That’s when I felt it. A squirming feeling inside my brain. It almost felt like a Pac Man game being played inside my head. Like a snake slithering around from side to side. I could feel everything, I could feel the different directions it was turning.
The thought of all the complications that could arise made me a little uneasy, but I took a deep breath and reminded myself that it would all be worth it in the end.
The backseat smelt like old cigarettes and mildew. The cop slammed his door shut and started the car. I laced my fingers with Natalie’s, and whispered to her, “I promise we will get out of this, we are going to be ok.”
“I’m, I’m seeing things – I’m seeing, people.”
I looked up and out my rear-view mirror, and that is when I saw it.
“Mom, there is something evil in that suit.”
The next morning, I awoke to find Eagan gone. I ran through all the bedrooms, I ran outside to look around—nothing. It was like he vanished out of thin air.
Our nightmarish hell began on September 30th, the day we closed on our new home.
In the far-left field from the house, there was a scarecrow hanging. I squinted my eyes to get a better look. That’s when I felt the prickle of a thousand army ants run up my back.
The eeriness began as soon as dusk hit. I was reading a book in the living room when I heard laughter coming from outside.