Prelude
The first thing that came to my attention was the cold. The cold bites into you like a thousand needles during the dead of winter. Of course it would if you were human, I think, as I look out over the field of snow. Snow as pure as the rain during the spring months of london. And there it is again. The knowledge that something is out there. It’s a woman, she is holding something, a child. Michelle, she’s looking for someone. Her eyes, she looks afraid. I want to call out, but something is grabbing at my throat, like a rope tightening against the mast of ship, tightening squeezing it shut. I know I need to tell her, I want to tell her, but I can’t it would mean her death, and the child’s. This is why I chose this path. I get up and head back to my car even though I know where I am going it wont be of any much use. I head back through the trees as they start to cave in and everything starts turning grey. I know its coming, but I have to beat it. I hit the ground running and thats when I hear it. A shrieking scream, at that moment I knew it was too late. I turn run back, I know my lungs are burning but I don't care. And the faster I run the more it grows, I am pushing it and it knows it. I know going back means a fate worse than death, but I don’t care. I need to get back to her, I have to get to her. I'm just about there. I hear it again that scream, but this one is muffled and trails off. I am out of time, but I keep pushing after her through the field. I feel the snow under my feet acting like a glass floor leaving no traces of me have even being there. I see her, she is crumpled up on the ground reaching for something in the forest. “Michelle!” I reach down and and reach to pick her up, as my hand slips, its sticky and red. Thats when I finally take a good look at the blood all around me melting into the snow, dying the land of black and white a horrifying red, like a sick joke. Thats when I see it the gash at her neck and chest the blood pouring out like a sink that has been left on in the dead of night. I freeze and go numb... Where is the child? I look around franticly, searching. The child isn’t here. I cant hold it any longer, I let go. My world turns shades of grey and I know its all over, for me, for Michelle, for the person who is holding that child.
I look into the forest, and I know what must be done. I take off running, but not fighting the urge and the sensation. I hit the ground full force and with every step I feel the strength flowing into me. I feel my self going faster and before I notice it I am flying through the forest barely placing a step. The world is flying by my like a video on fast forward.
That is when I see him. He is just standing there, smiling. I see his mouth move to say something, I charge without letting him speak those words. The words that I will never hear and the words that will haunt me the rest of my life. Without thinking or moving my body sails toward Him, my hand a lethal blade aimed for his heart. Slicing into his chest like a well aimed knife, I feel his ribs shatter as my hand passes through them into the warm soft tissue, and the cold air again as my hand rips out through his back. He slumps to the ground and smiles, as he chokes on his blood and stops moving. I look for the child and then I see it. When I went for my lethal blow I didn’t take into account for why he didn’t defend. In his hands was the child, the one I had hunted, feared, and hated. The one I had now feared for, and now had taken the life of. "SHIT!" It's too much. Everything, everything until this point has balanced on the survival of that child whether the world is to burn or is it to live on as it is. I start feeling it coming its close, as everything starts blurring a sadistic red. The stench of blood fills the air, my head blurs churns and my body lusts for it like a drug. I turn and run not caring where I end up. I am forced to stoping, hurling till my vision comes too. I realize I had made it to a road. I fall face down my cheek landing on the hard packed soil. I feel the cold and then nothing, it all fades to black.
