Until Dark

Chapter 2

As I walked home with the strange letter in my hand. I looked at it over and over again.

Everything about the letter didn't look right. The envelope was odd and seemed to be immiting and eerie glow The handwriting looked rushed and mysterious, as if they had never learned English spelling, with loops and lines in places there shouldn't be. The letter itself, didn't look of this Earth.

I kept walking. The closer I got to my house the more I wanted to open the letter. I don't know really why I didn't open it in the ally. I guess that I didn't want to make a scene or scream or anything like that, Because for all I know it could say something like "You will be murdered tonight".

I kept walking down the street toward my house as someone violently pushes to the ground from the side. As I try to get up the person pushes me harder.

What was their problem?

I thought. Maybe if I started to scream at the top of my lungs someone would hear me and come to help. I just as I opened my mouth, an other mysterious man pushed the person on top of me away.
The other man started to sprint down the street. Probably not wanting to get caught. Hopefully I will never see him again.

The mysterious man gently helped me up.

"Thank you!"

I said happily. The man looked more a like a teen and I handsome teen at that. He had beautiful amber hair with a soft and almost gentle look on his face but his eyes showed a deep saddnes that someone so young shouldn't have.

"Do you still have the letter?"

He said in a sirius manner, but I bearly heard it. I was still admiring his mysterious eyes. There was something off but beautiful about them, something I had seen before. In a memory, deep in my mind. The more I thought about it, the deeper it seemed to retreat into my mind. There was something I was missing but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Your letter?"

He said, getting impatient. His tone snapped me out of my trance.

"Yeah, I still have it.

I stammered, stumbling over my words.

"Wait, how  did you know about the letter?"

"Ah... I have to go!"

He stammered, almost tripping over his feet as he ran away. I yelled at him, from where I stood, but he didn't even look back.

"Well that was very odd."

I said to my self. The night seemed to grow darker, as I stood there, not really sure what I should do. I seemed to notice the shadows more than I did before. My heart was pounding in my chest, creating a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. Fear. Never in a hundred year, did I think I would be scared of walking home alone.