As he sobbed, he looked up and saw the flickering image of a little girl banging on something and yelling. The dress she was wearing was bloody, and he asked in a quiet voice, “What do you want? Please leave me alone.” Just as he finished speaking, she suddenly stopped and stared at him, then disappeared and reappeared in his face, blood dripping from her throat as she whispered in his ear in a raspy tone, “Find us.” Then, she was gone. As the silence stretched on, he noticed knocking on his door. He got up, stepping over the broken glass on his way to the door.
He opened the door seeing an officer at the door, “Hi Mr. Green, is everything alright here? Your neighbors heard some commotion and called the police.”
“No, everything’s fine, Officer.”
“Well, alright then Mr. Green, have a nice day.”
The officer leaves and he close the door thunking his head against it, sighing, “They called the fucking police on me, them nosey ass bitches.”
Just thinking about it made him mad, so he decided to give them something to talk about. Grabbing his coat and keys, going out to kill someone to get his anger out.
Coming back from his fun, if you could call it that, he cleaned all the blood off of him and washed his clothes. Hopefully they find the body in the morning.
He doesn't want to go to sleep with the light flashing all night. As the day went on, there was a news broadcasting that the body of a child had been discovered in the in woods of wellow souls apartments where there has been more fond in the same area.
The police are investigating the murders thinking that we have a serial killer on the loose.
When he heard about it he felt the urge to scream because now there would be cops around his stop and that he had to find a new stop to take his bodies. He honestly felt like going and killing someone again, though he’d never killed twice between kills.