Trick or Treat - The Annual Teen Massacre

Chapter Six - Bliss

Chapter Six

The next few weeks went by rather quickly. In the first week it meant for David nothing but lying down and recover. Their apartment was big enough to house about four to six people. When you entered there were first the bedrooms on both sides, then there was the shower with bath to the left and a toilet to the right. Behind a door at the end of the hallway started the big living room. It had the leftback corner almost completely as a window, and there was a kitchen with a cooking island to the far left. while to the right were two couches around a fireplace, a big tv on the wall in the back, which they couldn't use anyway, and directly on the right a cousy kitchen table with comfy chairs. It was all very dusty, but it'll have to do for now. The first thing Vanessa did was move the Matresses from the beds towards the corner in the living room with the big windows, and make a bed for David. 

After about nine days he could walk again and after two weeks he went out with Vanessa to go "shopping" . 
Shopping was fun for both of them. They could go wherever they wanted, whenever they wanted without being spotted. It was sometimes challenging. They even made games from it. They would both  go to the same grocery store and get the things they needed, or rather wanted. And they would then tell each other how many people they had touched. The one with the fewest one, so that they got used to becoming agile amongst other people. Vanessa had a bit of an edge, because she could run over desks and counters, while David's leg stubbornly refused to allow him to even walk straight still.

They had to be careful though, because if they would actually fall it meant people would trample over them. It happened twice to David and multiple times to Vanessa. They considered themselves lucky that the shopping carts weren't able to go over them, and people seemed to just accept that factor and move around them instead. They had learnt a lot more over the past fwe weeks. Vanessa quickly learnt that if she accidentally touched a coat from one of the town's inhabitants, they would subconsciously throw the coat to the street and buy a new one right after. But if they weared gloves or anything else over their skin, it wouldn't have any effect. Also the slightest touch wouldn't register either it seemed. 

Sometimes the experiments went a little too far for their own taste. Once David accidentally put his hand on a woman's hair , and she started pulling out her own hair. A week later they saw her again and she was completely bald. They figured it was logical she wouldn't walk around with her hair pulled out so that the balding would look like David's hand, but they didn't feel comfortable doing something like that ever again.
Vanessa did seem to hate the color orange though, and every time she saw someone wearing something orange she touched it on perpose so that they would get rid of their coat, jacked or even socks. David had no idea why but he didn't dare to ask her why she would do that.

Their apartment was slowly changing in a little paradise when they weren't outside grabbing stuff that didn't really belong to them. Vanessa had spent most of the first two weeks while David was busy with healing on cleaning up the apartment. She had nicked a vacuum cleaner from the neighbors, who looked like decent people she told David, to freshen up the blue carpet that was covering most of the floor. She cleaned the windows, did the laundry of their newly stolen clothes and refurnished a little. The heavy stuff like couches would come later, because she was unable to bring a couch home unscathed, although she had tried a few times. The couches were all three of the first kicked aside by the people on the sidewalk, before they were crushed by either a steamroller from the golems, or a few cars that didn't seem to notice the couches at all. David thought that those people would probably figure they had hit another dog while driving or something, and wouldn't pay much more attention to that. Just let it get fixed, and on with their life!

It seemed that the Golems where Morgan was talking about were not as invisible as David and Vanessa were. They just walked along with the rest of the people, cleaning up garbage, fixing hedges that were damaged by David or Vanessa, using steamrollers to flatten everything that ended up on the road so that the people would only later complain about a bumpy road and blame it on poor governmentship. They were efficient, human-like, but very dim-witted. They didn't seem to care about anything around them. David had tested them out a little once he was able to walk again. He would leave a trail of broken plates over the street to see if they followed the trail towards an alley - and they did. Then he threw some plates in the water from the pond that was inside the park next to their apartment block - and they cleaned it. They didn't seem to need air to survive, nor were they made from clay. Otherwise they would have dissolved or perhaps just disfigured when they came out of the water again. 
As a final test he made a breadcrumb trail inside a manhole, to see if they would fall into the sewer system under the town. But they didn't. They either used a stairs if it was present, or called up another golem to to through the sewerline at their specific location to clean it up. They were capable of human speech it seemed, but it was just a bit gibberish to David. This is what the clay golem said when David had thrown three porselin plates into the sewer system : 
"Plates, Down under, 134-122-18, Sweep"
It took another week for David to realise that these golems were probably also the cleaners that made sure the streets were relatively clean from the dead children that had fallen in the Halloween  night. It would be convenient as well because they wouldn't get sick or protest against getting rid of thousands of children in one night.

Once David tree and a half weeks later was able to use his right arm with almost full strength, he and Vanessa were able to completely redecorate their apartment. New comfy (and usually pretty expensive) couches which were very soft and ideal to nap in if they felt like it.  a low table Vanessa picked out because she wanted to have breakfast while sitting on the floor. And another table to have normal dinner on. Vanessa could cook a little, but usually they just went with "Takeout". 
"Takeout"  was going to a restaurant, steal the prepared meal in a restaurant directly from the waiter and eat it at home. It was fun and still very warm, plus they could just look around in the restaurant for a few minutes to find a plate with the food they wanted to eat that night. 

Their apartment had a bath and a shower, and Vanessa had pillaged a few stores for all kinds of nicely smelling soaps, shampoo and lots and lots of other things to enjoy. Of course very big, warm towels couldn't be forgotten to complete this enormous luxury. 
Then there were the beds. They took about half a week each to bring a bed inside their apartment. It was hard to get all of the bedparts , because some of them got crushed by the steamrollers and cars. After a third attempt to get Vanessa's bed in the apartment, she just gave up and went with a coom full of matresses and dozens of pillows, so that she could sleep in every possible position that she wanted.

The first month felt like perfection for both of them and they really started to get used to living the life they were thrown into. They told each other many stories about when they were still having their GPS. About how stupid the people at school could be and how they were taught to grow up and how much they would had to study and work to maybe live in the apartment area.
But after a month it was where the things started to shift a little around them. It was first a weird feeling that something wasn't right. Not that they felt they did anything evil or something, but that they missed something important. That there was something they must have been doing instead of living like this. They had thought and talked a lot about the things that Morgan said. That they weren't ready yet back then. That he told Vanessa about a trinity thing , about abilities they could obtain. 
To David it was utter gibberish. Sure there were things that had improved since he lost his GPS. He healed quicker, he could run faster and longer. But that wasn't really out of the ordinary right? He was growing up after all. In a few weeks and he would turn 14. So he was bound to grow more muscle and grow taller right? Vanessa experienced the same as David on that matter.
"But David," she said at one night when they had cousily turned on the fireplace in the living room. The couches were surrounding the fire. and the shadows of David and Vanessa could be seen on the wall behind them. Vanessa had put a big piece of art there what looked like a bird that was flying over the city. It was actually a big town map, David had explained to her, but she only had eyes for the bird that covered about a quarter of the map. Ironically the exact corner where she had lived before. On the right east side of the town.
"What would those 'special abilities'  be then? Would that be like becoming invisible like Morgan?"
"I'm still not sure if it was invisibility. He could have hidden behind that boulder."
"What boulder?" Vanessa asked.
"It appaered when he was leaning against it, just before we reached the border and looked back at him," David recalled. 
"Then he wasn't just standing there like a mime then?" 
"Of course not," David said laughingly. 
"Could he have been watching us all this time then? Hiding behind things we cannot see?"
"That is possible, although I think he may have better things to do. He was already very distracted when he was talking to us."
"And he said there were more of him. So maybe we'll have to look for more people like Morgan? Perhaps they just walk around just like us."
"Yes, that's a start I think," David muttered. 
"A start of what?"
"I don't know. It just feels like the thing to do right now."
"Maybe we could attract their attention?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was thinking, since everything we touch is invisible to everyone here, and the Golems doesn't seem to mind us as long as we don't bother anyone else's normal life. Maybe we could put up a banner?"
"Like... 'V&D live here, hello!'  or something?" David laughed when he said it. It sounded silly. 
"Yes exactly!", Vanessa said. "And then we could maybe spot people looking up and reading it. If they do, we know they don't have a GPS right, at least if we touch the banner."

About a day or two later they had finished the banner. "Vanessa and David live here. Hello GPS-less people!" it said. They felt confident it would eventually give a reaction, while they continued their careless way of living. 
It was about a week or so that their doorbell rang. David walked in his silk pyjama's towards the door and opened it. It was Morgan. 
"Good morning", David said cheerily. "So you finally found us?" 
"Yes I did. What the hell were you thinking with that banner? You could've been killed as well!
"Wha..?", David said. He looked straight in the eyes of Morgan. He looked scared.  
"Dead! All of the people without a GPS that lived in the town. All three thousand of them!"