Whispered promises

Chapter 2

Chris Argent jolted awake, his heart pounding in his chest as he clung to his consciousness, the visceral sense of terror and helplessness overwhelming him.

In the darkness of the bedroom, he could hear Katrina's anguished cries echoing in his mind, piercing his very soul. Throwing the covers aside, he rushed to the door, stumbling slightly as he made his way down the hallway towards his daughter's room.

As he reached for the doorknob, a sudden chill swept through him, and he froze, his hand trembling. The door was ajar, the soft light from the hallway spilling into the silent room. Christopher's breath caught in his throat as he pushed the door open, his eyes frantically searching for any sign of Katrina.

The bed was empty, the covers rumpled, and a sense of dread gripped him. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushed to the window, his gaze darting across the moonlit landscape, desperately seeking any clue as to his daughter's whereabouts.

And then he saw it - a shadowy figure slipping through the trees, a limp form cradled in its arms. Christopher's heart raced as he recognized the familiar silhouette of Katrina, her pale face barely visible in the darkness.

"Katrina!" he cried out, his voice ragged with panic as he tore out of the house, sprinting towards the treeline. But even as he ran, he knew that he was too late, that the shadowy figure was moving with a speed and purpose that he could not match.

Bursting into the woods, Christopher could hear the distant sound of a vehicle roaring to life, the gravel crunching beneath tires as it sped away. He pushed himself harder, his lungs burning, his legs aching, but the darkness swallowed the retreating figure, and his daughter's cries faded into the night.

"Katrina!" he screamed, his voice echoing through the trees. "Katrina!" He yelled again .

Suddenly, the sound of movement behind him caused him to whirl around, his eyes searching the darkness. "Victoria? Allison?" he called out, his voice desperate and hoarse.

As his wife and younger daughter emerged from the shadows, their faces etched with fear and ......

Victoria immediately calmed argent down as he jolted awake his heart pounding in his chest as he clung to his consciousness, the visceral sense of terror and helplessness overwhelming him.
Once argent gathered his thoughts and managed to calm himself Victoria spoke . "Same dream ?" She asked lowly . "Yeah " he answered because he knew what dream he meant . He laid back down and Victoria laid gently on his chest to provide him the comfort he needed . "We'll find her one day " Victoria promised him , knowing he blamed himself for her disappearance .

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History Class well was easy not to sound like a smart ass but it was for me . But our history teacher had a knack for picking on people . "Sommers would you take this opportunity to answer ?" Mr tanner asked a girl from the back . I turned around to girl with Dark blonde hair and brown eyes . "Ah no I'm good " sommers replied towards him . "Stilinki peral harbour ?" Mr tanner asked Stiles's . "Umm " stiles startled was having trouble to answer as he shrunk himself in his chair hoping to disappear from embarrassment. so I took the initiative spare him the embarrassing stares he was getting of students in the class . "December 7th 1941 " I answered for him confidently . "Thank you miss Stilinki " coach said Sarcastically clearly enjoying the moment at stiles's expense . I grab my water from my bag .

"Anytime " I said as stiles sent me a grateful smile from his desk which I returned in response. "Alright fall of Berlin Wall " Mr tanner asked looking to me . "1989" I answered . "I'm good with dates sir " I informed history teacher . "Are you ? How good ? Keep it to the year ?" He said as I nodded in response .