HillBilly

PROLOGUE

I sipped my beer as I drove down the narrow,two lane, winding roads of Texas's woodlands. The scene around us was beautiful. All trees. The kids were laughing at the back. Laughing at God knows what. "This will be a really good bonding time for us all. We'll be closer as a family. You've always been telling me how much you've wanted to spend more time with the kids, Frank." I looked at my wife and replied, "Yeah babe, but a place closer to Washington would have been nicer." Sarah looked at me, her eyebrows arched. "Okay, I'm just kidding. Anywhere's fine, as long as we're together." Sarah smiled and leaned forward. I gave her a quick kiss. "Daddy, Mummy told us the other day, that she's going to toss all your beer at home, into the trash," Jacob leaned forward. "Yeah, I'm sure she will." I looked at my five year old son and seven year old daughter, Violet. The both of them giggled. I laughed and looked straight ahead. "We're going to reach soon." "Finally! My legs are killing me," Sarah exclaimed. "I want to go fishing," Jacob said, jumping up and down on his seat. "And bird watching," Violet piped in. "Yes we will. Now sit down," Sarah hushed them, smiling slightly. Just then, something heavy hit the back of our car, making the car lurch forward. I tried to stop the car, but the car was out of control. The car sped forward and hit a tree at the edge of the woods, hard. I lurched forward and hit my head on the wheel. I groaned and looked up slowly. There was no one around us. " I looked at Sarah, blood on her forehead. "Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded and looked at the back. Jacob was rubbing his head, whimpering, while Violet was lying back in her seat, unconcious. "Oh no," Sarah whispered, fear in her voice. "Don't panic. Stay in here. I'll go see what had hit us," I said, opening my door. Sarah looked at me, fear in her eyes. I opened the door and slowly stepped out. Just as I got out of the car, a knife pierced my chest. I groaned and looked up. A black masked man was standing in the woods, staring at me. I looked down at my chest and saw blood gurgling out of the knife spot. I groaned again and fell back into my seat, my hands around the knife spot. Sarah screamed. Jacob started to cry. Sarah gripped my shoulders, "No! Mike!" "Take the kids. A guy-" I was cut off by an arrow to my stomach. I groaned and slumped down. A brown masked man came into view. He pointed a crossbow at Sarah and the sound of an arrow cutting through air led to the sound of my wife screaming. I felt blood dripping onto my face. I struggled to move, and when I did I saw Sarah crying, looking down at her chest, an arrow sticking out at the middle of her chest. Jacob was hysterical. "Please. No. Who are you guys?" I pleaded, crying. The back door opened. Violet started to stir, and when she opened her eyes, her shrill scream was the last thing I heard, before her throat, her smooth neck skin, was slit. Blood poured out of her neck. She looked at me one last time before closing her eyes. "Leave us alone!" I managed to scream. The brown masked man, still standing outside my door, loaded another arrow and leveled his crossbow at crying Sarah again. He released the trigger, and my wife's life was ended, with an arrow through her forehead. I cried, pleading the men to leave my son alone. The black masked man crawled into the back seat. He pinned Jacob to his seat and pointed a knife at Jacob's gut. I tried to get up, but couldn't. "No, please no," I cried. Jacob was screaming in fear. Jacob struggled against the masked man. I had to save my son. I used all my might and managed to push the masked man forward. He lurched forward, releasing Jacob. Jacob tried to crawl out of the car. The masked man, quickly regained his balance, and tore the seats, with his knife. He grabbed a handful of cotton from the torn seats and stuffed them forcefully into screaming Jacob's mouth. Jacob's screams were softer now. The masked man then stabbed him right in the neck. Just like that. He then stabbed him again. And again. Then he tossed his corpse out of the car. I was stunned. Shocked. My family was dead. In the most horrible and gruesome ways. The brown masked man then grabbed me, and pulled me out of the car. Anger overtook my emotions. "Fuck all of you," I snarled at the brown masked man. The black masked man, walked over to me and pointed a knife at my face. Then, he stabbed my right eye! I screamed! The pain was unbearable. He stabbed my eye once more. I couldn't bear the pain. I could feel the membrane of my eye tear open. I could feel blood pouring out of my eye. I was pushed back into my seat. I covered my eye, crying in unbearable pain. I felt the cold point of a knife on the side of my head. Then the knife was stabbed through my head and everything went black with a searing pain.