We're Waiting for You - Part 2 (1424 hits)
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Submitted by JMG114 (View user info) at 2006-08-25 10:10:38 EDT
Part 1: http://www.ubersite.com/m/92203
John ran at full speed, finally catching up to his friends, both of whom had made it to the elm tree before he had. His mysterious episode dominated his thoughts and made him shaky, but he arrived at the finish line curiously not out of breath. In fact, he felt better than ever. The air and very environment about him still bore a peculiar rosy hue. He blinked his eyes and shook his head.
"Whoa," John's friend Robert began, "That's never happened before."
"I know," John said apologetically, "Noah beat me. Something weird happened—"
Robert's younger brother Noah cheered, "I beat John! Yay!"
John gave Noah a dark look. "That didn't count," he began, "I just felt really nauseous all of a sudden and—"
"Where is he?" Robert asked, looking in the direction of the old factory.
John followed his friend's gaze. "Where is who?"
Noah also looked, squinting his eyes the way his father always did when looking over long distances. "I don't know. He was right behind me."
John looked at Noah. "Who are you talking about?" he asked, a small vibration of panic in his voice.
Robert said, "Come on. Let's go look for him. He's probably playing a trick or something."
With a strange tightness in his chest, John shouted, "Who are you talking about? I'm right here! I'm right here!" Robert ran by, John stuck out his arm to stop him, and in an instant of horror, his arm passed right through his friend with the sensation of pressing into thick baking dough. Time itself seemed to slow down as long as the entire unpleasant sensation lasted. John screamed and yanked his arm away with considerable effort.
"Aaagh!" He lost his balance and fell backwards with the force of his pull. Time seemed to be flowing normally, and he quickly picked himself up and ran after Noah and Robert, who seemed none the worse. John shouted and waved.
"I'm right here! I'm right here! Rob! Noah! What's wrong with you two? I'm right here!"
Easily outrunning Noah, John caught up to the athletic Robert, which he momentarily noted as an unusual occurrence. "I'm right here!" John repeated, even louder and more desperate, "Rob! What's wrong? What's going on?"
They ran past the old barn, across an old dirt road, and through a bramble field. Finally, they came upon the old drainage pipe, where they had ended their game of hide-and-go-seek-tag mere minutes before. John stopped running, again not out of breath or even tired. Robert leapt over the pipe and was looking down at something.
"No!" Robert shrieked, "John!"
John took a step forward, but immediately time slowed down again. This time, Noah himself ran directly through John's body from behind. A strange sensation akin to the consistency of molasses passed through John's body as Noah ran through it. John's eyes widened and his mouth contorted into a terrified grimace. What was going on?
Noah climbed over the rusted pipe and stood alongside his kneeling brother. "John!" Noah pleaded, "John, what's wrong?"
John couldn't see what Robert and Noah were looking at, but he saw what looked like Robert shaking something on the ground. Robert said, "John, get up. Come on, John. Get up. What's wrong, John? Please, please, please get up!"
"John, get up!" Noah echoed, beginning to cry.
"N-no . . ." John stammered, stepping forward again.
"Come on, John!" Robert demanded, his own eyes moistening, "Get up! What's wrong with you? Get up, John! Get up!"
Noah started crying, and Robert at once grabbed his brother's wrist. He hissed, "Go get Mom and Dad. Do you hear me? Run as fast as you can and bring them here, okay? Tell them John's in trouble. Go!"
Noah burst into hysterical sobs, climbed over the pipe, and ran past John towards their neighborhood. John watched him go, but soon turned back to his friend.
"Robert," John whispered desperately, his entire body shaking, "What's wrong with you?" He stepped forward once more, "I'm right—"
Robert was crying over something and did not hear. Robert cradled his friend's body in his arms. The body was pale and utterly lifeless.
The body, as John had already guessed, was his own.
John didn't move. He couldn't even vomit.
- To Be Continued -
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Submitted by I_love_Kracka (user info) at 2007-02-04 22:22:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-09-02 23:40:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Liked it a lot. I'm going to read all of these.
Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2006-09-02 23:07:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2006-08-29 12:16:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Uberjunkie (user info) at 2006-08-29 12:14:27 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-08-29 11:50:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice.
Submitted by ArcEld (user info) at 2006-08-27 01:55:00 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Write something about frogs.
Submitted by Brdn_Nkd (user info) at 2006-08-25 16:42:59 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by ghola (user info) at 2006-08-25 11:13:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
a little campy
Submitted by orph (user info) at 2006-08-25 10:28:07 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good
Submitted by w_t_a_y_s_t_r_m (user info) at 2006-08-25 10:19:57 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I did like it, but it was also a little bit predictable from the first one.
I'm still looking forwards to more though
Submitted by ubetidid (user info) at 2006-08-25 10:15:50 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
REALLY good.