Evils Unknown(Discontinued)

Beginning of Horror

*Acron City*
August 23, 2016

-Miss Bee's Dinner- 9:28pm-

*Unknown POV*

Another day at the dinner. I'm sitting at a booth, watching the news on the old tv.

"The 'Red Organization' are making a big announcement at 9:35pm. They will be talking about a serum that they've been working on for the past three years. They say "This serum will change the world, forever", in other news-"

"And here you go, the usual. And your glass of water. Enjoy."

I snap out of my daze and see a plate of food on my table. I look up at my waiter with a smile, "Thank you, Jason."

Jason nods and smile. "You're welcome."

I get ready to dig in, when Jason starts talking. "You know, my shift ends in about 30 minutes. How about you and I go do something. We could go see a movie, maybe go out to dinner? What do you say?"

"Oh come on now Jason! Let the poor girl have her dinner in peace!" A lady yells.

"Miss Bee to the rescue", I thought.

"Oh come on mama, I was just having a conversation with her."

"That's what you always say. Now go on! Back to the kitchen and help your papa."

Jason scoffs and walks away.

"Sorry about that. You alright, honey?" Said Miss Bee.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Thank you", I said.

Miss Bee looks at me and starts messing with my hair. It's parted to my right, in a pony tail. "Oh boy."

"When are you ever gonna change your hair style? It's nice like this, but it's always the same!"

I look at Miss Bee with a smile, "I like my hair like this. It suits me."

Miss Bee shakes her head. She notices the gun in my gun holster. "Seriously. Let's not argue about that."

She sits down in the booth. "So, any word from your brother?"

I shake my head, "No, not yet. But I know he's okay. He's gotta be."

"Your brother's been gone for three months. He hasn't answered your calls or reply to your texts. What makes you think he's alright?" Miss Bee asks.

"Because he's my brother. I know him's better than anyone. I know that whatever he's doing, he'll come back fine. That's how."

Miss Bee looks down at the table, almost like she's about to regret her next question.

"What about your daddy? Heard from him yet?"

I let out a sigh. "No."

Miss Bee replies, "Of course."

"He's gonna come home. He promised."

"And how long ago was that" she asked.