Take Over, Your Story Part III

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August 6th, 2012

R.T. wants to remain anonymous. R.T. used the Design Your Story Submission Form section and told me he wanted a sci-fi story. He let me run with it and I ended up with a series here. So, here is part I, I hope you enjoy R.T. and thanks for your submission. It keeps me busy and I love connecting with my readers and subscribers

 *Warning some content me be disturbing to some

Take Over, Your Story Part III

Sheriff Blake begins to think. Trying to connect the dots with what was going on with Ed. He then used his laptop in the car to search for any information about Clara in Kansas that he could...

Someone is banging on the front door of the police department. The sound of the heavy knocking echos through the empty station.

“Sheriff!” Tommy yells, “Are you in there?”

Tommy has a farm on the out skirts of town. He found Ed in his fields that are out in the middle of nowhere while he was surveying his harvest. He knows Ed all to well and he knows he doesn't travel too far from town. Ed knows where his bread and butter is, and never strayed too far.

Tommy places both forearms on the glass as he peers inside, looking for any signs of life. The building is well lit so Tommy has no problem in his search for anyone to open the door.

Buzzzzz- the door buzzer goes off indicating that it is unlocked.

Tommy opens the door and enters, stopping before the front desk and the wood partition that separates the lobby and the rest of the building. Tommy looks around surveying the empty desks and chairs for anyone who might be there.

“Sheriff!” Tommy yells out.

The police department is quite which isn’t unusual for this place.

“Hello?” Tommy says again.

He leans over the swinging door, that is about waist high. When it opens it allows the person access to the forward areas.  As he continues to stare off in the distance he doesn’t observe the TV monitors that are off to his right. The TV's are there for security purposes so the police department can be monitored by various cameras throughout the PD. 

If Tommy was more aware of what was going on around him, he would have seen a figure on monitor number eight displaying a person moving around in the hallways. His continued ignorance to what is going on begins to hinder him further as the person moves  past camera seven.

It was fast and sudden. The shadowy person moved across the floor suddenly. If he'd blinked he would have missed it. Tommy looks back and glances at the monitors but they are clear. He then grabs the phone receiver that is affixed to the wall and decides to call the sheriff personally.

“Let me see”, Tommy says trying to recall the sheriffs number.

As Tommy slowly enters the number on the key pad, camera six picks up the person, but this time it moves slow enough past the lens to get a glimpse. Tommy turns around but not quick enough, the dark person moved away. Tommy then leans over the monitors and gets a card that is resting in a card holder.

“Here's his number, 346-235…” Tommy says counting the numbers off as begins to enter it.

Camera five picks up where camera six left off. The camera is in the corridor off the main hallway. The figure is making its way to the front of the police department. Right to where Tommy is at.

We're sorry the number you dialed has been disconnect please hang up and try again – “Hmm” Tommy says aloud. “Let’s try to do this again." He says hanging the receiver up then quickly removing it again.

Camera five is displaying the figure on the monitor as it moves down the hallway towards camera four. That camera displays the person moving past the evidence room and leads into camera three's line of sight. Camera two is right outside the door where Tommy is standing as he tries to dial a simple number.

Tommy has the phone receiver up to his ear. He is staring at his reflection in the glass window pane that is casting his reflection back at him as the inside light clashes with the blackness of night trapping all the reflections inside the police department. The line connects and the ringing of the other phone can be heard form Tommy's handset, he got the number right. 

He stands with his arms crossed. He right forearm is upwards that is bracing the receiver to his ear. Behind Tommy, who is oblivious to the reflection of the main hallway door opening slowly as the dark figure moves out from the hallway and into the room with Tommy. Tommy continues to stare forward not aware of the moving figure headed his way.

“Hey Sheriff”, Tommy says, “Guess I got your voicemail. Anyway I am here at the police department but there is no one here…”

While Tommy talks to the sheriff’s phone recorder the shadow figure is moving much more closely to him, slowly reaching out to his left shoulder. Camera one is displaying the action in the monitor just to his left but he is not looking that way.

"I’ll be standing by the main phone until you call. I think I am the only one left in the world with no cell phone. Talk to you soon. Bye-bye.” Tommy leans down to place the phone back on the cradle.

He leans forward as the hand of the creepy figure reaches over him like a hook. Tommy places the phone receiver down on the base. As he leans back the hand grabs his shoulder and pulls him back violently.

“AHHHH”, Tommy screams.

PART IV SOON


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