In Their Eyes

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Trish stares at Alex. "Go!", He yells. "What about you?", Trish asks. Alex looks back at the police car.

He turns back to them. "I will distract him. You 2 need to run.", Alex says. "He will kill you!", Trish cries.
"Trish, i will be okay. I need you 2 to run. You try to keep Darry safe and as far away as possible.", Alex say.
"Alex! We cant just leave you!", Darry yells. "Darry, i swore on my life to protect my family and friends.

I wasnt able to protect my family. You 2 are all i have now. You need to run. Now!", Alex yells.

Both Trish and Darry leap into the car. Trish gets behind the wheel. She grapples for the stick shift in a blind panic.

Darry just as fast into the passenger seat, slamming the door.

Thats when they see him. A tall, powerful silhouette rises out the patrol car.
He turns instantly away from them. "Whoa, did you see that?", Darry asks Trish.
As it turns, its face glints for a moment in the moonlight. So white because they are just that and nothing else.

No pupil or irises. A trick of the moonlight maybe?

All 3 staring. The car hasnt moved. Trish's hand still on the stickshift.
The figure walks away from them with a chillingly casual gait. His black coat flappying cape-like.

And in the glare of the flashing red and blue, walks back towards Gideon's head.

Whistling. This thing is whistling a tune the kids have heard on the phone, in the diner, and on the radio.

All are transfixed. All 3 watching as, with a single hand, the figure reaches down and lifts Gideon's head by the hair.
It then holds it in both hands, looking at it. It holds the head high.

He holds it high to where its eye to eye with the severed head. It draws the head in. So close it could kiss it.

"Im not seeing this...", Trish says. The figure turns the grizzly thing around now. Does the same with the back of the head.

All three kids realize what he is doing. Smelling it...

"What the hell are we looking at?", Darry asks.

More horrid disbelief as the figure drop kicks the head, sending it high in the sky and off into the tall grass of the nearby field.

"Get the fuck out of here!", Alex says. He backs into the back of the car. Trish tries to switch gears but its sticking.
    The creature looks their way. Alex begins banging on the back of the car. "Fucking go! Go! Go! Go!", Alex says.
    He finally gives one last hit and the car jumps foward and they finally get it in the right gear.

    Trish guns the engine and the car screams back down the highway.

    The dark figure watches this. Still as a statue. Alex prepares himself. He makes eye contact with the creature.

    "We finally meet again, bastard.", Alex says. The creature scoffs. "Ive waited so long to finally find you. Ive been prepared for when we met again.", Alex says.

    He inches towards this thing. They come face to face, only feet apart.

    "Come get some, Motherfucker!", Alex says. His arms up in a competitive way. Both charge at one another.

    Trish and Darry speed down the road. "What the hell is that guy?",  Darry asks.

    Darry stares out the rear window. Trish looks over at him. "What is that guy, Trish? What did he do to those cops?", Darry asks.