Can you feel me? I thought as I stood across the street looking at the dorm wondering which room the boy the boy was in. Can you sense my mind like you did at the hotel? Do you know I'm out here waiting for you?
No you don't because you would be terrified if you did. You did not sense me lurking in the darkness, watching you, waiting for the right moment to strike.
My heart begins to beat faster at the thought. My mouth us dry, my palms begin to sweat and I find it difficult to breathe.
I want to rush into the dorm and find you. Take you from your nice warm bed and drag you into the darkness kicking and screaming.
I do like it when boys like you scream. I find their pleas and cries so intoxicating.
And then there is the fear in their eyes.
Oh how I love the fear.
I can't wait until I see the fear in your eyes. The panic, the terror.
I can just taste.
But I must be patient. I have to wait for the right moment. When he is alone, without his protectors around him.
And then I will strike.
And he will be at my not so tender mercy.
I reach out to him again hoping to connect with him. Do you feel that boy. The cold shiver racing up your spine. The sense of someone walking on your grave. The sudden rush of dread.
That is me.
Just a taste of what you are going to feel when I have you.
I laugh at the though of him being pulled from his sound sleep, shooting straight up in his bed, sweat clinging to his body as he looked around in the darkness for me.
And then him relax when he realizes I'm not there. And slowly going back to sleep believing himself to be safe.
But you are not safe child. Your kind is never safe from me. So lull yourself into a false sense of security as you fall asleep.
Good night boy I thought as I walk to my car. Sleep tight.
Because your peace will not last long.
The reckoning is coming.
And I am the instrument of judgment.
I take one last look at the campus and then get to into my car as I imagine having him in my grasp. I smack my lips in anticipation.
Soon I thought. Soon.
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Jason and Justin
General FictionJason Coleman is an eighteen high school graduate who has been taken care of his brother since he was twelve. When he goes out of state to attend college he does not trust his parents to be responsible for him and convince them to enroll him in the...
