Silver Rain

Chapter 11

Olivia was beyond bored. After Felix and Calvin left her and took the keys with them, all she had to do was stare out at the lush scene in front of her and worry about their return.

It was just like the previous day when she stared at nothing but the sterile white walls. Only this time, not only was she bored she also had a twinge of panic rising in her blood as each minute ticked by the longer the boys were not with her. So she tried to shove that fear deep within her and focused her mind elsewhere.

With nothing else to occupy her, Olivia's curiosity got the better of her. She glanced around the interior of the car and decided to snoop around. She opened the center console, shifting through the contents. Her heart leaped with unexpected happiness when she spotted a phone charger, immediately taking it out and plugging it into the car. Her phone had been dead for nearly three days.

The charging screen flashed to life as soon as she plugged it in. She continued shifting through the car's contents, waiting for her phone to come back to life. Olivia was a little concerned, considering she believed the car to be Felix's, when she found a Jonas Brothers CD, spare change, and a half-eaten muffin that now looked like it had mold growing on it.

Her eyes then settled on the glove box in front of her where Calvin had mentioned the gun. She didn't even want to open it and see the weapon. She felt like it would cause a beacon that sprouted a light into the sky, basically yelling 'Here she is! Fresh meat!'

For a moment, she hesitated, her mind filled with images of the creature that had attacked her in her apartment. The memory sent a shiver down her spine, but she quickly pushed it aside, determined to distract herself from the fear that threatened to consume her.

It wouldn't hurt to be safe, right?

She opened the glove box and immediately spotted the weapon. Olivia's heart skipped a beat as she laid eyes on the pistol nestled inside the glove box. It was a small but menacing presence, its metallic sheen catching the faint light filtering in through the car windows. She hesitated, her fingers hovering over the weapon as a wave of apprehension washed over her.

She knew little about firearms, having never handled one--or seen one outside of a movie--before in her life. The thought of wielding such a deadly weapon filled her with a mixture of fear and uncertainty. With trembling hands, Olivia reached for the pistol, her fingers closing around the cool metal as she carefully lifted it from the glove box. She took a moment to examine the weapon, noting its weight and feel in her hand. It was a strange and unsettling sensation, holding such power in her grasp.

Olivia looked up in time to see a figure emerging from the tree line. It had the same build and shape as the boys did. She wondered what Felix would say when he found out she snooped in his car. She wouldn't let him live down the Jonas Brothers CD and would definitely make him play it on the car ride back to the pack house. She'd even try to get him to eat the molding muffin.

But she realized with ultimate dread that the figure was staggering. He went from tree to tree, holding on to it for balance and to propel him move forward. Her dread increased when she realized that there was only one of them. Her stomach dropped wondering where the other boy would be. If Felix was somewhere in the forest bleeding out.

She tucked the pistol into the waistband of her jeans and fumbled for the door handle, her fingers slipping on the smooth surface in her haste. She finally managed to grasp it, her heart pounding in her chest as she pushed open the car door and stepped out into the cool night air.

"Calvin?" Olivia called, her anxiety peaking. "Where's Felix? Are you okay?"

The figure paused, its movements halting as it turned towards her showing her its grusome face. Olivia's breath caught in her throat, her blood running cold. Its twisted form loomed ominously in the darkness, its features contorted into a grotesque mockery of humanity. A dark, leathery face. Its cheeks were sunken in, lips shriveled up. Where its eyes should be were large gaping holes.