The Thing

I kept on stuffing my face with the sticky powdery pastry goodness that was the donuts that Mr. Police man that I am yet to learn the name gave me just seconds ago. He saw me struggle eating 3 donuts at the same time so he reluctantly handed me a small cup of steaming coffee with his face screwed up in a grimace. Immediately, I grabbed it from his hands: he barely dodged my sticky slimy hands with the powder, chocolate and fillings of the donuts which now covered the now grimy Styrofoam cup. The coffee barely did any help to soothe my constricted mouth. The officer didn't even bother hiding his disgust as he threw me tissue papers.

"What were you doing there?"

He asked as he leaned forwards, resting his chin on his palm. Even if he didn't show it, I know he is running out of patience, even though I ate the donuts like a pig I still chewed it the slowest that I can. I know on situations like this the best thing that a suspect can do is to tell the truth. I struggled swallowing a big lump of unchewed donuts before I successfully cleared my mouth to speak. I told the man everything that happened within the few hours I spent with Jack.

"So you're telling me that the chiefs son took you there to look for Christopher's daughter? In their home?

He asked as if he didn't believe anything that came that out of my mouth for the past ten minutes.

"Yes, I told you he's the mastermind of all this but Mr. Shawn was so out of it he was basically attempting to kill us…"

Officer Howell glared at me.

"Now, I know what we did was trespassing but we just came there to ask a few questions, we didn't know he would try to kill the two of us."

He sighed as he held his head leaning back on his chair, I did the same: copying his actions.

"I'll let you off the hook for now but I'm telling you, you are still the main suspect of this case without anyone to back you up."

That didn't ease the coils on my stomach as much as I had expected it to still, I still smiled in gratitude nonetheless though it might have appeared forced and wary. If only I could heal my wounds on command, I can use it to back up my case. The evidences that they will acquired from the scene, I hope it would be enough.

"Thanks Officer Howell."

"We called your father, he'll be here any minute now."

Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! I am so dead! Half an hour went by and my dad finally came to take me. I couldn't look him in the eye nor can I lift my head to see the upper half of his body. I am far too guilty and far too ashamed to face him. He didn't spoke a word towards me as we went through halls and corridors of the police station.

"I'm telling you, it was enormous! No man can do that!"

"So you're suggesting the aliens did that?"

"Fuck outta here Narciso!"

"I'm not saying that!"

"We don't have time for you're conspiracy."

We walked passed two men in a civilian attire and one police officer. Are they talking about the hole that we just discovered? Is it the only hole in our town or are there more?

"But there was a similar hole found on Petter's butchery."

Butchery?… Jack, Butchery, Jack, Butchery, Jack… The dream! My palms started to cold sweat.

"Hahahaha, you think Christoper did it? You know, to steal some meat from Petter?"

The two men including me only shook our heads but unlike the two, I didn't laugh. There is seriously something wrong with that hole, something wrong with our town and these people are clueless as to what is happening.

The moments I spent with Jack was the longest twenty-four hours of my life, I regret hanging out with him but I cant help this sense of responsibility to save him besides, without him I can't prove my innocence. I didn't have this ability to regenerate for nothing. The car ride was so quiet, it was suffocating but I'd rather suffocate than swallow my pride and talk to the one who's driving. I diverted my attention to the scenery around us. My brows furrowed upon the realization that we are not heading home, instead we are heading towards the exit of our town. There are no houses, only cornfields beyond the horizon. The only source of light is the headlight of our car and the street lights. I suddenly felt cold and faint. Can't I catch a break!

"Dad?"

I finally decided to face him and immediately regretted it.

…

Clinton Gardner

"Babe."

I whined between our kiss as I drive heading into my family's barn house. I struggle as I try to respond with the same need on our kiss without crashing my car though I'm not worried since this place is surrounded by those annoying itchy corns. We continued making out even as we exit the vehicle. Audrey jumped and wrapped her legs around me, on cue I grabbed her ass to steady her in my arms as we continue to make out, carrying her into the barn. We've been using this barn for many sorts of activities like: sex, parties, sex parties and many typical teenage shenanigans. Though I hardly smoke since I always believe that it's bad for my skin and body, my friends would calls me lame names they could come up with but they tend to shut up after I've beaten them to a pulp exactly proving my point that drugs rot your muscles and weakens your damn immune system. Entering, I reached for the light switch.

"Babe, can you not turn on the lights for me please."

Fine. Easier for me to imagine I'm fucking someone else. Honestly I'm getting bored of her. I just hummed in response with my eyes still closed. I pulled away tenderly and slowly opened my eyes. She smiled and I smiled back a sinister smile that would make any girl in this pathetic town horny. Without any warning, I threw her down the makeshift bed made off hay, it went everywhere as she squealed in excitement and surprise. I immediately went down on top of her with her hands fumbling on my zipper, when suddenly, aloud cry ripped through the silent night. No one is suppose to be here. This is a private property!

"What the fuck."

I cursed as I went back on my feet pulling my pants back on.

"Stay here while I go check whoever it is. Okay?"

Looking down on Audrey's frightened orbs she nodded. Who the fuck had the fucking guts to trespass on our property? Everyone here knew how notorious my father rule this farm so no one ever bothered trying to pull stupid shits on our property unless it got my permission and I definitely didn't consent this unless my father or mother did but knowing this stupid annoying cries, even my great grandfather with dementia will not allow this.

I followed the cries fuming in anger as I approach the son of a bitch. I am definitely going to murder this bitch! Making me venture through this itchy prickly corn field! I stopped dead on my tracks as I catch a glimpse of a group of corns that has been yanked off their roots. Oh at this point this bitch is asking for it! I'm gonna bury you right here. Maybe this is one of those times where the saying 'You're digging your own grave' hint on. Like a raging bull, I charged at the site I was certain the crying woman is located. Appearing from the shadows, The first thing I noticed was the the nude woman sitting on the ground.

"Hey slut! What the fuck do you think you're doing here!"

Then I noticed the massive hole that she most probably dug. I can now feel my face heating up and the veins on my forehead bulging in anger.

"Bitch, look at me when I'm taking to you!"

I felt my body crash down into the ground as the fucking bitch stood its ground, my mouth dried up as I gawk at the nose less woman with its fangs bared and eyes glowing in the dark hissing down at me, it's skin was gray yet white and leathery, figure slim like it used to be a starved dog on the streets finally having enough and took a form of a human instead. Are animals capable of evolving like this when they are adapting? I wish I paid more attention to my science class but looking at it now, it is absolutely hairless, her hands: abnormally long with nails as thick and dark as a bear's claw… yet beautiful… so pretty. I want to kiss her. W-what? I heard the thing screech at me but didn't pay much attention to it as I shook my head, feeling really disoriented like I just woke up from the best party of my life with my eyes heavy as a fucking dumbbell and blurry like my cars windshield after fucking inside it. The itch I got from the corns was the final straw to finally snapping me back to my senses but It took most of my energy to snap myself out of the fucking bitch hypnotic whatever. I looked around me and the bitch thing was gone. My energy was drained but the adrenaline kept me awake as I went back to the barn house.