Nameless

Nameless 3

"Polka dot donut."

"Stripey donut."

"That's not a word!"

"Yes it is!"

The two seventh graders bickered as they walked home from school.

"Have you heard of the Nameless?" one of them said.

"No?" the other said, confused as to what this had to do with Donut.

"Okay so the story is that everytime a young girl is brutally murdered and she wants revenge, she haunts the area she was killed. Their killer line is-

"Don't run. Come play." a voice whispered.

"Yeah! Didn't you just say you didn't know what they were?"

"I don't know what they are. I don't even know what you're talking about." she nervously played with the ends of her brunette hair.

"Of course you do. You just said their line." the blond stopped and put her heavy bag down.

"I can help. Don't run." The voice whispered.

"Cut it out, man. That's really creepy." the brunette whispered putting her bag down also and looking around.

"Its not me. Holy hell!" the blond shrieked, grabbing her friend's arm and pointing.

A shadow of a girl stood in front of them. Two glowing blue orbs peered at the seventh graders. The body was pure black, nothing but an outline.

"What is that?" the brunette hissed and backed up.

"It's a Nameless. Stop moving or it'll kill you." The blond hissed back, her nails digging into her palms in an effort not to turn and run.

"Why would I not move?! I'm getting out of here." the brunette ran.

"Don't run. Come play." it said, taking a step forward.

"Please don't hurt her." The blond begged, not moving an inch.

"DON'T RUN!!" it screeched, lunging for the brunette.

She flew backwards with a scream, her body hitting a tree on the side of the road.

"Andy!!" Tears fell out of the blond's eyes when she heard nothing.

"I can help. Don't run." It said, its nondescript, pure black face right in front of the blond's.

"Help her." she whispered.

"I can't help. Don't run."

"Why not?"

"Don't run. Come play." it whispered back, reaching up and cupping one of the blond's tearstained cheeks before fading away.

"Why not?" the blond whispered again as she fell to her knees, briefly, before going unconscious.

"Don't run. Come play." a voice whispered, a black shadow winding it way across the floor.