Who's There

Chapter 3- Violent Means

She'd tried to forget all about the protest that she was supposed to be staging and almost succeeded until she heard a blood curdling scream and the phone rang ominously. 

"Hello" Crimson whispered fearfully, gripping the receiver until her knuckles turned white. It was almost as though her blood had frozen solid in her veins and her eyes bulged anxiously. She mouthed a curse as she heard heavy breathing on the other end of the line. 

"Crimson," The hissing voice said, chuckling maniacally and Crimson imagines the caller curling their lips into a sneer. She suffered in revulsion and terror "You haven't done as I've asked you naughty girl. So I had to act,  you see. Go outside and you will see my warning. I will know if you don't" 

She hesistated just for a moment and the voice continued "Do it or I shall kill your family. You are too useful to me at the moment. Be warned, I am not above killing you and finding another if you continually disobey me."

Trepidation rising in her veins and threatening to spill over into hysteria, she carefully walked over to the door and pulled open the latch. She immediately retreated , gasping and retching. Well and truly panicking, tears in her eyes. She wanted to scream but it got stuck in her throat as she stared in front of her unseeing. This cannot be happened she repeated in her head like a mantra, but deep down she knew that this was real. There was no possibility of hallucination. There was no mistaking the fact that lying on the floor in front of her was the corpse of a young woman, her mouth wide open in mid cry. There was a deep stab wound to her stomach and her head was surrounded by a pool of blood. Her once white dress was covered in dark red stains as her hands clutched at the blade, embedded firmly in her stomach. It was her eyes that stilled Crimson and frightened her to the core. They were glassy and blank but there was the strong site of her abject horror represented in the depths of her green eyes. This poor, seemingly innocent woman was dead and so would many more if Crimson did not acquiesce to her tormentor's sick demands. She would have to convince the governments or innocenct people would lose their lives, her and her family included. How would she tell anyone though? How would she ensure that her tormentor was taken down without dragging her with them? She was being blackmailed, forced against her will. She could not be arrested for this. 

Shakily, she picked up the receiver again and the voice spoke "Well will you obey me this time? Do as I ask and no one shall get hurt but ignore me and I will bring the full weight of my wrath down of this Earth like no one has ever seen before"

However, before Crimson could ask how she was supposed to go about it the phone call was abruptly ended and Crimson sighed, shoulders falling as she allowed herself to sob, for herself, for her family, for the woman and her family and for the world. Then she decided to phone the police and say there'd been a murder. Unfortunately it was too late for an ambulance now. After speaking the police and saying she knew nothing about it, she began to devise varying ways to complete the caller's demands. She created placards, posted about it on social media and various forums and creating posters to incite a protest. It was the only thing that she could think of that she wouldn't have to use violence for. Maybe the caller would be pleased with her efforts and leave her alone for a bit yet she knew that was wishful thinking.  

Tomorrow she would stage her protest, while secretly begging for help from relevant authorities. She feared doing this as she knew that somehow the caller was watching her and would find out. That would be the ultimate betrayal and he would use any means necessary to dispose of her and she already knew he was capable of murder. She would probably be tortured before losing her life. Then it would be reported in the papers as a life tragically cut short and the caller would probably play it off as a suicide to avoid being caught and charged with murder. After all, he couldn't allow his criminal enterprise to fail when he wanted it to travel all over the world and  indoctrinate everyone, taking over as a tyrannical dictator of the globe, finally in power. He would be a corrupt and greedy leader while the rest of the population suffered in poverty, starvation and disease just to maintain his reign. She scoffed, seeing how much of a megalomaniac he was, even after only knowing him for a few phone calls. What he had in store for the world she didn't know, but she did know that he would send the world into ruin, like in the dystopian novels she had read or create some sort of apocalyptic nightmare run by brainwashed civilians. The world needed help. She swore, unsure that she could provide the help that the world desperately needed but didn't know about. She hated being the only one to know about his evil plan, she hadn't felt this much pressure in her life before now and she was stressing. The world rested on her shoulders and in theory, she now controlled it's fate. What a time to be alive she thought sarcastically. Oh well, it was happening and she had no choice. She had been chosen for whatever reason and now she had to fix it urgently before an unthinkable number of untold horrors were wreaked on the unsuspecting population as they went about their daily lives with out a care in the world in a state of blissful unawareness. She felt a keen sense of envy at that and wished she could be the same and not dealing with some crazy career with dreams of taking over the world. God, was her life now like some sort of movie, with her acting as both an onlooker and an active participant? What had she been dragged into? She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight as she would been caged and enslaved by her thoughts of her life now and the whirlwind of fear and catastrophe  that waited around the corner out of plain sight. And that is indeed what she thought on for the remainder of her evening. 

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