Only In The Dark

A boy with his eye on two worlds and a disappearing family, Oliver Shawl is put to the test to finish his father's work and save man kind from the monsters and demons that walk among us in the dark.
This was my Nano write that I, unfortunately, was late to sign up for due to technical difficulties.

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7. 6th Grade

He was going on 12 and heading into 6th grade as one of the smartest kids in his class. He was proud of himself but did his best to not stand out like he already did. By this time it had been two years since he had seen his parents, and the bandage was long gone. The gash on his face had somewhat healed and was a pink scar along his cheek. The rumors had gotten graphic; “Don’t look at him! He might tell his dad and he’ll come get you”... “I heard his mom tried to kill him with a knife but just barely missed and now she’s in jail.” He tried his best to ignore them. He couldn’t tell someone what had actually happened.

He had seen many more of these shadows and actually made contact with one of them. It was the same one in the boys bathroom, only a year later. He had worked up the courage to talk to her…

He stood in front of the mirror and stared into it which felt like nearly an hour before the girl had appeared again. He still got goosebumps and his heart still loudly pumped as he stared at her back. She wasn’t moving and that caused him to be even more frightened. Will she attack me? “Hello?” He spoke up while looking in the mirror at her. He saw her twitch but she didn’t answer. He then swallowed the lump in his throat and spun around to look at her. He gasped and fell against the sink when she turned around also to look at him. It was like she was a shadow, he could make out the structure of her face and see her mouth but he couldn’t see her eyes. The room felt chilly and it stunk of rotten eggs. He sat there looking at her for a while before he spoke again. “H-Hi?”

“Hi.” Her voice was cheerful.

“S-So y-you do talk.”

“I do.”

“Why didn’t you when I said Hello?”

“I didn’t hear you.”

“How could you not have heard me? I’m right here.”

Her body flickered and her head tilted to the side like she was studying him. “You’re not where I am.”

“What do you mean? We’re in the bathroom right now.”

She just flickered and twitched, then the bathroom door pushed open and a grown man came in. He wore a suit and tie and he had glasses. His head tilted a little as he looked at Oliver who then turned and swiftly walked out of the bathroom.

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A cold sweat trickled down from the side of his head. His palms squeezing the railing as he stared over the city streets which cars honked impatiently while stopped in front of a red light. The sun was barely setting and from the height he was at he swore he could taste the street food, it’s scent wafted up from the road. His tie around his neck was loose, his button up shirt undone revealing some chest hair that was usually hidden. Colton thought he could feel his heart thumping in his head.

I didn't want to go out like this… But it has to happen. I can’t let them hurt my family.

He closes his eyes. The tears had already escaped earlier but they were beginning to start up again. His legs shook under him as he pulled himself over the railing and onto the edge of the cement roof, he didn't dare look down knowing it'll cause him to change his mind. His whole body was shivering from the trauma he had gone through.

“I can't live this way, God. Please forgive me. Take pity on my ugly soul.” He whispered into the light breeze that fought his body against the steel bars. All he could think about was how much he wanted to end the misery that was about to come. For his family. For his friends. He wanted more than anything to be done with the suffering. End the way his heart choked on every beat his muscles forced from it. Wanting to give up on the opinion that everything would be alright and everyone would save themselves. That poor boy has so much coming his way and he has to do it on his own. No one can do it alone. He’ll have help. He’ll have help Tim. I promise. He promised in his mind, knowing they wouldn’t hear him even if he tried.

The sun's rays fell upon his large figure creating a dark silhouette behind him. His toes of his black dress shoes hung over the edge of the 20 story hotel building; the building he had just signed into not 2 hours earlier. His heart was heavy with the thought of what he was leaving his family to deal with in his absence. But it’s better than their death on his hands. “I’m so sorry you have to be alone in this.” He sobbed into his hands, leaning against the railing so he didn’t fall.

“Do it…” A voice whispered into his ear. “Do it.”

A flock of birds flew over him in the opposite direction he faced. He could only hear them squawking to each other while his eyes held tightly shut. The world finally became quiet and he slowly uncovered his face and leaned forward, away from the bars until he felt the air holding him. His legs threatened to give out on him while he stood unsteadily on the brink of death. “Please rest my pain. Send my soul somewhere useful.”

His feet left the stable roof and his body flew over the edge. The air rushed against him as he fell quietly through it. His heart was pounding at first but it slowed, time almost stopped. His body dangling in the air and he opened his eyes to see the warm sidewalk welcoming his embrace. Time sped up to him quicker than it slowed and that was the end.

The sun kept it's hot smile over the city streets till the moon took it's place later that night; but the streets stayed the same. Sirens in the distance, cries and chattering among the people standing around the man on the ground. It was not a quiet city. This city was roaring, blinding, a waste. Sin was all this city was and will ever be. It didn't start out this way of course, it's the people to blame. Humanity is all this world needs to screw it up.

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