Haunted by Screams (Jeff the Killer)

Chapter 1. A message of Death.

I have seen the dark universe yawning

Where the black planets roll without aim,

Where they roll in their horror unheeded,

Without knowledge, or lustre, or name.

- H.P. Lovecraft.

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Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Be -

She slammed her hand at her phone, knocking it down from the nightstand and onto the cold floor.

Was it really Monday again? Jeez, wasn't it Friday just a second ago? Nora groaned and turned her face to the wall, trying to fall asleep again.

A few more minutes won't matter.

She was just about to fall back into sleep when her noisy ring tone began crying out sound like crazy. What on earth is it now? Nora forced her eyes open and groaned even louder than before, reaching for her phone on the floor without having to slip out from the comfy blanket. She nearly fell down from the bed but managed to reach her phone and saw a familiar number on the screen. She sighed.

"The number you've dialed cannot be reached for the mome-"

"Ha.ha. very funny Nora. Where are you? I thought you said we would met earlier today before school began?"

Nora frowned. "Did I? Ehm, I most have forgotten. Sorry."

Jessica let out a sigh. "Well, it's fine but I've other things to do before school starts, so I'll guess I'll see you later or?"

"Yeah, yeah. Bye-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Jessica had hung up. Nora looked at her screen. Fudge. She had overslept. Again. Damn it why couldn't she be more of a morning kind instead of night owl.

She forced herself awake and crawled out from her bed, leaving her phone on the night table. The room felt chilling and Nora shivered due to the cold in her normally warm room. She put some socks on her warm feet and opened her door. The house was quite, as usually. The door to her dad's bedroom was closed, as usually. She walked slowly and silently down the stairs and into the kitchen. And the note on the table was there, as usually. Her dad always left a note to her before he went to work, telling her exactly where he was and when he would come home. She knew what it would say but it didn't matter. Ever since she was little she had always loved it when her dad left her notes in the house. When she was much younger her dad used to leave notes with riddles on them, leading to a hidden treasure somewhere in the house or outside in the garden if she managed to solve them. This treasure was of course 9 out of 10 times a candy bar or something insignificant, like an unusually shimmering stone etc but it didn't matter to her what the treasure at the end was: it was the quest to get there and how she got there that mattered to her. And her old man knew it from the start.

However, everything that has a brighter side to it seems to be doomed to have an opposite one as well. A  few months ago her dad became offered a much more well-paid work than the one he had back then. Of course Nora became very happy for him until she got to know the downside. His new work was in another town about 1 1/2 hour driving with car to be exactly from here. Moving had probably been the best solution, but since it was Nora's last year in High school her dad didn't want her to give up on her friends and having to build her life up once more like the one she had managed to create in this town all over again. Nora held the small note firmly in her hands almost as if she was holding an injured small bird. Although her old man never spoke of it she could tell that his biggest wish was to leave this town behind him due to the several painful memories it held in him as a constant reminder. It was in this town and in this very house he'd seen is wife, her mother, the last time before she decided to leave them. Nora was barely 3 years old and had just started speaking when her mother left through the front door, leaving her dad sobbing at their kitchen table and Nora confused in the living room.