Vanishing Dark

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FOUR

Three Months later

Violet, Abbie and I were walking down a dark alley. It smelled suspiciously of sweat, rotten food and urine. I couldn’t wait to get out of there.

“Remind me again, why we are here?” Violet said.

“I told you I’ve talked to the people around here and most of the people reported weird stuff happening here. Some even said that this place was haunted. Now I don’t believe even ghosts so I’m guessing it was someone with psychic abilities like ours.” Abbie told her.

“Yeah, but what if the ‘ghosts’ work for Schneider? Then we are dead meat.”

“We have to check it out Vy. At least if we want to have a chance of escaping him.” I said.

“Yeah fine.” Violet replied, not sounding very convinced. She hadn’t been very keen on this trip from the start because according to her whoever lived in a dump like this couldn’t be trusted.

There was a loud explosion a little ahead of us. It had caused huge flames which were coming dangerously close to us now. If we didn’t act fast we would be engulfed in the flames.

“Zoe! Do something. Use water somehow to put off those flames. Now!” Violet screamed.

“I can’t! Not unless there is water nearby. There isn’t any. The heat has sucked this place dry. Run! Go inside one of these doors.” I said.

Without looking back I ran into an open door beside me and closed the door so that the flames wouldn’t hurt me inside. Of course that was a stupid logic since the door was wooden. I went as far inside as I could. The place I had just entered had rows and rows of cabinets. It somehow reminded me of a bar albeit very dusty. Then I started getting worried about the others. Had they been able to get inside another place safely or had I just selfishly left them outside to die? But of course coward little me didn’t go out to see if they were alright. There was something about flames that freaked me out more than an ordinary person. As I was leaning against one of the cabinets while sitting on the floor I heard shuffling in front of me.

“What a friend.”

When I finally looked up I saw two girls standing against a cabinet in front of me. How had I not noticed them before? They were wearing identical brown tank tops, black tights and grey sneakers. But the remarkable thing was that they were identical to the very last feature. They both had frizzy curly brown hair up to their shoulders and brown eyes. It was obvious that they were identical twins but they had gone out of their way to look alike. I was so shocked by the circumstances that I didn’t even think of reading their past.

“Who are you?” I asked them.

They were so identical that I wondered if I had started hallucinating.

“We should be the ones asking you.” The one on the left said.

“Yeah, you’re the one trespassing.” The other chimed in. They had identical voices which made me even surer that this was not real.

“You’re a bad friend you know. I would’ve at least checked if they were okay.”

Great, as if I wasn’t already feeling guilty, now I need the creepy twin sisters to tell me what a crappy friend I was.

“This is none of your business. And if you guys are so amazing then why don’t you go out and save their lives?”

“They aren’t our friends. And we are in more danger than your friends are.”

“Why? What caused the explosion?”

When I asked the question both of them looked at each other apprehensively and then one of them said,” Not what. Who.”