uninvited

“DAMN CAR!!” screamed an enraged Jason as he turned the key of his car to hear a low rumble, a choke, and then nothing. His left eye began to twitch menacingly, “I’m a mechanic…” he said, but his edgy voice faded away because he felt a pain in his right leg then heard a really loud crack. The sound he dreaded as he had heard it every day in Vietnam, the crack of gunfire. He bent over to see what had hurt his leg but stopped when he felt a liquid running down his leg. He fell painfully to his side. Being in the army he caught the habit of swearing and said a couple of ‘interesting’ words as his vision faded to black.

The next day he woke up in the hospital. He was quite tired but he couldn’t get to sleep so he passed the time trying to walk on his shattered leg. He eventually stopped when the nurses were growing suspicious of why his leg was only getting worse.

After about 2 months in the hospital his leg had almost healed. Everything was great except two nights before he left he saw something that was horrifying.

One night he was in bed about to try walking on his almost healed leg when he noticed the door slowly opening, he covered himself in blankets and began to snore but the door didn’t close, instead he heard something like someone bouncing a ball so he looked up. What he saw was so shocking he jumped back and squealed like a pig. Jason saw a little transparent girl; her eyes flashed red every now and then. But he noticed that no girl looked like this and of course no human being at all looked like it, it was a zombie ghost.

After that experience Jason started to see her every where, like she was warning him not to go outside. On his last day at the hospital the little girl talked, “Don’t trust any one,” she said. Jason didn’t understand so when he left and everyone was saying good bye he wished that they would go.

He stepped outside in to the fresh air Jason couldn’t feel any happier. Suddenly his cell phone started to ring so he picked it and answered nervously, “Hello?” “You didn’t listen,” said a familiar voice. “Time to die!” “Who are you, y-y-you little p-p-p-punk!” screamed Jason at the phone. A police officer walked up to Jason and asked if he was ok Jason turned around slowly and stared at the police officer angrily “My name is Jason and I don’t want HELP!” He roared at the police officer who was slowly reaching for his baton. Jason turned around and began to walk away when he heard the police man murmur, “I am about to place you under arrest…” But couldn’t finish because Jason threw a punch at his face sending him into a wall. The police man slowly got to his feet and staggered up to me. At this Jason felt panicky and saw the police officer reach for his tazor but Jason was quicker, he lunged forward and ripped the officer’s gun out of its holster and shot him square between his eyes.

Jason stood there for a moment thinking of the consequences of this action. Suddenly he felt the same sharp pain, only it was higher than last time… much higher.

THE BIG SURPRISE!  “MUM!” James shouted. “Where are my socks?” James was a strongly built 14 year old, with eyes as blue as the sea. He took after his mother with his eyes. She was in her mid 40s. “Maybe check your drawers.” James’s mum replied. “I’m going out tonight, so ill leave you in charge.” James lived in a 3 storey high house if you included the basement. “Fine, just don’t get drunk like last time!” “I swear on the bible I won’t, bye!”  <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">“Bye.” James replied, as he went and sat in the lounge. He turned on the TV and started watching it. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Three hours later he went down to the basement to get some lemonade out of the beer fridge. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">His heart was pounding he was sure he had seen the doorknob turn. The thing is that James’s house had a little door in his basement which leads out to the garage. No one ever locked it because no one really knew about it. But now someone was opening the door and James had to hide, fast! His only option was to jump into the freezer. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">As James landed on a packet of frozen peas, a person entered the basement. “Told ya, it was easy to get in.” said a strangely familiar voice. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">“What next?” Whispered another. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">“Top floor.” Replied the first man as they started to climb the stairs. “Look where you’re going john!” screamed the first man. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">“I thought we used code names?” replied John. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">“Fine.” Whispered the man as they started going up the second flight of stairs. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Panic attacked his shaking body as he heard wooden boards creek above him. He scrambled out of the freezer and started to weep. “Will I die?” He thought to him self “NO!” He said to himself, “Keep it together.” <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">He thought of a plan <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">It was very easy, maybe too easy. As he started sneaking up the stairs. He was right for a few seconds because he stepped in as another man ran down the stairs and made the ground shatter beneath him. Then he saw him. He was a tall lanky man with hair that covered his eyes. This reminded James of his father. Anyway the man grabbed a screw driver and ran up stairs again. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">James muttered under his breath “How did he not see me?” “Must have been in a rush.” he replied to himself. So he ran to the phone and rang 111. He told the operator what had happen and she said a police car was coming. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;"> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">While waiting James got interested so he climbed up the second lot of stairs and saw that the lights were off. Then as quick as a flash they turn on and all his family and friends were their. They all screamed “HAPPY BIRTHDAY.” As a siren echoed, lost in the cold misty air.
 * 1) <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Climb up the stairs.
 * 2) <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">See if the phone was unguarded.
 * 3) <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 130%;">Use the phone to call police!