BENJEY Stories

🎴BENJEY🎴 Stories No.2: The Virus (c)

Benjamin got dressed and the four kids left in Abby's Jeep, Benji and Jorge in the trunk, while Abby and Noen sat in the front. Noen, with inverted crosses swaying to and fro from his ears, sat with his notebook opened at an angle, hoping Abby wouldn't see the interior.

Noen put his feet up on the seat, as if he were to hug his knees. Behind his legs, his arm was moving strangely. With pen in hand, he was scribbling away in his notebook. Abby, now driving on an empty road, far from their forest destination, glanced at Noen, practically hiding behind his knees. She noticed his arm twitching slightly, realizing he was doing something behind his legs. She quickly reached over his knees and pulled back his notebook. The pen slid out of his hands and fell onto the floor of the car, hidden under his seat. Noen jerked, getting startled by her sudden action. He furrowed his brows and tried to snatch back the book before Abby looked at his drawing.

"Hey!" Noen said. "Give it back!"

"What," Abby giggled while trying to balance driving and pushing Noen away from the notebook. "Is this your diary?"

Noen grabbed the steering wheel, accidentally causing the gray Jeep to swerve left. Benji and Jorge, not noticing what was going on in the front of the car, yelled as the car jerked suddenly.

"Woah!" Benji and Jorge yelled. Benjamin knocked on the glass separating them from Abby and Noen, "The hell us going on in there?!"

Abby, driving the car back to the center of the road, eventually pushed Noen back into his seat. The notebook fell open in her lap as she shoved Noen back.

Right there, in the open notebook, there was an unfinished drawing. It didn't look like much of a drawing, scribbles and scrawls all over the page. The chicken scratch closely resembled the for of them, Abby, Benji, Jorge, and.. Noen.

They were all standing in the center of a ring of thick forest, on what looked like to be the only small patch of non-wooded area for miles. Noen stood outside of the group, next to a tall, slender, tree-like figure, in all black with an "X" over its face, if it even had one. The three others were laying in the grass, dark areas on their clothes and around their bodies. Is it blood? Abby thought. Abby's brows raised, her expression turning worried and disturbed. Her mouth hung open, no sound coming out except for silent, quivering breaths. Noen stared at her face, waiting for her to yell at him or say something.

Instead, Abby slammed the notebook shut and pulled over the Jeep onto the side of the open road.

"Noen..." she began, staring straight ahead at the long, winding road ahead of them. "Noen, what the fuck is this?!"

Noen didn't answer, Abby turning to face him with a confused glare. "What the actual fuck is this, Noen?!"

As the car stopped, Benji figured they had arrived at the campsite, hopping of the trunk and leaning on Abby's door. "Woah." Benji said. Jorge got off as well and stood next to Benji. Jorge imitated Benjamin, saying the same thing Benji did, while tilting his head up as if he was looking at the Empire State Building. Jorge looked into Abby's window and saw her staring at Noen. "Abby," Jorge started. "Check out the view."

Abby turned her head to face the front of the car after Jorge grabbed her attention. Noen did the same. We weren't here a second ago, Abby thought to herself. She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head up to see the immense size of the trees.

The forest loomed over the Jeep with its tall, strangely thin, and endlessly swaying trees. Their branches tangled and twisted into vicious knots, thickening the wooded area and giving the ground almost no sunlight. Leaves flew in the air and blew with the howling wind, eerie creaks sounding and echoing from deep in the forest.

Abby didn't know how this was possible. Benji and Jorge stood in awe at the trees. Noen..

Noen whispered under his breath,

"I'll be yours soon, King of Infinte Life."

An intense grin rose from the depths of hell onto Noen's face.