chapter 2

here's some more :D

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I run, down the path, through the pack of joggers, past the line of trees and out into the open. I stood as still as a statue and just stared. The man’s shouting brings me back from my trance and I turned to my right and ran into a crowd. When I was still in the crowd I turned to two tall building and I squeezed in between them it and hid next to a rubbish bin.

I can’t hear the man now; I must’ve lost him in the crowd.

After what felt like a lifetime, which actually was an hour, I climbed out of my hiding spot and into the street once more.

There’s a lot less people than before so I try to find the police station. Bingo. I never knew that the police station was so fancy. As the double doors swing open with a bell, all eyes turn towards me. A gentleman with a police badge strides up with a hollow smile.

“Hello Miss, what can I do for you?” He flashed a charming smile that I had suspicions about.

I stood wearily in front of him, unsure whether to tell him or not. I don’t think he would believe me, not one bit. I tell him anyway.

“Wow, incredible storytelling, it’ll probably win an award” He joked. “You got on amazing memory, like it’s actually happened to you.”

“It’s true!” I wanted to shout “You don’t believe me,” I whispered. “Heh, yea, I’m a really good story teller.” Tears form in my eyes but refuse to drop. “I’m sorry to disturb your work.” I say in a weak voice.

As I exit the glamorous building, tears finally trickle down my cheeks. I wander around thinking what to do when I bump into a man with a green stripped suit.

“Watch it miss! Oh hey, what happened? If you’re crying then you should talk to somebody.” He sympathised. “If you got nobody to talk to, then talk to me! I’m detective Yang.” He flashed me a blinding smile.

He looked trusting but it wasn’t enough.  I wasn’t going to get fooled again. Before I refused him, he grabbed my arm and dragged me to the nearest cafe, plopped me down on a window seat and ordered a cappuccino. Maybe, I actually, believed that he could help, or maybe it was the combination of that smile, the atmosphere and the cappuccino. Before I knew it, I told him my entire story. 

The beginning

sorry, I changed it a bit so your going to have to read it again.

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Laughter and joy entered Lucy’s ears. Tall trees loom over her body, blocking her view of people. She sat up, rubbing her head, feeling a slight bump, She tried to recall how she got here, no good, all she remember was her name, Lucy. She tried harder to remember how she got here, but all she could get was a headache. She stood up and looked around.

Where am I? What am I doing here? Questions like those streamed through her head, but she could not find an answer. She was walking around, trying to remember the scenery. Dark trees lined her eyesight until she reached a statue of a man in gold. Light green bushes sprinkled with white, red, and blue roses surround the grey path, like a labyrinth. Children scatter the fields, dogs of all sizes leaps and runs around the statue.

She turned her head and saw this man in a blue suit with a purple tie walking towards her and started to wave in her direction, She turned around, nobody was near her, ‘Was he waving at me?’ she thought.

‘Hey, Lucy, finally awake??’ The man asked with a bright smile, trusting smile.

‘Eh, yea,’ Lucy said with doubt in her eyes. Who are you? She thought, wondering who the man was but she just could not remember who the man was. He could be a friend, a family member or an acquaintance. She made a mental note to be weary of him.

Something flashed across her face.

Suddenly she’s in this room, a dark, mysterious room that sent chills up her spine and goose bumps all over her body.  She couldn’t smell, nor move her body the way she want to, all Lucy could do was watch the horrible scene take place before her. There was enough light to see the man in a blue suit was holding a blood stained knife. The blood-curling screams entered through her ears and chilled her bones. Blood splattered all over the place. She stared down at her feet, blood staining her red sport shoes forever.

She came back to the park, the once happy place turned to the most feared place in her eyes. It seemed like time stopped just long enough for her to play that scene. Was it a memory? Could it be a dream? Or was it the future? More questions streamed through her head, but she still didn’t have any answers but she did know one thing, that the man in front of her didn’t seem all to caring. More like creepy, insanely creepy, she need to run. Everything she thought about him changed