Evan

Chapter 10

Many detectives and police officers marched in and out of Evander's home. Paramedics from the Portland Medical Center helped each other carry out his parents's bodies on stretchers. He sadly watched them shove his deceased mom and dad into an ambulance truck. Many flashing lights lit the area up from the parked police cruisers and ambulance trucks. Evander watched it all out the window of the police car he was sitting in.

He couldn't get the gruesome images out of his head. The way they died shocked him more than the fact they died itself. All he could think about now was the massacre scene he'd just witnessed. The splattered cabinets covered in their blood. The blood ocean that covered an entire half of the living room. He just filled himself up with more fear the longer he thought of it.

He looked out the window and glanced at his room window on the house to see the light on inside. The light was the only thing he could see because the closed blinds blocked him from seeing anything else. A shadow of a person started moving around behind the blinds. He guessed it was one of the detectives or officers. The shadow then stood directly in front of the window as the blinds suddenly shot up, allowing him to see who it was in his room. It wasn't a detective or an officer. At first Evander couldn't tell exactly who it was, but after seconds of staring into the window, he soon realized that the figure looked exactly...like him. Evander blinked a few times to be sure he was seeing right. He still saw the same thing standing behind the window. A clone. The clone had Evander's appearance copied down to every detail. The afro, his height, and his thin body type. But besides physical features, the clone was also wearing the exact same clothing as he wearing at that very second. He even saw two dog tags hanging around the figure's neck.

"What the fuck?" Evander whispered, looking around him to see if anyone else noticed. When he turned and looked at the figure again, it was now grinning at him. He felt a chill slowly travel down his spine. Then he swallowed a lump of fear in a gulp. The clone grabbed the dog tags around it's neck and started shaking them slowly. Surprisingly he was able to hear the metal jingling all the way from outside. Soon, the jingling grew excruciating, hurting his ears. He covered his ears with his hands trying to keep the painful waves out. It only grew worse. His eardrums had be nearly out of his head.

"Ahh shit, man!" Evander yelled, pushing his hands against his ears more firmly and rolling across the back seat back and forth. He glanced up at the the window and saw that the clone now had red glowing eyes, still shaking the tags while wearing an even wider grin. Evander let out another painful scream and closed his eyes still trying to block out the pain.

"Damn!" He yells.

He could hear the insides of his own ears rattling. The vibration made the pain more intense. He could swear his ears were gonna start bleeding if this didn't stop. Luckily for him, the torment suddenly ended. The jingling noise stopped and the pain in his ears slowly faded away. He opened hie eyes and removed his hands from over his ears, looking out every window of the police cruiser to see if anyone else had experienced what he just did. Didn't look like it. Everyone was moving around and interacting normally. The detectives and officers were standing in the yard while others were still moving in and out of the house. The paramedics were in the truck getting ready to take off with the bodies.  Across the street Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson came stepping out of their house to see what was going on. From the looks of it, he was the only who had the weird experience.

"The hell was that about?" he mumbled, rubbing his aching head.

When looking up at his bedroom window this time, the clone was gone. Instead there was one of the detectives struggling to get the blinds back down. Evander fell back on the seat and let out a sigh of relief, glad he didn't see the red-eyed clone staring back at him again. He decided to pretend he never saw it.