A Hidden Secret

Intriguing Discovery

It was a picture of herself! Maybe 6 or 7 years ago. Why would he have her picture? At anytime, let alone at 15 years old right before she had that awful night all those years ago. 

Kallie's rage flared. He must be some sort of stalker that got caught and that was the reasoning for him fleeing. She had his scent now and would know if he came within 3 miles of her. No way would she be a victim of this person.

The only creeping thought was, “how did he get so badly injured before crashing into a mailbox right behind me?”

A sharp scent drifted towards her. Kallie had about 30 seconds before the police arrived. Whipping around she saw a lone figure lounging by the stop sign at the opposite end of the street. She could see white teeth glisten against the figure's dark skin as what seemed like a  smile spread across their face. If a smile is what you could call it. 

A strange trickling fear started to drip down her spine. Kallie froze as she watched the figure lower a knife into their hand that was tucked into the black sleeve of a thick coat. 

Kallie couldn't distinguish if this lone figure was a woman or a man. The stance was confusing. The smell wasn't like anything she's smelled before. 

This figure smelled like they were rotting from the inside out. 

The long thin arms and legs made her think a woman but then the sheer height was concerning. 

Instantly, Kallie knew she needed to run. Something was off about this creature. It was evil, her gut was twisting in agony to tell her so. There's just an aura to a person like that. 

The knife in the hand of the black clothed creature smelled of blood. She could hear the thick liquid dripping off of it. 

Could this be the perpetrator that beat and wounded my strange stalker? 

Who was to be trusted and who was dangerous? 

Kallie could feel her heart thumping out of her chest. She was frozen. The police would be here soon, maybe they could protect her. Though she had a sneaking suspicion that this creature, animal, whoever, or whatever it was could and would slaughter anyone willing to help her. 

Blue lights started reflecting off of a few white houses down the street next over. 

This helped snap her out of her own thoughts. 

The figure took a step towards Kallie and she moved as fast as she ever thought possible. 

Without stumbling she shoved the crinkled, worn picture of herself into her pockets on her tight jeans, kicking out of her heels, and bolting. She glanced back to see her heels sitting on the ground next to the car and then glanced toward where the figure had been. 

Gone. 

She glanced back to her shoes and the figure was standing there slicing the bloody knife though the sides of them, tearing them apart. 

Her hearing allowed for her to hear it’s raspy voice say, “I’m coming for you…” 

Just those few words gave Kallie the boost she needed to run faster and not look behind her. Frightened for her life and wondering how her life took a spin like this she ran through town. She didn't want to go home yet. What if he followed her home?

No, she would wait until the sun was rising till she figured out what to do next.