Forsaken

Chapter Three: The So Called Sin

My lids, heavy with the need of rest fought to stay closed as I put all my strength into lifting one open.

Smoke was everywhere filling my lungs and burning the hairs of my nose.

I fought to stay conscious, to lift my head, to do anything.

But some force, some unmistakable gravity left me rooted to the floor, clutching my body in an unyielding embrace.

I hadn't the energy or half the mind to command my body to do anything but look on, lazily focusing on the source of billowing smoke.

The front of the truck was pushed in, its engine wrapped around nearly half of the trunk of the oak tree. The scene lying just right of the back road.

The trucks hazard lights were on and I could faintly heard the low hum of a blasting horn going off, but my ears wet with a foreign feeling couldn't seem to pick up anything more than the current sound.

A large mass sat unmoving in the middle of the road, one I scarcely beckoned we were previously driving on. Squinting my eyes I tried to focus on it, willing the edging black and gray stars to simply leave.

My vision dipped then swirling and slanting at different angles, making my head hurt with the sudden motion. I closed my eyes willing the pain and movement to cease.

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Registering only the movement of a blink, I was alarmed when my eyes reopened and I was surrounded in darkness but rather in a light glow of sunlight as the eerie sky gave way to a hint of orange that leaped greedily across my vision.

"Mosses" a women wailed, outside of my field of vision.

Urging my head to swivel just slightly, I tried to focus on the street.

It was...strange, what I had thought to be just a dark mound of dirt, or maybe a medium-sized boulder... wasn't.

 lying in the middle of the road was a large pale body.

Its chest was pushed in the width of tire tracks and his head was... was odd.

"Help!!!!" the women screamed louder, 

Her hands bringing the body's head to rest in her lap.

She was choking, body shuddering, sobs screeching out into the day.

But the body was still unmoving,

He was dead.

She wailed out again clutching harder to the male's head.

"Moses, get up"!

I closed my eyes, the overwhelming feeling of intrusion washing over me. This was a private moment, one I no longer wished to intrude on.

"Julina?" A man called from somewhere far to the right of me. I could hear his thundered steps as he ran across the far-field. His presence an unmistakable force in the night.

"Julina!!!, where are you" the voice was closer now, his form just to the right of the truck.

I watched him, his dark form shifting from shadow to shadow as he edged nearer to the back road, nearer to the hysterical women.

He stopped suddenly, his presence looming over the wreckage. His head lifting slowly, pointing to the sky.

Even from as far away as I was, I could still hear the large intake of breath he took, still watch his body clench with fury.

"Get up... please just get up." The woman wailed once more.

She had wrapped her hands around his head, her arms violently shaking as she tried to revive him.

I blinked again, and suddenly the night was even brighter, the sky now taking on colors of pink and yellow, a sign that sunrise was near.

There were more of them now, four I thought.

Three men stood by the dead body; while another young teenager stood working furiously to pry the driver's side door off the front of the trunk.

"Julina we have to go." The first man I saw that night spoke. His words low with the start of a threat.

He tried to grab the women who once cradled the dead man's head. She wailed loudly, wrapping herself around the dead body.

"Julina get a grip! We need to leave!."

He grabbed her shoulders harshly, growling the words out to her.

"No he's not gone, he can't be gone." She slobbered, dragging her face across the body's chest.

The man let out a deep sigh as he reached down and grabbed the woman, pulling her tight to his chest.

She fought him, screaming and writhing as she tried to escape his grasp.

He just held on, just held her. Protecting her with his body.

She stopped then, opting to wrap herself around him, to bury her head in his shoulder.

I could still hear her soft cries; her murmured please of disbelief.

He pulled her tighter, rubbing her back.

"He's dead....he's really gone." She whispered into his neck. Allowing her body to go limp, as she could no longer stand the onset of such strong emotions.

"Shh..." he whispered into her hair, his previous demeanor of frantic anger now replaced with authoritative care.

Heads simultaneously snapped towards the still smoking vehicle as the sound of screeching metal took flight into the lightening sky.

The other man had succeeded, the cab door now lying burnt and deformed on the wet ground.

The young man not wasting time leaped into the dark of the truck and out of my field of vision.

He was back within seconds, a grim look etched upon his features.

"Their dead Jedidiah."

The man holding the women nodded,

"Something flew out of that windshield; find it, and dispose of it. Nerf and Nephi." he turned to the other two men standing there with him. 

"bring Moses."

Jedidiah took off then, he's noticeable bare feet pounding effortless against the grave rock of the back road, if I was even a little bit in my right mind, I would've found it odd to see a half-naked man sprinting towards the woods carrying a completely unclothed woman.

It probably would've been even stranger if I had the focus to watch as the other two men carried a naked dead body carefully into the woods, following ever so closely in pursuit of the duo.

"Jedidiah!...what do I do with the dead bodies?" The young man yelled after them.

I couldn't see the other men or woman anymore, but I could still hear his deep voice as he called back to the Youngman who stood warily next to the burnt truck.

"Burn them."

The young man nodded and reached into his jean pockets, fishing out a small matchbox.

I couldn't see him as he walked around the far side of the truck, but I could only assume he had thrown a  match into the gas tank as the contents of the truck burst into flames.

I don't know if it was the burning heat, or the glowing light that seemed to consume the world, maybe even the sound breaking screams that seemed to pierce the air,   but something, something I couldn't put my finger on in my state of incomprehension  finally did set a clear picture to my foggy state.

A picture that had me screaming as I watched my entire life be consumed in flames.

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