High Places

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High places

I am, was a reporter for a newspaper called the daily oracle. I was small time, doing articles on the least interesting things that shouldn't even be classed as news .like how to arrange a flower bed and stupid things like that. I wanted to move up in the reporter ranks because i was sick and tired of my boring life up to that point. I next to begged the director of the company for one chance, only one to show my true potential. Surprisingly he gave me a chance. In joy i told him i wouldn't let him down and that he would be proud and all that crap. He cut me off and told me to go into the country, to a woodland that needs to be shown to the world. I asked why, he said "you will see". That night I got home and researched this woodland for hours, it wasn't what i expected. Murder's, disappearance's and suicides. Thinking that it only was stupid conspiracy theories, the next morning i got into my volvo and left for the countryside. As i watched from my window i watched the intoxicated and built up city slowly turn into the blissful and quiet plains of the countryside. I had been traveling for roughly two hours now and was getting hungry because I had left in such a rush i forgot breakfast. so the next services i came across i stopped for something to eat. As i pulled into the services i noticed it was close to empty, so i took a parking space and got out. Walking across the car park i started feeling nauseous and began to stumble. In a flash, pain rushed up through my body and as i opened my eyes in shock and agony i saw her. She walked towards me as i fell on my knees and then she whispered,

"y o u a r e t h e o n e ."

She then knelt down and screamed a scream that was the most blood curdling and horrific scream i had ever heard. then in a split second, i blacked out.

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