The Corruption

Chapter 28 - High Speed Chase

"At about 3 AM, I heard a strang noise outside my house. It was a repeating thump that vibrated off the walls. This sound stopped after about five minutes, and I tried going back to sleep until it began again, about half an hour later. I was just about ready to get out of my bed and check it out. That night I had locked the doors and the back doors to my house just before eating dinner and going to sleep. I've always had a fear of someone breaking into my house or a monster coming to get me, but that night I was too tired to even bother brushing my long hair out of my eyes.

I bumped into a table trying to find the light switch to the hallway and I switched it on, right when I hear my phone go off. I got a text from an unknown number, that said "Forget, don't regret." I was so scared I just about wanted to cry, but I kept cool and tried staying calm. I gently put my phone down as if it was going to explode, and walked back over the to entrance of the hallway. Leaned up against the wall, I looked left and right making sure no one was there. No one was, which I should've expected, but I kept walking and suddenly had to go to the bathroom.

I was already standing so I continued walking to the bathroom, just to see a gray-hooded man, with his back facing towards me. He had a knife, and bandages on his hands that crept up to his elbows. He had brown cargo pants and a sturdy brown belt, above his polished black boots, and a gray T Shirt. A gray scarf nestled his hood into place. He was leaned to the right as if he was drunk. I suddenly, no longer had to go to the bathroom, and my only goal was to get the hell out of there, but the stranger before me was too quick. That night, I became a monster that I used to be scared of all those nights before."

This was what an unknown voice said from the radio in the firetruck. Today was a new day. The entire crew was sitting inside the firetruck. Liam was driving and Nate was sitting next to him, looking out the car window, refusing to look at Liam or the couple behind him in the backseat through the rear view mirror. He just kept facing the window with a gloomy expression. Derek put Nate's odd attitude in the back of his mind and left it be, not thinking about it and put his arm around Kaleigh as she rested on his shoulder. Kaleigh was daydreaming while she listened to the radio. She was the most interested in the broadcast because of the scary videos she used to watch as a kid. She also read scary stories at the library, ones that weren't scary at all and ones that would keep her awake at night, but she would read them no matter how good it was. This memory she had seemed to be locked in her past, where she could never go back, and never experience again.

That feeling you get when you are almost exactly sure someone is staring at you. You feel exposed, your hair stands on the back of your neck, you start to tingle and something urges you to turn around. That's what Liam felt. He was willing to bet money that they were being followed. Because of the blood red sky and the foggy road it was hard to see more than fifteen feet, but almost every few seconds Liam would see a dark figure in the rear view mirror. The dark figure must have been fast since it could still be seen even though Liam was pushing on the pedals. He didn't want to waste the fuel tank so he didn't floor it, but he sped up as much as he could without making too much noise and still couldn't escape this dark figure's view. "What the fuck.." he whispered, as he squinted at the rear view mirror. Liam thought he had no other choice. He tightened his grip on the wheel and, without a word, floored it.