Meanwhile in the office district at the edge of the forest, Tom was walking home after a hard day's work. He had a lot of paperwork to do when he got home, but he knew it would all be worth it in the end.
At one point during his walk home, Tom heard what sounded like someone's beautiful singing voice. He was curious as to who had such a lovely voice, but decided that he would find out later. Little did Tom know that he was going to find out now whether he liked it or not. At the climax of the song, his will started to slip away, and he was soon walking into the forest in a trance. The singing continued until Tom had reached a small dark clearing surrounded by thick trees and bushes. Suddenly the song stopped and Tom snapped out of his trance, leaving him startled and confused as to why he was suddenly in what seemed to be the darkest part of the woods. Last thing he remembered was walking home and listening to that beautiful singing...
Tom's eyes widened and he stopped thinking of anything but the present all together. For piercing the darkness in front of him were four gleaming lights that seemed like two pairs of some animal's eyes. The first two were blood red, and the other two were brown and blue (respectively- hey, I rhymed!). All four eyes seemed to be staring right at him. At some point the red eyes turned their gaze to the heterochromic ones, who in turn went up and down, as if the creature they belonged to was nodding. After they stopped moving, the red eyes receded into the darkness of the forest, but the brown eye and the blue eye stayed and continued monitoring Tom. For what felt like an eternity, both pairs of eyes just stared at each other, each seeming to dare the other to make a move. For a split second, Tom remembered the swiss-army knife he had in his pocket and began to move his hand towards it. But the second his hand started moving, he felt a sharp pain in it and felt something wet and sticky begin to run along it. He held the hand up to his face and nearly lost his lunch. Something metallic and sharp was lodged in Tom's hand, and warm blood was running down his arm. He glanced at the eyes. Was it some kind of animal with spines that it could launch at will? With a grunt of pain, he pulled the object out of his hand and inspected it. It was a very small knife, definitely man-made. He stared at the eyes again. A knife? But how...
Tom's silent question was answered as the creature finally came out of the brush. He was surprised to find that it wasn't an animal at all, but a human girl. Even in the darkness he could make out her features. She looked to be about fifteen. She had incredibly long dark brown hair and was wearing a long black overcoat. One of her eyes was brown, and the other was blue. There was something off about the blue eye, but the businessman couldn't quite put a finger on what it was.
Just as Tom was about to say something, the girl moved toward him with surprising speed and pinned him against a tree. He could only watch helplessly as she put her bowie knife against his neck. He whimpered when she pressed it into his flesh and blood ran down his neck. The girl chuckled at his discomfort, and he glared at her. She moved her gaze to his eyes as well, and when she did, Tom finally saw what was wrong with her blue eye. It was black where it should have been white. She pressed the knife deeper and deeper into his neck, and the pain for him was getting unbearable. Right before she ended Tom's life, she leaned close and whispered two soft, simple words into his ear.
"nano144man" wrote:Jack finaly found the courage to stand. "I'm sorry for stopping, its just, So many friends, memories, gone. its a lot to take in at once. Jack turned to the person behind them. "It may be a wasteland no, but it was once the great town of Asbury Park. Let it be known that this place was among the great owns.(Side note, Asbury park is a shore town, not where I actualy live.)
Abigail smiled sadly, "let's stay the night, the horse is getting tired out..."
(May I join when this opens?)