Dust and Stone

"I've gotta find a way back." I said to my brother, "Back to what exactly Charlie?" He asked worried "I'm not sure Jack. Just back. Back to not now..."
I take my camera everywhere with me, filming everything, but since that day, the screams all sound the same.


3. Chapter 2.

The cops came the next day, after mum reported me and my brother missing. I could see in her eyes that she was truly scared, terrified in fact. All I wanted to do was speak up and tell her all about the shouting and darkness. Of course, she wouldn't of believed me, she never did, she hardly even spoke to me at home, but from the agonizing pain and distraught in her face, I could tell she did really love me. Knowing that though, made it harder to walk away. The thing that hurt the most was being sat opposite to mum in the living room, watching as she filled out missing persons fact files for both me and Jack, staring right at me, but not being recognized, not being know, not being seen. I wanted to put my arm around her and tell her everything was going to be alright, but I couldn't, and everything was not alright. The shouty man, my brother, Jack, and I, were dead. I had killed us.

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