REC (Recording) (CANCELED TILL FURTHER NOTICE)

Orondale

A/N: Hey there readers, thanks for trying out my psychological horror story Recording, before we begin I devote this chapter to my good friend Jade Carter official who has been here helping me for months now so please do check her out.
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Rob: Honey are you sure about this?

I swerve left and right through the heavy rain pounding against the hood of my car, my headlights barely slaying the nocturnal shroud of the night in front of me as I juggle fact files, my laptop, a phone call and attempting to not become a car wreck.

Alisha: Yes I'm very sure!

Although the road I'm following is empty the weather isn't helping at all and the ominous shadow of trees off to my left and cliff side to my right create for a risky scenario if I were to lose control.

Rob: Just call me when you get there?

Alisha: Yeah sure baby, later.

I hang up my phone and drop it on the seat beside me and start looking through the files I have danced across the car. The town of Orondale is a small suburban British town out in the middle of nowhere beside Orondale Forest, the biggest section of land without any real civilization in Britain.

I look over to the backseat of my mini to see my trusty over the shoulder carrier bag that's been with me on all my journeys with my camcorder inside, I always find it easier to write if I can document the area but the real mission is if I can figure out what is causing all these children to go missing, usually I'd just sum it up to random abductions but it's becoming too common of a thing to just be random. Is it even abductions? What if it's them choosing to leave?

I'm suddenly snapped out of my thoughts when a black object dashes across my view like a bullet from a gun chamber and I instinctively turn with force throwing myself off the road and tumbling down a mudslide.

I get propelled and collide with the roof of my car as my vehicle is rag dolled and tossed around like a child shakes a toy. Besides the pain I managed to reach over and grab my shoulder bag and pull it close and attempt to reach down and hold onto something just to become a witness to the impeding ground my bumper is soon to hit.

I tense and take one last deep breath and I swear I see a flicker of my life flash before me when suddenly a loud crash is heard followed by a sudden halt which tosses me through my windshield...

Rob: Oh my God I felt it!

Alisha: She's a itty-bitty angel.

I look down at my sweet fiancé with his hands on my stomach smiling and looking up at me with his blue eyes behind those glasses and messy black hair.

Rob: Your bump is so small.

Alisha: She's small that's why.

Rob: Are we ready for this?

Although I may be out of job and he's all I can rely on and we're suck here in this small apartment I've never felt something so natural and right.

Alisha: We'll do it sweetie, we're ready.

I smile at him as he stands taking my hands in his and leaning down to kiss me, as our lips meet I suddenly feel the dirt, twigs and leafs beneath me as I return to the real world. My eyes flutter open to see a sky of dark blues and oranges staring back, I lay there for a few seconds as my body is numb.

I move my head around looking to my left and right to see trees knocked over and common British flora decorating the thick dirt. I manage to lift my hand and place it on my stomach.