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Authors: Eric R. Johnston
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attitude now. ”
Just something about this whole situation made me angry. My sister and mother were transformed into monsters the night before, their souls trapped into some sort of limbo, and my gramma tells me to go to school in the morning. And now she wa s complaining about my ‘ attitude ’ ?
“You’re not going up there anymore. I don’t want you near that d—”
“ I hate you ,” I interrupted and stormed out of the house, making sure I slammed the door on my way out .
Chapter 11
I didn’t have any idea where I was going, but if there was anything that was certain, I had no place to go. Every day that went by seemed to pile on the other. Why was the school day so good for me? How did everyone know about Lori? How were Audrey, Joey, and I good friends?
My morning conversation with Gramma replayed in my head as I walked through the long grass. You can never leave. You can never go back to your old life. It doesn’t exist for you anymore. I replayed it again and again in my head until I was sure that that was exactly what she’d said. Something else she said bugged me as well. You don’t know as much as you think you do.
I really was no closer to understanding anything than I was before. All I knew was that if I had any hopes of surviving, I was going to have to brave that well , the place where the chiroptera lived . There had to be something down there, something that I could use to destroy the chiroptera.
I decided the only one I could trust was my father. He had said the well was the key to defeating these creatures, hadn’t he? Or at least strongly implied it. I ran as hard as I could toward where I thought it was. I could hear Gramma yelling from the doorway for me to come back, that I didn’t understand everything. Well, come and get me, Gramma.
It wasn’t long before I was near the hole in the ground, a place I recognized from my vision. I stopped and got on my hands and knees in order to feel around for the hole. I didn’t want to accidently step in it.
The sun was in the west, and the sky was clear, so there was plenty of light to see, but for some reason the entrance to th e well seemed to be el uding me. There just didn’t seem to be—
And then the ground below me collapsed, and I found myself plunging down, down, down for probably fifty feet before hitting water.
The impact was painful, but I was alive. The walls surrounding me were dark and slimy. The light from outside offered me very little to see by . How was I going to get out of here? There was no way out.
I held my breath and sunk to the bottom. Unlike in the vision where my feet touched bottom, the real bottom was actually ten feet below the surface, and there was nothing down there. I was stuck, trapped in ten feet of water fifty feet below the surface with nothing to hold on to.
Panic. That’s the only word I can think of. Sheer panic. I was trapped with nowhere to go. Why did I come down here? What was I thinking?
I trusted that I knew what I was doing. And I was apparently wrong. I was going to drown in here, and no one was ever going to find me.
The water was dirty, s limy, and gross. As my arms grew tired, I could barely keep my face above the water. I took in mouthful after mouthful of that disgusting liquid . I had to get out of there, and soon, or I was going to die, but who could help me ? Gramma was likely still back at the house. That left…exactly no one. I couldn’t expect my two friends to show up and save me , could I?
“Help!” I screamed. “Help! I’m drowning in here!”
T hen I heard something above. It sounded like kids. “Hey, Amanda, hang on!” shouted a voice that I recognized. It was Joey! How did he know I was in here?
“Joey! I’m so glad you’re here!”
There was silence for a moment. And then, I hear d someone talking softly just above me. Something about the well seemed to amplify the voice. I still had to strain to hear it, but despite my struggles to stay
Just something about this whole situation made me angry. My sister and mother were transformed into monsters the night before, their souls trapped into some sort of limbo, and my gramma tells me to go to school in the morning. And now she wa s complaining about my ‘ attitude ’ ?
“You’re not going up there anymore. I don’t want you near that d—”
“ I hate you ,” I interrupted and stormed out of the house, making sure I slammed the door on my way out .
Chapter 11
I didn’t have any idea where I was going, but if there was anything that was certain, I had no place to go. Every day that went by seemed to pile on the other. Why was the school day so good for me? How did everyone know about Lori? How were Audrey, Joey, and I good friends?
My morning conversation with Gramma replayed in my head as I walked through the long grass. You can never leave. You can never go back to your old life. It doesn’t exist for you anymore. I replayed it again and again in my head until I was sure that that was exactly what she’d said. Something else she said bugged me as well. You don’t know as much as you think you do.
I really was no closer to understanding anything than I was before. All I knew was that if I had any hopes of surviving, I was going to have to brave that well , the place where the chiroptera lived . There had to be something down there, something that I could use to destroy the chiroptera.
I decided the only one I could trust was my father. He had said the well was the key to defeating these creatures, hadn’t he? Or at least strongly implied it. I ran as hard as I could toward where I thought it was. I could hear Gramma yelling from the doorway for me to come back, that I didn’t understand everything. Well, come and get me, Gramma.
It wasn’t long before I was near the hole in the ground, a place I recognized from my vision. I stopped and got on my hands and knees in order to feel around for the hole. I didn’t want to accidently step in it.
The sun was in the west, and the sky was clear, so there was plenty of light to see, but for some reason the entrance to th e well seemed to be el uding me. There just didn’t seem to be—
And then the ground below me collapsed, and I found myself plunging down, down, down for probably fifty feet before hitting water.
The impact was painful, but I was alive. The walls surrounding me were dark and slimy. The light from outside offered me very little to see by . How was I going to get out of here? There was no way out.
I held my breath and sunk to the bottom. Unlike in the vision where my feet touched bottom, the real bottom was actually ten feet below the surface, and there was nothing down there. I was stuck, trapped in ten feet of water fifty feet below the surface with nothing to hold on to.
Panic. That’s the only word I can think of. Sheer panic. I was trapped with nowhere to go. Why did I come down here? What was I thinking?
I trusted that I knew what I was doing. And I was apparently wrong. I was going to drown in here, and no one was ever going to find me.
The water was dirty, s limy, and gross. As my arms grew tired, I could barely keep my face above the water. I took in mouthful after mouthful of that disgusting liquid . I had to get out of there, and soon, or I was going to die, but who could help me ? Gramma was likely still back at the house. That left…exactly no one. I couldn’t expect my two friends to show up and save me , could I?
“Help!” I screamed. “Help! I’m drowning in here!”
T hen I heard something above. It sounded like kids. “Hey, Amanda, hang on!” shouted a voice that I recognized. It was Joey! How did he know I was in here?
“Joey! I’m so glad you’re here!”
There was silence for a moment. And then, I hear d someone talking softly just above me. Something about the well seemed to amplify the voice. I still had to strain to hear it, but despite my struggles to stay
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