I woke up the next morning with my
head throbbing. I walked out into the living room and found Erik
half falling off the couch.
"What am I going to do with you?" I
walked up and picked up the blanket that had fallen on the floor
and recovered him. I turned towards the kitchen and dug through
the cabinets looking for something to eat. Again all that was
left was that same ramen package. I let out an exhausted breath.
Looks like I'm running to the store today. I through a pot of
water on the stove waiting for it to boil so I could make my
ramen. One package of ramen wasn't going to fill both me and the
thing in the living room. After I was done cooking I quickly ate
what was there, changed into a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, put
on some sneakers, and was off to the store.
When I arrived I grabbed a cart and
just started to fill it up with random food. Everything from
Oreo's to pineapple. I was looking through the meat section when
someone tapped on my shoulder. I turned around to meet dark
"Erik? What are you doing here, your
suppose to be asleep."
"I got hungry." He looked like a
lost puppy. How could this be the same person that spoke with
such malice and hatred the night before. He went and started to
dig through the cart looking at what I had picked up. "You don't
have any tomatoes." He said looking up at me.
"Yeah there really good. Can we get
some." I just looked at him for a few minutes.
"Just tomatoes. Nothing with
"Yeah what's wrong with
"Nothing." I said picking up a
packet of ham. I walked through the isle's with Erik trailing
behind picking up a bunch of different things. Including
Walking through the front door of my
small house not bothering to wait for Erik to bring in the
"Well come on I don't have all day."
I said walking through the house into my room. Looking through
some of my files I have on my desk. I picked up the mission
review that I had written out for the company. Walking back into
the kitchen I found Erik sitting there trying to find were stuff
goes. He looked up at me when I walked through the arch
"Kayla where does all of this stuff
go?" He asked holding up a jar of peanut butter.
"Just leave everything here but can
you do me a favor?" I asked looking up at him.
"Yeah sure what is it?"
"I need you to run this down to the
company building. When you get there, hand this paper to the
front desk secretary." I said handing him the mission
"Yeah fine." He started to walk out
the door. By this time it was going on three o'clock in the
afternoon. I started putting grocery's away when I heard the
front door close.
Walking down the drive way I jumped
in the car and headed down towards Lucifer. I really hate coming
here. The whole building smells like holy water. When I arrived I
walked through the glass doors and was once again greeted with
stares, but these where less friendly. I walked up to the front
deskand waited for the secertary to notice.It was the same girl
from before but i forget her name.She finallylooked up at me and
"Hey your that guy from yesterday
that came in with Kayla.My name isBecca if you dont remember but
I forget yours, what was it again?"She asked looking at me with a
"Erik. Here Kayla told me to give
these to you." I held out the papers for her to take. She looked
at them then back up at me.
"Come on, you can put them in your
file folder in the back." She entered a door right behind the
secretary's desk, and I followed. We entered a large room filled
to the brim with files.
"Lets see where's Kayla's" She said
searching through the L section. I looked as well. I came across
a tan file folder with the name LITE written across it in capital
letters I looked around for the secretary to tell her that I had
found it but she was nowhere to be seen. I opened the folder and
found a piece of paper with Kayla's picture on it, with a whole
bunch of information. I started to skim through it and endedup
getting sucked into the writing.
Name: Kayla Marie Lite
Age of entry : 5
Current age: 22
Reason for entry:
Demon attack. Theair was
clouded with mist and filled with the smell of rain. A small
house lay on a hill in the middle of the woods. They were
celebratingtheir middle daughter's birthday.Kayla Lite. She was a
bright young girl, with an elder sister, Lucia Light, and a new
bornbrother, Christopher Lite.Her mother, Catherine Litealong
with her husband Kenneth Lite.
At 11 o'clock that night glass
shattered and blood was spilled. Catherine ran with her only
surviving daughter into a room and closed the doors making sure
to lock it. Putting her child under the desk she covered her in
water from head to two making sure not to miss an inch.
"Kayla whatever you do, do not make
a sound no matter what you hear. You have to understand this is
for you safety." Twisted growls could be heard down the hall
along with the echoing click of nails. "Also DO NOT MOVE from
this spot until help comes do you understand." The young girl
looked up at her mother one last time before she disappeared in
front of the desk. Pounding on the door could be heard and then
the wood finally broke. Her mother's screams of pain where
heardand the vicious snarls and growls of the monster hurting her
mother echoed through the room. Soon the screams stopped and
there was just silence. Kayla tried desperately to not make a
noise by covering her mouth. The footsteps of the monster could
be heard getting closer, and closer. Gun shots were fired and a
yelp fallowed . A young man in his mid 30's reached out to Kayla
but when he touched her she broke out into a fit of screams. When
she finally opened her eyes. She came face to face with a man
dressed in black and kind blue eyes.
"It's okay Kayla there is no need to
be scaredI'm here to help you." He said picking her up. The young
girl curled up in his arms and he covered her with his cloak, not
wanting her to see the remains of her family. On their way out of
the house there was a portrait of the kind family, but there
smiles where ruined by the blood the splattered the
I just stood there staring down at
the piece of paper. I heard footsteps coming around the corner so
I closed the file. What was in there was not met for other people
to see. Becca walked over in my direction while saying, "Oh, look
you found it!"
She took the file from my hand and
placed the report inside. "Thanks for helping me find her file it
would have took me forever." She said rushing me out of the file
room "Bye have a safe trip home." She waved goodbye as I walked
out the main doors.
On my way back to the house I
contemplated on whether or not I should ask Kayla about her past.
We hadn't know each other for that long so it may not be a good
idea. Would she be mad if I asked? She was my partner so I had a right to know if
there was something that had happened to her. I have a right to
know. Eventually after about ten min's I decided against asking,
if she wants me to know then she'll tell me. I took a quick look
at my watch, it was already going on six thirty. I sped up the
car so that I could get back and see the person that had been
haunting my thoughts.