A knock at the door startled Evalyn, causing her to jump and the hairbrush that had been lodged in her hair to drop to the floor with a bang. She picked up her baseball bat as she made her way to the door; the neighbourhood was tiny, there were very rarely visitors.
Evalyn crept around to the front door and silently stuck her eye to the peephole. She breathed a sigh of relief, realizing it was just their resident neighbour, friend, and indeed nerd, Dario.
She unlatched the door and swung it open, a smile plastered across her sun soaked skin. It slowly faded when she realized Dario was awfully pale, and out of breath.
Evalyn set the baseball bat down, just in time to catch Dario as he fell on top of her. “Great” she mumbled to herself, dragging him to her rather untidy living room and heaving him onto a couch.
She then wandered off, returning with a glass of water and an apple. Dario blinked his eyes open to see Evalyn sit beside him and hand him the water. He propped himself up, took a swig and murmured
“I heard something. Up at Lue Point…”
Evalyn released a breath she didn’t know she was holding, and put her hand delicately onto Dario’s shoulder.
“Dario. The last time you said something like that, we called the police. And in case you forget, all they found was a squirrel.”
Evalyn was about to continue but Dario butted in
“No, you don’t understand. It was a scream. It came from the public toilets down at the park. I was ages away I shouldn’t have heard it. But I did and I ran down to check it out. I ran in and the first thing I was...a pool of blood…”
Evalyn’s eyes widened; Dario wasn’t a liar. He continued, his voice shaking more with every word
“And… I also found this…”
He reached down to his pocket, and pulled out his phone. He looked up at her, his eyes so sad, yet so gentle, and handed her the phone.
The first photo was the pool of blood. It was crimson red and leaking out of a particular cubicle. The next photo was a bloody, dog-wolf thing that had been nailed to the back of the door. Evalyn cringed, but continued to study the photo.
There was more than enough blood there for a dog, or a wolf; there was enough blood for a human, but all there was was the poor animal. Evalyn’s voice cracked as she asked
“You didn’t see a human body, did you?”
Dario knew what she was thinking, and shook his head. Evalyn swiped across to the next photo. Her eyes widened, they were about to burst out of her head.
The photo was the cubicle wall, and scratched into it with blood were the words ‘Alyra Dante. NEXT’ Evalyn dropped the phone suddenly; it hit the floor with a smash. She ran to the door and screamed ‘ALYRAAAAAAAAAAAAAA’
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A Wild Kind
Fantasy(I'm sorry this is a really cheesy blurb I swear the story is better) Alyra always knew she was different, but she was ok with that. It made her unique. And with her best friend, Evalyn, always by her side, she had a good life. But at 13, everything...
