Jensen Kyle Anderson

It's muggy and raining. The death caravan (a long line of vehicles heading from the funeral home to the grave site); in the Hurst, in the coffin, lays the body of a once gorgeous lady. She had died as it seemed a natural death. The coroner had no other reason to conclude anything else was possible in her death. There have been a lot of deaths that seem to be the exact same, at least it seems to be in the same way. The weather is always the same on a new funeral day. It never fails to be muggy and raining on that particular day, the day after someone has died in their sleep. There are so many suspicions about what is killing everyone in their sleep. But, still there is no logical answer, or so it seemed. Just fictional reasons. Some say that Death has came back into town. Others say it was just their time. "What? How can that be when a few of them were only teenagers?" Asked the coroner to the Chief of Police. The town's Top Dog answered with deep confusion in his voice. "Well Bill, you may never know why. And, maybe no one will know what killed you when you are dead lying here on this table, the famed table of death." He chuckled as if it was a funny joke to The Top Cop. `At the County Sheriff's Office, the Town's Mayor, Mayor Jon Burch and the Sheriff were having a meeting. They were meeting about what to do about the deaths in their town. Sheriff also Chief of Police who's name is Luc Dronnie; he said to Mayor Burch "what would you suggest we should do to keep our town's people safe? I know I would rather see them all live and keep this town growing. So what do you suggest we do, then?" Mayor Burch let out a low sigh that said he is full of worry and terrified shitless. He had to take a deep breath to recompose himself. Then he said to Sheriff Dronnie. "Well Luc, I don't know yet what to do, yet. I'm working on a strategy plan to find out and cure this curse of whatever it is that's killing everyone." Mayor Burch stopped to take a deep breath. "I know", Sheriff Dronnie continues, "when we find the source we will conquer it." Jon nodded in agreement. Near the High School of Pocatello, Idaho; Pocatello High School, is the Brentwood Manner. A couple were having a BBQ with their friends on their lawn. They live next to The Brentwood Manner in a small blue house. A young puppy was wondering around looking for someone to take him in, maybe a him, it is hard to determine the gender of the puppy. It is certain what breed or at least it seems to be a German Shepard. One of the family members, a young adult who is a College student at Idaho State University. His name is Jared. Jared notices the puppy and he walks over to where he/she is. The puppy whines and whimpers as he approaches it. "Shh, it's alright I want to help you and take care of you. I will give you a home, a home with me and my sister. Sound good, Jerry Lee? Is that a name you like? The name is from a movie I especially enjoy, K-9, the dog's name is Jerry Lee in the movie." Jerry Lee barked his high pitched puppy bark in agreement. After the BBQ was over and Jared, his sister Janice and Jerry Lee was home; they all stepped out of Jared's old beat up Dodge Ram pickup; when inside Jerry Lee immediately noticed a certain smell. There was another dog there. The other dog is already familiar with Jerry Lee. They both sat next each other looking like they knew what to expect from that time to next morning. They really did. That night Jared and Janice was sleeping soundly when a sudden death defining nightmare approached their minds. In Jared's nightmare of death, he was walking on a never ending trail in some unknown wooded area. In the far distance he thought he noticed a very unsettling image, but, he wasn't for sure. He started towards the image. When he thought he was close the image somehow disappeared into an even further distance. Finally, he reached the image after what seemed like an hour or so. The image was no image at all. It was a red eyed creature he had never seen before, but yet he had. He watches a lot of horror movies as well as action. And he reads a lot. So he thought he had seen this creature in one of the horror movies, or at least something like it. Though it looked like one of those you would see on a late at night movie. This particular creature has never been seen, not by anyone who is still living. Only those who are now deceased. The creature came at him at such speed he turned to run but, his surroundings had changed; he was now standing on the top of Pocatello High School. An unknown presence tried to push him off. He fought until it gave up. Then this creature appeared again with rage filling its nostrils as they flared and its growling voice that sounded like demonic or maybe it was the sound a Reaper would make as it talked. Suddenly the creature flew at Jared with its jet black hair spiking knocking him down to his death. Jared died at 10:30 PM that night. Something strange about the time of his death, the clock stopped precisely at 10;30 PM and stayed there stuck forever, or will it this time? Janice fell asleep a little while later. As soon as she closed her eyes her lethal nightmare began. Alone in her nightmarish dream she found herself in her classroom at the College. Her Professor was standing at the front of the classroom writing something on the dry erase board. She was writing in blood REPETITION and PAIN IS CAUSED BY PLEASURE. All the students were not the normal pupils. Instead they were creatures some with red eyes and some with pure black without any other color eyes. They turned to look at Janice with death defining stares. Janice tried to run but she couldn't. The creatures ran to their prey. Janice screamed a blood curdling scream of pure terror. All at once Janice was not there anymore instead she was standing on grass. It was where she was the day before. Everyone walked passed her as if she were invisible like a ghost. She was not seen by anyone. She had seen one creature with jet black hair and red, rage filled eyes. The creature snarled at Janice as it marched toward her with a shock wave like stumping to its prey. Janice stood paralyzed from being so horrified as her death toll came to end her life. Back in Janice's bedroom blood escaped out from her nostrils and mouth as she took her final breath, in her final few moments. Puncture wounds suddenly appeared from an apparent stabbings as if someone someone or something had stabbed her to death. Janice's eyes rolled back into her head as she died. Her final gasps were sounds that no one heard because no one else was alive in the house.