Sinners and Saints II

Chapter 33

"Olivia, slow down!"
Olivia could hear herself chuckle loudly as her father's voice echoed around the busy street, turning back at intervals to make sure her father was way behind her . She knew the rule of the game was to never fall behind during the early morning jogs. It was just like she had always imagined. Just like she had always remembered, the cool breeze in the air, blowing her weave from side to side and the smell of fresh leaves all around her. She stopped running for a while to catch her breath.

"Come on dad, don't tell me you're tired already." She bent over and with her hands on her knees, talking and breathing at the same time wasn't exactly her strong point. She had her eyes focused in the direction of the trees that had suddenly surrounded the area, forgetting to notice how the street she was in was beginning to become so cold and empty.

She turned to her wristwatch, a weak sigh escaping her lips. It was almost time for breakfast. She turned back to the trees.

"Come on Daddy, hurry up or mum is going to be really upset if we don't make it back in time for breakfast." She rose her voice loud enough so he could hear her.

What was taking him so long?

Olivia stood straight, her eyes glued to the empty pathway as a cold breeze began to sweep through her skin. She blinked twice the moment her consciousness met with the deafening silence. She couldn't hear him anymore. She couldn't hear his footsteps anymore. Olivia frowned, straining her eyes, taking a step to see what was wrong.

"Daddy?" Her voice was beginning to echo around now. Olivia held her breath as she could hear the wooshing sound of the wind all around her. Olivia could feel herself go so cold all of a sudden, rubbing her arms at intervals to keep them warm as she took closer steps to the trees.

"Olivia," she heard a whisper behind her, a cold voice that made her halt abruptly. Olivia could recognize the voice even with all those whispers she could hear around her. It was his voice. It was her father's, but she could sense it. Something was weird. She could sense danger. Olivia slowly turned even though every part of her body didn't.

Her eyes widened in surprise as she stared at the man standing behind her with a huge cut on his throat, she watched her father place his hand on his neck as a scary amount of blood gushed through it while he struggled to stop it and breathe at once. It looked like he was dying.

Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs, turning away to make a run from the horror before her eyes when she felt a hand grab her.

"Mum?" She glared at her mother who just stood beside her in a wet dress, dripping water from head to toe. She could still recognize her even with all that paleness on her skin. Her mother's grip on her tightened. "Mum, dad-" Olivia turned quickly to where her father was.

There was no one there anymore. No blood either.
What was this? What was happening?

She couldn't understand any of it. She could have sworn he was standing there, bleeding to death seconds ago. She slowly turned back to her mother who just glared at her. Something was wrong. Olivia was about to say something when she heard a loud horn. She could see the bright light coming from the headlights of a blue truck as it drove towards them with full speed. Suddenly, the environment changed and before she knew it, she was standing on a bridge.

Why wasn't he stopping?

Olivia wondered as the truck pushed itself closer to her. At this point she knew she had to get out of the way. Whoever it was in that car wasn't going to stop until he ran both her and her mother over. She turned to her mother and grabbed on to her hand, trying to pull them away to safety but the woman in front of her held on tight, refusing to move. Olivia could feel her heart racing as the truck got closer while she pulled harder but the woman didn't want to let her go. She didn't want to move either.