Other Side

She was staggering. Her knees and arms were caked in moldy, decomposed leaves from the forest floor and blood. Her breath was ragged and hoarse. Sounds came out as almost nothing.
She had to get away.
She had to get away from him, it, them. . .
"Please!" She pleaded, her hand scrambling for support amoung the tree trunks. "Leave me alone!"
Her vision was going in and out and black dots were begining to appear. She couldn't have it.
"Help!" She screamed. "Help me!"
She sees a clearing ahead, and her legs gear into action. She was almost there.
She had to get out of that godforsaken forest.
She had to get out before she became apart of it.
"Help!" Her voice had become next to nothing.
She stops running under the rain, exhausted. She couldn't seem to contian her fear. There was something about the way everything looked that she just could no longer handle it anymore. Something deep in her stomach begins to burn and next thing she knows, she's doubled over and vomits a deep red-black liquid. This place was off. She knew it. It also knew that she knew this. It was an eeri feeling. She uses her sleeve to wipe off her mouth and closes her eyes. She looked like death warmed over.
"Please God, give me a break. . . "
She hears her dog that is chained to the tool shed, barking at the woods. She looks up.
Between the trees, a few meters away, a starving coyote watches her, assesing her and her movements, waiting for its moment to feed. Its eyes are black and disturbed. It stares at her, and she stares right back.
The beast pants anxiously, then suddnely, a thick thread of blook drips from its snout. Too much blood to be real.
The trees and the branches next to the animal seems to bend and crack violently. She looks right at all of this. No fear, however, just fury.
The next moment the front door burst opens and she frantically rushes in, slamming it shut behind her and resting her back against her. He lookes up at her.
"-cking hell. What are you doing?"
"I can't! I can't do this. That smell's getting to me and there's something out there.. There's something fucking out there. We gotta go! We have to get out!"
He looks up from the roast he was in the middle of dishing out. "Oh no you don't. You're not leaving just yet, the slumber party hasn't even started yet."
She turns to him. "Please, love..." he pleads.
"There's something fucked up with this place! You guys all know it. You're just not telling me or what but you all know it. Stop pretending this all isn't there!"
Her brother, Michael, emerges from the basement.
"What is it, D?"
She breaks down into tears.
"We've got to get out of here!" She screams at him.
Michael's friend, Calum shows up from the hallway. He looks at her like she had gone mad. Harry gives Michael a stone cold look that tells him to keep his mouth shut. Michael doesn't listen, however. "Sis, please. . . "
"Don't 'sis' me! We've got to get out of here! Guys, shit's gonna happen! We have to go!!!!"
Harry swallows hard and quietly speaks up. "We can't leave..." She freezes at his words.
"What..?"
There's a profound silence that filled the room. Calum steps forward. It was apparent on his face he was unsure of his movements. "We-w.. We're not taking you back.
She freezes.
"What?" She asks.
"We've decided we're not driving you home." Calum tells her. "You're gonna have to stick this out. We don't want to almost lose you again."
She rolls her eyes bitterly. "What the fuck are you saying, Calum?"
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