Stalker

Daddy Myers

Quietly, I kept tailing the one whom I have been following for quite a while. She had been staying on the outskirts the entire time. It was clear she was avoiding going towards the corn and where the house was located. Yet, I don't know why. My gut was telling me that she was trying to avoid getting detected period which was a little too late. If she hadn't crossed paths with myself and the other two, she'd still be perfectly fine. After finding out her little habit of letting the rest of us get killed one by one, I knew she was going to wait till she can get her escape from the area. But I did not let that happen. Oh no. I led the killer to her and I may have felt guilty and quite a bit of fear on top of that beforehand, but not anymore, I want her to be found out as the one who was going to let us all die first.

It had been a while since I had last seen Michael and nor have I heard any screams in the distance which was very much a good sign. It meant my other friends were safe. I pulled my phone from my back pocket and started recording Claudette's movements. It was better to have the evidence to back up what I say if I need to. But would it hold any weight if no one was hurt? Some is better than none at this point. I raised my phone up and began recording the girl just crouch walking literally everywhere around the property.

Once I felt like I had enough footage of what she had been doing, I stopped recording and put my phone away in my back pocket. This whole going around the property was quite annoying; it'd be nice to just walk on out but for some reason the fog was very thick still on the other side of the fence and there was some unseen force keeping us in. I stuck my hand against the boundary to test it myself and I felt an electric current that was very strong to the point I had to snatch my hand back very quickly as I felt tingles in my hand that shot up to my arm. We were truly stuck and I didn't know for how long. I really wanted to go back to the safety of my home. To go back to playing League of Legends. I was already missing my life.

At this rate, I was mourning over the life I had before I had stepped foot into the van. I may feel conflicted every now and again, but I knew I missed home. I missed feeling safe. I don't know if I'll even get that back. As the reality of my situation had begun to sink in, I felt tears gather in my eyes before falling down my cheeks. We should have stayed at the van. Once we saw the fog roll in, we should have stopped moving. I wiped the tears off my face as I sniffled quietly so I wouldn't attract attention to myself. That would be the worse thing for me right now.

As my arm hand began to feel normal again, I continued to follow the girl ahead of me. This was becoming very tedious and boring. I was getting too deep into my thoughts where I did not want to be. It was very hard on me emotionally. My steps had slowed down as my mind kept thinking of the things I will miss in a perpetual loop. I hadn't realized I stopped walking when I heard a crow next to me croak. I jumped from getting startled and finally got out of my head. My eyes looked around only to notice that I had lost track of Claudette.

As I looked around in a panic for the other girl, I saw nothing but the cornfield, a small wooden structure. My heart was beating in my chest hard as I realized I was alone for the first time that night. This wasn't ideal. I felt extremely alone. I had no one to keep me company, but I can't let that stop me from surviving. I can't let fear take over me; I won't. With my head held high, I continued to walk aimlessly around in the corn at first, trying to find my way towards the old rickety house. Was that even the meet up spot anymore? I tilted my head back to look at the dark blue sky, seeing bright sparkling stars taking in the view for it may be the last time I see them. I took a lot of things in my life for granted and now I have no way to make up for it. But of course, there was a slight chance I may survive this night.

While walking in the corn, I had no idea what direction I was in. Everything started to look the same after a while. I tried using my sense of hearing to detect anyone near me, but sadly there was no one still. I kept on walking as quietly as possible in the corn. Every now and again, I stepped on the stalks that had fallen which had created some noise. Every time I accidentally made a sound, I looked around to make sure, I wasn't getting hunted. And every time I was in the clear I felt relief. It felt odd to be paranoid and it was a feeling I did not like.