Ca-caw! Ca-caw! The sound of a crow woke James up, the droning sound of nothingness filling his ears after. Opening his eyes, light glowing through the tarp dimly lit the interior of the car. Shifting around to sit up, he stretched out his back and let out a yawn.
Ca-caw! Ca-caw! The crow called out again. Its voice resounded in Jame's ears, and he instinctively shook his weary head to knock the sound out. Strangley, it sounded as if the voice of the bird echoed down a tunnel.
Ca-caw! Ca-caw! The call of the crow sounded normal to him again.
Scooching across the backseat of the vehicle towards the door, he pulled on the handle and slowly pushed the door open along with the tarp and the branches and leaves on top of it. Lifting the tarp over the top of the car, the rising sun filtering through the trees blinded him. And stepping out of the car, the crow once again called out, almost beckoning him over.
"You want something?" James looked around to see where the crow was.
Ca-caw! James looked over towards the guard shack, where the bird was perched on a board with many papers nailed onto it.
James shut the door and walked over, expecting the crow to fly off, but it never did as he stood in front of the board with the bird curiously looking down at him.
"Why don't you fly away?" James asked the crow.
The crow cocked its head and stared at James with its beady black eyes before screeching its call out again.
"Christ, keep it down," James said, wincing. Pulling out his phone to check the time, he spoke to the bird again as if it could understand him, "I have to go birdy, the staff will be here soon."
But as James began to walk away, the bird screeched out loudly and started flapping its wings wildly.
Jame's brow furrowed as he turned back. The bird stopped its sqauking and flapping and once more cocked its head.
He stepped back up to the board, "What is it?" He thought, and then it clicked. Jame's dream was foggy to him, but he remembered what he was told. He needed direction, and this must have been it like how in the book the knight was also led by a bird.
The crow looked down at the board towards the papers, bobbing it's head up and down towards them.
James looked at all the washed-out papers. At the forefront of the worn-out papers were some eligible ones. One was for a missing pet, another was an advertisement for a job with tabs with a phone number on them, a missing person's poster of himself, and another advertisement but for a state park.
He shook his head as he didn't know what he was looking for. The crow squaked again, and James once more winced at the sound.
"Ok, ok. How about this," he held out his finger, pointing at one of the papers. James pointed across the board, making sure he went over every paper, until the bird started flapping its wings and squaking violently.
"This?" James asked as the bird continued to make a fuss. His finger landed on the advertisement for the state park, one not too far away.
Taking out his phone, James took a picture to make sure he couldn't forget the address and name printed on the paper. Looking back up to where the bird was perched, it was now gone.
"This must be it," James looked at the picture he took and walked to his car.
He swept the branches and leaves he placed on the tarp off and drew the tarp off the car. Making sure no one knew he was here, he placed the tarp back in the shed. Stepping into the car's drivers seat, he typed the name of the state park into the GPS and set it in one of the cup holders with the sound turned up. Looking back to the board outside, the crow was still gone, and with no reason to stay here any longer, he left.
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Running With the Devil (SCP Fanfic)
FanfictionJames Deckart is perceived as a normal young man attending college, but that is not the case. James has already been involved in a secret world without even knowing it, and he must uncover the secrets of his family and protect his friend he meets al...
