The Saviours from The Void

Who Said What Now?

Kyle woke up. It was early morning, the sun was peeking out from behind the mountains outside of town. The sky was a beautiful blue that slowly lightened to is usual light blue color. Kyle had been aching all over. He remembered what had happened to him the night before. The woman, the creature. He rubbed his head a bit. That thing! What the hell was it?!

He got up of the dewy grass and headed for the park exit. Saturday mornings never seemed that big a deal to Kyle, but they were still his favorite of all the mornings of the week. On Saturday mornings Kyle didn't have to wake up super early. He passed his neighbor's house. "Good morning Junior," Miss Hadley said from her garden. Miss Hadley was a short old lady with ginger hair and a face wrinkled like a towel. She was always nice to Kyle, but Kyle hated her niceness.

"Hey Ms. Hadley,"Kyle said. He stepped up the stairs to his porch and plopped down into the armchair before he stretched across to knock on the door. He sat there for about ten minutes without being answered. Where's dad? Kyle got up a peered through his windows. The house was still and silent. No one sat in his dad's favorite chair, no one was around the island in the kitchen. The house was completely empty. Kyle became worried. He searched for his cellphone and dialed up Tianna as soon as he found it.

Hello? Tianna said from the other end of the line.

T, have you heard anything from my dad?

No. Why?

Well, he's not home.

Check the gym.

Sure. Kyle hung up, smirking at Tianna's joke. She knew him so well. Kyle stepped off the porch and began for the gym, but as soon as he got to the end of the road, his phone began ringing.

HELLO! Kyle's father yelled on the other end of the line.

Ouch! Yes Dad!? Kyle answered shaking his ear back to functioning.

Well, I tried calling the house phone but SOMEBODY wasn't home!

Sorry, but... something came up, okay?

Whatever, I'm in jail. Kyle Snr. said plainly.

What!!!??

Yeah, just get over here. He hung up the phone. Kyle put up his phone and sighed. He wondered what his father could've done to be in jail. Then he thought, It's my dad, and smirked to himself. Kyle started for the police station. He walked all the way there, by himself, in a town that just last night seemed haunt to him. His mind kept trailing back to that thing he saw. The black figure kept re-emerging in his mind, scaring him at every moment of recollection. His ego got the better of his thinking, and he decided to think that what he saw was just his imagination. Kyle turned the corner of the bar, then turned the corner of the strip-club, then turned the corner of the church. Kyle stopped for a second and recalled his mother's funeral, a single memory casted a single tear out of his system. Then he began walking again, and turned the corner to see the police station. the small red, white and blue building seemed even more rundown from the last time Kyle had seen it. That was eight years ago, on a field trip. Now, the walls were broken and charred, the colors seemed to be running off for dear life and the stench- YUCK.

I am not gonna look forward to this.