Possessed

Chapter 1

"Are you hungry?" Asked my sister, Jane Dawson.

These were the first words that had been spoken since we had started to drive away from the Benson house.

"Yeah, kinda." I replied lazily. We'd been driving for over two hours, only stopping for fuel and toilet breaks.

"Well." She said as we turned left at a crossroads. "There's got to be a restaurant or diner around here somewhere. We can stop for a bit and grab a bite to eat."

I agreed heartily at that plan, before returning my gaze to the window I was looking through previously.

We whizzed past farms, paddocks and herds of sheep. I couldn't really focus on anything, everything I saw just looked like a colorful blur, making me tired.

"Mark?" Jane questioned quietly. I looked away from the window and met her stare, which was full of worry. "Yes?" I asked.

"Are you OK?" She questioned, returning her eyes to the road.

"Of course I am." I told her confidently. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"Well, you just seem a little down." She said quietly.

Sure, I was feeling a little sad that we had to say goodbye to the Bensons, but we had to move on. The case was closed.

"Look." I said seriously. "I'm still a little shaky, but other than that, I'm fine. Really!" I laughed.

Before long, she was laughing too and the mood had changed.

We had helped the Bensons, saved their lives. That was definitely something to be happy about.

We continued driving for another twenty minutes, until I saw something in the distance.

"Jane." I said as I rolled down my window. "Drive a little slower, please."

She nodded, before slowing the car down to an easy pace. That's when I could see clearly.

It was a sign.

"Petersville." I read out loud. "Population: 856. All are welcome."

I turned to Jane, who had a thoughtful look one her face.

"That's a small town." She stated, picking up the pace of driving. "They're sure to have a restaurant somewhere, maybe even a little motel."

"Motel?" I questioned.

"Yeah." She said. "It's going to be dark soon. We should stay the night if we can. Do you want to?"

"Alright." I sighed. "I guess we can stay for a night."

A grin spread across Jane's face. I could tell she was getting sick of all this driving.

"Look!" She cried out, pointing with her free hand up ahead. "I think that's Petersville."

I stuck my head out my open window, trying to get a look.

Yep, there was another sign that we were approaching. It read, 'Welcome To Petersville!'

"Well, it looks like we've arrived." I sighed, sticking my head back into the car.

Then I heard Jane let out a yawn, before whispering quietly.

"Petersville, here we come....."