Afraid of the Dark

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'''''Ba-Dump, Ba-Dump.'''''
'''''Ba-Dump, Ba-Dump.'''''
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The rocky dirt road dipped and rose as it wound endlessly into the forest. The trees flash by, dark pillars of rough bark and imagined faces. By now it's night, and while it's hard to tell while shaded by the thick forest canopy above, you think you can see a hint of full moon peeking through the tangled branches.
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The dirt road rose and fell as it snaked endlessly into the forest. The canopy of trees flash by, dark pillars of rough bark and imagined faces. Midnight, and while the darkness was an indication the silhouette of the full moon illuminated the shadowy forest like a lighthouse.
(15 minutes ago..)
(15 minutes ago..)
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Cars zipped by, fleeting blurs of color and noise. One, two, a truck or two, a beat up old van. Time blurs into minutes, then hours, as abstract as the bright shapes of vehicles passing by your window. Your music player, clutched loosely in your hand, pumps soft music up through your headphones. You can remember tunes, but through your sleep fogged brain, individual song lyrics meld into one another.
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Cars passed by the road the other side of the road a blur of color and noise.  
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Your sister is half asleep as well, curled up in the seat next to you. An excuse from a week of school for both of you proved to be quite the welcomed vacation, but for some reason, you can't quite remember where you're supposed to be going. Oh well, you're probably just tired. It probably doesn't matter anyhow. You let the soothing music carry you off to sleep, and out of the corner of your blurring eyes, you notice your sister drifting off as well.
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The music player clutched loosely in your hands pumping music, but being sleep deprived each song and its lyrics melded in a foggy incoherent soup.
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The next thing you know, you're awakened by the soft jerk of the car coming to a stop. Groggily, you pull yourself up by the door frame and stare out the window, wondering where you are. Woods still surrounded you where there was no road ( if you could call it a road ), and though you stare down it's dusty expanse for quite a while, no cars pass. You wonder just how far out you are...
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In the other side of the car your sister Melissa slept bundled up shivering.  
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Your driver ( Who was he again? You can't remember... ) gets out of the car and calmly crosses the dark expanse of empty road, leaving you parked on the side of it with your sister. You start to worry that maybe he was having car trouble, or maybe... Where were you going again?
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You lean over to shake your sister awake with a frown. Maybe she knows where you're going. Not to mention the driver... She always had an answer for everything.
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Being excused from school was always welcomed, but for some reason you don't remember where you were supposed to be going.
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(Oh well it probably doesn't matter anyhow.)
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You put these thoughts away and let the music carry you off like a siren song to your slumber
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BANG!!! followed by a squealing noise then the car turned off.
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You were awakened groggily staring out the window wondering where you are.
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"Hey, where's he going," you ask, nodding at the driver, who's still heading down the road. Your sister, though, has the same confused, worried expression on her face that you do. Suddenly, there's a cold feeling in the pit of your stomach.
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This was your destination?, questions came boiling up but nobody to answer them.
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The driver ( Who was he again? You can't remember his name ) started walking away from the car.
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"Hey, where's he going" you ask noting the anxiousness in your voice, shaking your sister as she ignored your protests.
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You watch as the driver makes his way to a rickety looking wooden gate. It looks like it might have been part of a toll-booth at some point, but you can't be sure. He pushes it up and out of the way, then makes his way back to the car again without looking at you. He gets back in and you jump as the engine starts up again with a soft roar.
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The driver looked at you for a moment then proceeded to the woods.
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(OMFG were the hell is he going!!!) flashed in constant sequence in your head.
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Taking a handful of your sisters jacket you shake her vehemently.
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"WTH WHAT DO YOU WANT!" anger and malice dripping in her voice.
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"That guy left us and --" The car door opened and came in the man, you just sat dumbfounded then a jab of pain as your sister took out her frustrations.
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(Back to the present...)
 
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It's been a while since you passed through the gates. The woods still surround you, and that long stretch of dark road still twists and winds through it before you. Your driver has said nothing, and though you've tried to talk to him, refuses to respond. He hasn't tried to hurt you yet though, but you can't help but worry.
 
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Your sister, just as worried as you are, clutches her cellphone before her, staring desperately into it's glowing screen. She has yet to get a signal though, or maybe it's just that no one will respond. Either way, she hasn't said much. Neither have you. You're both too scared.
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(Back to the present...)
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You had remained silent the rest of the trip.
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Your driver shifts, startling you back to attention. He's barely moved since he got back into the car. You watch as he reaches for the radio dial and fiddles with it before settling on a station. The soft hum of classical must floats back to you from the speakers and stiffly, the driver puts his hand back on the steering wheel. It's the only sound in the car. You can't stand it. With no other options though, you cram your earbuds back into your ears and turn your own music up as loud as it can go, hoping to drown his music out. It works, for now. You wonder just how long you can stand this though...
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Melissa now clutched at her cellphone staring into the glowing screen an air of frustration on her face, and you knew why there was no bars no reception no contact with the outside world.
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Sounds hum as the car radio turns on (I guess hes bored like we are)
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What he chooses though is a classical song.
You:
You:

Current revision as of 18:43, 29 December 2013

Ba-Dump, Ba-Dump.

The dirt road rose and fell as it snaked endlessly into the forest. The canopy of trees flash by, dark pillars of rough bark and imagined faces. Midnight, and while the darkness was an indication the silhouette of the full moon illuminated the shadowy forest like a lighthouse.

(15 minutes ago..)

Cars passed by the road the other side of the road a blur of color and noise. The music player clutched loosely in your hands pumping music, but being sleep deprived each song and its lyrics melded in a foggy incoherent soup.

In the other side of the car your sister Melissa slept bundled up shivering.

Being excused from school was always welcomed, but for some reason you don't remember where you were supposed to be going. (Oh well it probably doesn't matter anyhow.) You put these thoughts away and let the music carry you off like a siren song to your slumber BANG!!! followed by a squealing noise then the car turned off. You were awakened groggily staring out the window wondering where you are.

This was your destination?, questions came boiling up but nobody to answer them. The driver ( Who was he again? You can't remember his name ) started walking away from the car. "Hey, where's he going" you ask noting the anxiousness in your voice, shaking your sister as she ignored your protests.

The driver looked at you for a moment then proceeded to the woods. (OMFG were the hell is he going!!!) flashed in constant sequence in your head. Taking a handful of your sisters jacket you shake her vehemently.

"WTH WHAT DO YOU WANT!" anger and malice dripping in her voice. "That guy left us and --" The car door opened and came in the man, you just sat dumbfounded then a jab of pain as your sister took out her frustrations.


(Back to the present...)

You had remained silent the rest of the trip.

Melissa now clutched at her cellphone staring into the glowing screen an air of frustration on her face, and you knew why there was no bars no reception no contact with the outside world.

Sounds hum as the car radio turns on (I guess hes bored like we are) What he chooses though is a classical song.

You:

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