A breeze began through the dense wastrel woods. As time passed the atmosphere became cooler and cooler. No soul in sight. Here and there Amy heard the soft rustling sound of the leaves and sometimes a jackal or rabbit would zip across the bushes that laid there. The Moon was playing hide and seek. At one time the muddy road will be illuminated and the mystifying light would shine on the panic stricken face of Amy.
"Where are you Jim...?" Amy asked as she moved her hand through the evenly trimmed grass of the nature.
A series of questions began running through her head. All due to her tension of such arduous situation.
"Will Jim make it? What's taking so long? Is he lost in the woods? Is he safe or... dead?"
"No he can't be dead. He will surely come."
Amy swayed from side to side and her velocity only further increased with every passing second. Once she looks up to the sky hoping the dark cloud would pass, then she glances into the crow pitched darkness ahead, wishing Jim may pop up.
"Amy?"
A voice came from the distance.
"You there Amy?"
"Jim is it you?" Amy asked.
No answer came from the other side.
"Jim is it you?" Amy questioned again.
"Yes it's me!" replied Jim.
Amy gave of a sign of relief as she was now over the moon knowing her friend had come to the rescue.
"Where are you Jim?" Amy asked.
"I am here, just in front of you. Come forward." Jim answered back.
"Okay! I am coming. Wait." Amy exclaimed.
Amy started walking towards the woods. The cool breeze picked up speed as she started running towards the darkness ahead. A smile basically of relief spread over her face. She had the hope of now leaving this place.
"Bam!" a loud sound spread across the woods.
Amy was stopped in her tracks as she fell down as she hit someone. Looking up she could see very little of the person that stood ahead. Slowly the person came ahead. Under the soft light that fell from the heavens above Amy recognized the face.
"Jim! You are here!" cried Amy as she jumped to her two feet and hugged him tightly. "I knew you would comeback Jim!"
"How can I leave you here tell me?" Jim asked.
"Did you see him?" Amy queried.
"Nope no sign of that guy anywhere" Jim replied. "Better get going Amy."
"Yeah right" Amy said. "But should we leave Josh here?"
"You want to get killed Amy?" Jim asked suspiciously.
"Yeah i guess not. Let's get out of here Jim." Amy said.
"We go north from here. Which is left. We will reach there safely and soon enough." Jim said pointing to the specified direction.
Amy walked along with Jim feeling a weird instinct that something is not right.
"Hey Jim!" Amy said softly.
"Yes Amy?" Jim replied
"How did you know the direction?" Amy inquired.
"I have visited this place many a times. Not first time with Josh and you guys you know!" Jim replied back.
"What's that blood strain in your shirt?" Amy shouted.
"Quiet girl! He might find us! Ran into a wooden pole. Just a cut. Hopefully will go to the medics after this and we will check it out okay?" Jim replied smiling.
"Yeah... I guess so. One more thi..." Amy was interrupted by Jim before she could even finish the sentence.
"Are you a police mademoiselle? Why so serious interrogations? Calm down. Let's go home first. By the way, what about your boyfriend Patrick?" Jim asked.
"He died in a car accident i told you remember you could not make it to his funeral since you had to give the job interview?" Amy answered back
"Oh yes! Silly me always forgetting! He died at Long Beach right?" Jim said smiling.
"Yeah..." Amy replied
"Oh look we are here! The main road is not too far. We will take a car from there. Hurry up!" Jim said with a jubilant smile.
About 80 minutes of more walking Amy and Jim finally were officially on their destination to go home.
"We will take any car that comes this way," Jim said.
"Uh... ha," replied Amy. "Hey Jim sorry about Jack. It was all my fault."
"What? No! come on! It's all cool. He was a bad guy wasn't he? You think he got the punishment he deserved?" needled Jim.
"I was with Patrick in sixth grade and he knew that. The way I beat him up along with the other boys was bad I know but..." Amy was once again interrupted.
"What's gone is gone. He was a good kid you know. Hard working in studies, a brilliant student. You know what surprises me the most? People do something bad and then expect it won't happen to them. How he lost everyone he loved. Newton's third Law is his favorite, remember?" Jim said with a grin on his face. "Hey a car. Amy can you stop it?"
"Yeah sure," Amy shook off trying to understand what Jim meant as she whistled for the car to stop.
The car came to a halt in the near distance. Amy ran up to the window and was greeted by the driver that sat there.
"What you doing here young lady?" driver asked.
"We need a lift back to village of Mount Kisco. Me and my friend..." Amy replied as she turned back her head.
In shock and horror she saw Jim was not there. The whole place was empty. Nothing was ahead of her except the broken and eroded road that lead to the woods and the damp moist air above.
"He was just here!" Amy said shaking.
"Girl you were all alone. No one was here with you. Listen up the place is dangerous. Get into the car. Let me drop you home," replied the driver.
"But...but..." Amy stammered.
The driver opened the door for her. For one last time Amy scanned through the place. Nothing was visible or heard other than the exhausted sound coming from the old car engine. Amy no longer waited as she understood something was wrong. She at once got into the car and slammed the door shut. The car revved up and after two or three failed attempts successfully initiated it's journey.
What had just happened to Amy was a question to be solved. Amy looked out through the window. The cool northerly wind beat her frightened face. Her brain was confused about the events that took place. She could not solve her maths on this occasion. How did she survive? What a nightmare she had! Where is Jim? Is he really dead? Many more questions swarmed through her brain which could not at all send impulses to solve the riddles of these queries that arose.
She was put off from her deep thoughts when the car slammed shut.
"What's wrong sir?" asked Amy.
The driver kept on honking as he pointed out to Amy.
As Amy cleared her eyes and looked ahead. There he stood. That red eye, gleaming towards Amy. The mask varnished with blood, along with the malefic smile. All though remained same he was wearing different clothes this time. Clothes of Jim! As the man took off his mask Amy gaped at shock towards him. A smirk spread over the Jim's face. He tilted his head and pointed the knife towards Amy and spoke out three words...
"Where are you Jim...?" Amy asked as she moved her hand through the evenly trimmed grass of the nature.
A series of questions began running through her head. All due to her tension of such arduous situation.
"Will Jim make it? What's taking so long? Is he lost in the woods? Is he safe or... dead?"
"No he can't be dead. He will surely come."
Amy swayed from side to side and her velocity only further increased with every passing second. Once she looks up to the sky hoping the dark cloud would pass, then she glances into the crow pitched darkness ahead, wishing Jim may pop up.
"Amy?"
A voice came from the distance.
"You there Amy?"
"Jim is it you?" Amy asked.
No answer came from the other side.
"Jim is it you?" Amy questioned again.
"Yes it's me!" replied Jim.
Amy gave of a sign of relief as she was now over the moon knowing her friend had come to the rescue.
"Where are you Jim?" Amy asked.
"I am here, just in front of you. Come forward." Jim answered back.
"Okay! I am coming. Wait." Amy exclaimed.
Amy started walking towards the woods. The cool breeze picked up speed as she started running towards the darkness ahead. A smile basically of relief spread over her face. She had the hope of now leaving this place.
"Bam!" a loud sound spread across the woods.
Amy was stopped in her tracks as she fell down as she hit someone. Looking up she could see very little of the person that stood ahead. Slowly the person came ahead. Under the soft light that fell from the heavens above Amy recognized the face.
"Jim! You are here!" cried Amy as she jumped to her two feet and hugged him tightly. "I knew you would comeback Jim!"
"How can I leave you here tell me?" Jim asked.
"Did you see him?" Amy queried.
"Nope no sign of that guy anywhere" Jim replied. "Better get going Amy."
"Yeah right" Amy said. "But should we leave Josh here?"
"You want to get killed Amy?" Jim asked suspiciously.
"Yeah i guess not. Let's get out of here Jim." Amy said.
"We go north from here. Which is left. We will reach there safely and soon enough." Jim said pointing to the specified direction.
Amy walked along with Jim feeling a weird instinct that something is not right.
"Hey Jim!" Amy said softly.
"Yes Amy?" Jim replied
"How did you know the direction?" Amy inquired.
"I have visited this place many a times. Not first time with Josh and you guys you know!" Jim replied back.
"What's that blood strain in your shirt?" Amy shouted.
"Quiet girl! He might find us! Ran into a wooden pole. Just a cut. Hopefully will go to the medics after this and we will check it out okay?" Jim replied smiling.
"Yeah... I guess so. One more thi..." Amy was interrupted by Jim before she could even finish the sentence.
"Are you a police mademoiselle? Why so serious interrogations? Calm down. Let's go home first. By the way, what about your boyfriend Patrick?" Jim asked.
"He died in a car accident i told you remember you could not make it to his funeral since you had to give the job interview?" Amy answered back
"Oh yes! Silly me always forgetting! He died at Long Beach right?" Jim said smiling.
"Yeah..." Amy replied
"Oh look we are here! The main road is not too far. We will take a car from there. Hurry up!" Jim said with a jubilant smile.
About 80 minutes of more walking Amy and Jim finally were officially on their destination to go home.
"We will take any car that comes this way," Jim said.
"Uh... ha," replied Amy. "Hey Jim sorry about Jack. It was all my fault."
"What? No! come on! It's all cool. He was a bad guy wasn't he? You think he got the punishment he deserved?" needled Jim.
"I was with Patrick in sixth grade and he knew that. The way I beat him up along with the other boys was bad I know but..." Amy was once again interrupted.
"What's gone is gone. He was a good kid you know. Hard working in studies, a brilliant student. You know what surprises me the most? People do something bad and then expect it won't happen to them. How he lost everyone he loved. Newton's third Law is his favorite, remember?" Jim said with a grin on his face. "Hey a car. Amy can you stop it?"
"Yeah sure," Amy shook off trying to understand what Jim meant as she whistled for the car to stop.
The car came to a halt in the near distance. Amy ran up to the window and was greeted by the driver that sat there.
"What you doing here young lady?" driver asked.
"We need a lift back to village of Mount Kisco. Me and my friend..." Amy replied as she turned back her head.
In shock and horror she saw Jim was not there. The whole place was empty. Nothing was ahead of her except the broken and eroded road that lead to the woods and the damp moist air above.
"He was just here!" Amy said shaking.
"Girl you were all alone. No one was here with you. Listen up the place is dangerous. Get into the car. Let me drop you home," replied the driver.
"But...but..." Amy stammered.
The driver opened the door for her. For one last time Amy scanned through the place. Nothing was visible or heard other than the exhausted sound coming from the old car engine. Amy no longer waited as she understood something was wrong. She at once got into the car and slammed the door shut. The car revved up and after two or three failed attempts successfully initiated it's journey.
What had just happened to Amy was a question to be solved. Amy looked out through the window. The cool northerly wind beat her frightened face. Her brain was confused about the events that took place. She could not solve her maths on this occasion. How did she survive? What a nightmare she had! Where is Jim? Is he really dead? Many more questions swarmed through her brain which could not at all send impulses to solve the riddles of these queries that arose.
She was put off from her deep thoughts when the car slammed shut.
"What's wrong sir?" asked Amy.
The driver kept on honking as he pointed out to Amy.
As Amy cleared her eyes and looked ahead. There he stood. That red eye, gleaming towards Amy. The mask varnished with blood, along with the malefic smile. All though remained same he was wearing different clothes this time. Clothes of Jim! As the man took off his mask Amy gaped at shock towards him. A smirk spread over the Jim's face. He tilted his head and pointed the knife towards Amy and spoke out three words...
"YOU ARE NEXT!"
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