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“Oh my god, hallo?! You got to help me! I’m locked in the library in Sparta!” a male voice answered filled with fear.
“What? Where? Who ar-”
“Hurry, please! I – no time – dark –”
The voice drowned in a wave of interferences and was finally killed by the beep of disconnection. Eden started sobbing and tried to recall but the cell phone was dead once again. She leaned on the cash desk and tried to focus. No chance. Eden knew she had to find the man she had just talked to. He was in danger. She picked herself up, then put the cell in a pocket of her jeans und ran back to her truck.
“Come on, don’t play games with me now,” she mumbled as she turned the keys in the lock. After a loud roar the car started and Eden put the pedal to the metal. She left the gas station and speeded past some sear trees. She knew the road to Sparta well. It was the town she never wanted to see again.
The sun burned down on the green truck that rushed through dust and dry leaves. Eden clasped the steering wheel and stared on the road. She had to hurry. Someone was in great danger and she was the only one informed. 5 miles to Sparta. Her heart was about to pop out and the breathing had speeded up critically. Eden checked her phone – still no reception and the battery was getting lower and lower.
Some minutes later she saw the first houses popping out of the dusty horizon. They were built low and so was the rest of the town. No building was higher than two floors but the town hall. Suddenly Eden’s truck was hit by great power, skidded, lifted off for some seconds, rolled over and finally came to rest on its roof in the middle of the plains of Sparta. The girl hung in the safety belt. She could hardly open her eyes. Her limbs were exhausted. She reached for the belt lock slowly. She tried to prop but hit the ground hard after it had flicked away. The girl took a look around trying to make out what she had hit but soon realized that she had not caused this accident.
As Eden tried to recover from what had happened that well-known feeling of anxiety came back upon her. Heavy steps revealed an unwanted presence. It came closer and the girl looked for a way to get away. The truck started to turn. Sand trickled through the cracked windows.
“Not again, f**ker!” she screamed and kicked the door open stirring up the dust.
Eden crawled out of the moving truck and turned around. The rotating truck was all she could see. There was nothing – again. But as the girl got up a heavy blow caught her attention, then another. It caused a small wave of sand each time hitting the ground. The attacker was still here and came closer.
The girl started to run towards the houses. For a moment the massive steps followed her but suddenly they stopped. Eden had no time to look back. Her legs rushed and so did her heart. Her blood had been replaced by adrenaline and as soon as she reached the house an alarming silence lay upon the plain. The noise of bending metal signalized another offensive of the unknown. A shadow appeared on the wall next to Eden. She looked up to the sky and faced her green truck. She could just dodge it right on time. The car smashed into the house with great impact. The girl was petrified with horror and stared at the pit the Chevy had left behind. The dark presence was gone. All that was left were its steps in the sand.
