I was at Stephen's (friend from school) house, and we were just hanging out. I don't remember much of what we were doing, but I know that his dad was around there somewhere. (he passed away a few years ago in waking life) At some point, his mom told us that dinner was ready, so we went to his kitchen to eat.
The layout was a little different than his real kitchen. I think his kitchen was supposed to be more where his "formal" living room was supposed to be, and instead of eating at the table, we were eating by the window. I don't really remember what was cooked for us, but I think it may have been some sort of stew or something. I was really afraid of not liking it, but I think I made myself eat anyway. It wasn't as bad as I had feared, so that was good. We talked for a bit more while we ate. I think we were talking about things like physics and religion.
At some point during this conversation, I remember something about being outside while talking to Stephen inside. I'm not sure if I was talking to him through an open window (which the sill acted as our table) or if I was supposed to still be inside but just watching this from a third party point of view.
Anywho, as we talked, the scene around us seemed to change somewhat, and I eventually wound up in this big library. I was now at school, and I was in some sort of class that was discussing physics and religion. We were in a bit of time where we were supposed to be working amongst ourselves and working in groups. The group I was working with was mainly girls. I think there were two or three of them, one of which was Jenny (younger girl that rode my bus). The second girl may have been someone like Ashley (girl from school, daughter of Agriculture teacher at the middle school), although I'm not really sure who it was.
Ashley was doing something to try to pass a note to someone that was in the middle of the class. We were situated kind of strangely. Most of the people were at tables and desks in the middle of the library, but some of us were around that area on the floor, sitting at the beginnings of rows of shelves. Anyway, I think that Ashley threw the note that she had, and it bounced off of a desk or something and came back to her. We found it a bit funny, and the teacher, who was a young guy, kind of like the science teacher from Donnie Darko, came over to see what was going on. We were trying to hide what she had done, but it just seemed so funny that the note came flying back at her that we were having a hard time not giggling about it. The teacher told us that we needed to get our work done, and he left.
Then we had this "survey" that we were supposed to finish up. It was mostly typed up, but we had to add some stuff in by hand. After adding stuff, we knew that we had to go and type it up again, so I offered to go to the library(!) and do it. When I said "library", though, I was thinking of the one at Pleasant Valley Church. Jenny was saying that she would do it, and I told her that I could type really fast. She said that she could, too, but I finally was able to convince her that I could type faster.
While trying to convince her, I was making typing movements in the air, kind of like I was trying to taunt her. I was kind of giggling about it, but she finally gave in and let me go do it. So I left, and then I was "at work", which happened to be in the basement of Pleasant Valley Church. I guess I had missed the library all together.
I was talking to Cobbie (from Mercedes), and he was collecting for some Christian charity. We were in the area of the room at the corner of the basement, near the area where the "arts and crafts" room for bible school was. (also where the church ladies would get together and put together quilts) I told him that I really wanted to donate, but I was feeling around and I didn't seem to have my wallet. I told him that if I found it, I would donate to him, and he said okay. I had a feeling that he didn't believe me because I never took him up on things like this. I wanted to show him that I didn't always turn him down. So I went over across the room, which was in the area of the Youth Room. There didn't seem to be any walls up between where the rooms normally were.
Anyway, I went over to sit against the wall, when I felt something next to my right knee. It was my wallet. It turned out to be in "my other pants". So I reached down inside the loose fitting pants I was wearing, and I found the low and deep pocket of the pair of pants I was wearing under them. I fished around, and with a bit of trouble, I finally pulled out my wallet. I turned and looked at Cobbie and gave him a grin, letting him know that I had found my wallet. I sat down and started going through it. I had a lot of ones in there. Some were out flat, and others folded in half. I probably had $20-$25 in ones, it looked like. I decided to pull out 5 ones to give to Cobbie.
I was sitting in a metal fold-down chair, and Cynthia and Phillip (from Mercedes) were to my left. Cynthia was kind of in front of me, and Phillip was more in line with me, flat up against the wall. I was afraid of Cynthia would see me counting the money and demand that I give her some, so I was trying to be kind of discreet about it. As I was going through the money, I noticed that I also had quite a few fives in there. I was going through the money that was folded in half.
I started pulling out ones to give to Cobbie, and as I did, I noticed two strange things. I had a $3 bill and a $4 bill. They were both kind of yellowish-pink in color (kind of like the new color on the recent $20) and I pulled them out to take a look at them. I thought it was really strange that I had those. As I looked closer, I saw that they were actually gift certificates for some seafood restaurant, and they had a location (I think) and a signature both written in by a manager. I thought that Phillip would get a kick out of them, so I got his attention and handed them over to him. He took a look at them and grinned. At first he thought they were real, like I did, but then he saw the extra writing, too.
Then we all had to go outside. Some guy showed up, and he was going to have us searching for whale bones. So we got up and left with various types of equipment. They were mostly things like nets and buckets. I'm not sure what this guy was supposed to look like, but it seems that I did get a glance at him once or twice. He may have been kind of older, short, and stocky, with a horizontally striped shirt, and some sort of hat on that may have been white. I think it was kind of supposed to be "sailor garb". But I'm not very sure about this.
Anyway, we kept walking until we were out in the yard of Mike's (former step-father) house. We were up kind of close to the road, out at the far corner of the yard next to the field. (the corner where mom had her flower bed and the Christmas tree that we had planted that one year) We were looking around out there near the bank, and it was kind of like we were supposed to be able to look in the grass and ground almost as if it were water. We could swish or nets down into the ground and try to pull things up and look for things moving.
I think we only wound up finding one or two when we started hearing this loud rumbling off in the distance from the direction of Weyers Cave. The teacher gave a bit of a start, and he said something about, "Here come the..." He used a word to describe what was coming, but I don't remember what it was. No one really knew what he was talking about, and he was telling us that they were like the whales, but much much worse. He was telling us that they wouldn't hesitate for a moment to kill us where we stand.
Then the rumbling got much louder, and from behind the hill in front of 256 came a group of motorcyclists. These were leather clad, Harley riding, hard core bikers. There were one or two per bike, and they were all heading in the direction of Grottoes. We all scattered. I went and ran inside Mike's house, which was supposed to be my house, too, at the time. Just as I was going inside, I saw some of them, out of the corner of my eye, turn and come up our road. I got inside and slammed shut the screen door. For whatever reason, I didn't shut or lock the main inner door.
Anyway, Em (wife) was inside on her computer, and she didn't have any idea about what was going on. I told her about it, but she didn't seem worried. I was pretty worried, though. She was in the old "living room" area, but this, somehow, was up on the second floor. The part of the house that I was going back and forth in was all on one level, but where I came in at the front door was level with the ground, while at the other side of the house (facing 256) was up on the second floor, and it even seemed high enough to be up on the third floor.
Anyway, I went back to the front door and peeked out. I saw a couple of them moving around the yard looking for people to kill, and I thought that they had seen me peeking out, but I jumped back around the corner of the door, and they never came over to me, so I guess they hadn't. I went back in and talked to Em about it some more. We looked out the windows, and there just seemed to be more and more of them going down the road. It was a never ending group of them, just like the teacher/sailor had warned us.
Finally we thought we were at the end of them, and I went to my old bedroom at the end of the house to look towards the hill in front of 256. When I looked, I saw that reality was unraveling, and we were sitting at the edge of the known universe. There were pink swirls of gas where the hill had been, and there was nothing beyond it. Just white[?!]. There seemed to be a brief moment where they seemed done.
I went back in to tell Em about it, and we saw the last few of them driving off towards Grottoes. A couple of them pulled off and went to the woods at the far end of the field where Tom's (owner of the local turkey farm) house was, and drew out swords. They seemed to be taunting something just inside the edge of the woods, and one of them started sword fighting. I saw and heard the clanging, but I'm not sure what he was fighting with. I think it was the owner of the house that was there (but it wasn't Tom).
Then we heard more of them coming again. Em and I got really scared, and we were peeking out from behind the curtains of the upstairs out towards 256. We were afraid that they'd see us peeking out, but we had to keep an eye out and see what was going on. I realized, soon after this, that this was probably it. We were going to die a horrible and violet death. I thought I could maybe try to fight them, but I realized that I just wanted it over as soon as possible. I wanted them to just decapitate me and get it over with quickly. I lamented about feeling this way for a bit, but I finally just waited for it to happen, because I knew it was coming, and there wasn't anything I could do to stop it. I didn't know what to do or say for Em, because I didn't thing she really understood that yet.
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