Chapter 3

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I recognize someone i would rather have not recognized

            When I woke up the first thing I noticed was that there were pale people everywhere.  I was in the middle of the mall.  Watching everyone go by.  It was strange because everyone looked like they were related.  They all had pale skin, red eyes, and looked like models.  I got to my feet and started walking.  Suddenly everyone looked at me and hissed.  They all had giant deadly fangs.  I froze, my blood running cold.  What was this?

            They all began advancing on me.  I tried to run but one of them grabbed me by my collar and threw me 20 feet across the mall.  I landed on the floor and skidded across the waxed surface.  I tried to lift myself up but I could only manage to lay on my side.  I whimpered at the burns on my arms and the throbbing in my ribs. 

            I was grabbed and lifted up again.  Before  I could react, someone thrusted a knife into my neck and I felt the blood draining from my body.  In place of the blood raged a fierce fire.  I struggled to free myself but my strength was ebbing fast.  I was dying.

                                                            

            I woke up from the vision.  My stomach jerked violently and I vomited to the side.  I moaned.  I wiping the bile and foamy saliva from my mouth, I got to my feet.  I looked around, I was still in the front yard.  No one had even noticed my episode.

 I didn’t know how long I had been under.  The sun was still in the same spot in the sky so  I guessed maybe half an hour.

            No one was around still.  I was alone.  I pulled out my cell phone and dialed Emily's number.  I was about to activate the call when a movement at the edge of my vision caught my attention.

            I looked up.  There was a familiar pale man in the street.  He was just standing there, right in the middle of the street no less.  The weirdest part was that he was looking at me, right at me.  I stared at him and a chill crept up my spine.  Goosebumps sprouted on my arms.  He was smiling now.  A big crooked smile.  Then I blinked and he was gone.

            My heart pounded.  I tried to think of where I had seen him before.  Could I have seen him at the store, or the mall?  Maybe the park?  That’s was it.  I had seen him at the park. Sitting on a bench…

            My blood ran cold.  This had not been in real life.  He had been sitting on the park bench in my vision yesterday.  I panicked.  I was seeing things again.  It had to be.  I needed more medication that’s it.

            I tried to re-dial Emily's number but my fingers fumbled over the buttons and I misdialed it several times.  When I finally got it right it began to ring.  I was relived Emily would know what to do.

            I heard a click then "hello?"

            "Emily!"  I exclaimed.  "I had another vision.  It was about the white people.  I died in it.  Then I woke up and saw one.  Then I looked and he was gone…"

            "Wait!"  Emily screamed  "Slow down.  You had another vision?"

            "Yes,"  I said.

            "are you ok?"  She asked.

            "Yes, my nerves are just frazzled," I said.

            "I'll be right there,"  Emily said.  Then I heard a click.  She had hung up.

I snapped my phone shut and sat on my front porch to wait for Emily.  I was surprised to see that she had arrived only after a few minutes.  She must have sprint the whole way in order to get here in such good timing.

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