The Searching®

Chapter II: Signs

The dawn has settled. The sun is rising, and it is now about three weeks since our move. Everyday seems like they're getting better, but something.. Is still nicking me on my neck. Everything is beautiful! The new house is in good shape, the weather has been perfect, as it shifts between 50°F through 65°. I can hear the river flow from a half of a mile away from the house deep into the woods, which seems to make everything happy, peaceful.. But to me.. I'm not sure what it is. It's.. Too peaceful. Too perfect! Then, why do I feel like something isn't right?

I try calling up my older brother, whom I haven't spoken to in almost a year from now. I thought maybe now since we've settled in, that it would be good to have some company over, but he never answered as it went to voicemail. I left him a message to call me back, and as I was saying my goodbye I herd a click and now breathing.. But no voice. I tried to speak, but I wasn't quite sure what to say.

"John? You there bro? This is Michael....Hello?..*sigh* Look.. I don't expect you to say anything. I'm sorry for what has happened between us. I just needed to call you.... You call me back when you feel in the mood to talk...Bye." ~CLICK.

I had called his home phone, which doesn't have description caller ID, but I knew that he knew it was me. His breathing was calm.. And quite, but It felt as if something was wrong. Later that afternoon, I called my only and older sister, Sarah. As teenagers, we were close more than ever. We'd talk just to talk, hang out just to hang out, and always would mess around, and when I was at my weakest she'd help me back up. I wasn't sure if she had herd from John for a while, but she was always up to date with our lives and what was new with everyone in our family.
As I'm calling, a sudden loud noise abroads my attention. It was weird, yet memorable. Nathan was out in a bout, so I yelled out for my daughter, but no response. I went outside, leaving the phone still ringing, and I ran towards where I herd the noise. This noise was loud and high pitched, sounded like.. Almost like a record player glitching up as it scratches the plastic coating...But Nothing.

The sunset is about 3/4 settled down, now making the sunlight disappear. I could barley see anything behind the house, so I ran to the shed to grab my LED flashlight. The noise echoes from now above me, as I don't know what to think at this point. Is it a bird? What is this? I slowly walk out of the shed as I look down, revealing now a still of a silhouette above the shed, crouched.... Something... I was so scared, I didn't know what to think, I thought maybe it was Alison, but it was a larger silhouette. I stared at it for almost 10 seconds as my heart raced faster than ever before.

I got a a good glimpse of the shadow but it could have also seemed like an eye mirage, if you say. The only description I could follow on believing myself is that it was tall. Then I turned around. Nothing. I had no patience. Everything was quite. Dead silent. I could not control my emotions, and the only thing I could do was scream for my daughters name as I ran back inside as fast as I could.

Silence. Nothing but silence, and I now felt like I was the only person in the house. This assumption that something was stalking me, soon faded away, but I had never been so anxiously confused in my life. There was something not right about this! I could never figure out what it was, so I assumed that it was just a hallucination.. Which I shouldn't be having because it's not common for me to have, but I didn't want any part of going for medical care. I called up Nathan immediately after I went inside, and thank goodness.. Alison was with him. They were at the fair, but she never told me. I feel asleep before I could even think about this strange... Experience I guess I'd call it. Then it happend again. The noise woke me from my lucid dreaming, but this time it had an sustain bass synthetic pitch sound incorporated with it.

It was.. Strange.. Weary.. I couldn't go back to sleep.
Something was up, and I swore I was going to find out what it was, although it was not harming us, just distracting and annoying. I thought it would just go away, but then I herd the porch. Someone walking onto the porch. I thought it was my children, but I never herd the car pull up, so I managed to get out of bed and grab the bow and arrow that had been hung up in my closest. Yes, I am a hunter, a professional to be frank, and this time, I had no more patience to deal with any hoax, if it wasn't my children then somebody's gonna go to jail tonight.