The Operator

He's Watching You..

Not long after Adrian left I began to hear voices. Like... Tons of whispering and it was kinda driving me off the edge... They.. they were all whispering to me the same thing but at different times so it overlapped and... I just wanted it all to end.

I really couldn't take this anymore...

My hands went up to cover my ears as I began to scream. My bedroom door opened and the chatter stopped.

I uncovered my ears and sat up in my bed. My hands were all shaky and there was a ringing in my ears.

"Karen. Karen are you okay?" My mom asked making her way over to me.

"The voices. The-the voices they won't stop mom." My eyes went around the room and then met up with my hers. "Make them stop!" I said as I began to cry out to her. I wanted them to stop.

"Karen it's okay." She said sitting beside me and pulling me into her arms. "There's no one here. There are no voices."

"There are!" I yelled at her. "They just stopped." I sobbed into her chest for what seemed like hours wishing it would all end. Wishing that I never started this.

This was my own fault.

"Honey, you need help." My mom said sniffling. "I don't know what else to do."

"You saw it on the news. I'm not the only crazy one mom."

She sighed not believing it at all. No one believed me. "He was crazy and suffering after the death of his daughter. He may have killed her himself and couldn't live with it."

"No. It's him. It's all him. He's torturing his victims to the break of insanity!"

"You're too young to be thinking this way Karen. Get some sleep."

"A need to take a shower. I-I need to take a shower." I said shakily getting up and away from her bewildered that she didn't believe me. How could she not believe me? Why would I lie about this kind of thing?

I went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. For once... I could think. For once... He wasn't looking over my shoulder and whispering in my ear. I took the moment for advantage and stayed in the shower for at least an hour before I got out.

I wrapped my towel around myself and opened the bathroom door. All the lights were cut off in the house.

I looked around carefully feeling my heart sink down in my chest and I walked forward feeling for anything that would support my fall if I did happen to fall.

One more step and my foot walked into something warm and really really thick. A light came on above me and I saw that it was blood. I wanted to scream but nothing came out. I was stopped by a hand that covered my mouth to silence me.

"Shh." He said pulling me back. "Don't you make a sound." I stepped back with him shaking like crazy and then seeing the body by my bedroom door. I couldn't help the tears that fell from terror and cluelessness. "I did what you asked." He said really close to my ear tightening his grip around my waist. "I killed him. I-I killed him for us. Now help-help me clean it up. We have to clean it up. Try not to scream." He let me go and I stumbled and fell into the pool of blood before me face first.

I looked up with my face and hair covered in blood and saw the lifeless body that lay in front of my door. A guy, but he had no eyes.. They were replaced with bloody sockets that still bled and his mouth that was still gaped open in horror.

I didn't even realize I was screaming until I was silenced by a hand that went down on my shoulder.

My voice caught in my throat and I looked around frantically seeing none of which I saw five seconds ago.

"Karen what's wrong?" My mom said helping me to my feet.

"Nothing. I- I uh fell and hurt myself." I lied trying to catch my breath but then out of nowhere I decided to ask, "Mom, what happened to dad?"

She looked away and shrugged laughing. "He left. He left when you were young." She said looking at me. "He left." She repeated again. "Now get some sleep and be careful. I'm sorry I cut off all the lights."

She walked away to her room and left me standing in the hall.

I looked down at the foot of my door and then behind me.

She was lying. I could tell she was lying. He didn't just leave. He was killed.