There's no time

It had been 3 years since Jacob Stone had been reported missing. It came as a shock to those who knew him best, as he was quite happy for the average 13 year old. I'm Daisy Thomas and I'm gonna tell you what actually happened to the him.

Daisy, Daniel and Christopher are mourning at their friend's funeral. But then a sinister figure emerges from the shadows of their small town. After many strange events, Daisy and her friends are soon swept up into a mystery that no one could even begin to imagine. It's not long before they realise that the clock is ticking, and for something's, there's no time...


33. Part 3 - Chapter 32


I boarded my way out of town with the others behind me. Using the same theory that I'd used earlier, I lifted one foot off the board. I must have been in front by at least 10 meters. I sped up the hill as fast as I could. I couldn't believe that I'd let this happen. I felt responsible for what I was hearing. Maybe if I'd stayed then things might have been different. But the thing that scared me most was the deathly silence after the screaming. I was desperate to get there as quickly as possible. A sick feeling had begun to fill my stomach. What if I was too late?  What if she was dead? 

I would never be able to forgive myself. I shook my head. There had been less than 6 screams. With the others, there had been over 10. I went faster and faster until I was right outside the window. Peering in, I saw everything side on: Trinia down over a twitching body that could only belong to Daisy and the silhouettes of Christopher, Rebecca and Daisy's other two friends through the frosted window on the back wall. My jaw dropped and my stomach clenched. Will's and Tarrin's bodies were hanging on the wall. It was gruesome. If we didn't do something soon, then Daisy and the others would end up like that too. 

Katie and the rest of the group had caught up with me now. Gapping and commenting on my 'epic speed'. I couldn't have cared less. I made them all gather round as I explained our delicate situation. We started going through the plans again for the last time. Suddenly we were interrupted by another scream. 

"Ready?" I asked. Tough. They had no other choice.

"Ready," they all whispered in reply. I took up the 30 second stunt gun. It should buy us enough time. Katie and Jank set up the hover Sn X21. It was the hovering equivalent to a motor bike. Stacey stood at the door with her hands ready to open it. With her fingers, she counted down from 3.

3- what if it didn't work?

2- no time to think about that.

1- literally.

I burst into the room, gun raised. Trinia looked up in surprise. I took aim and pulled the trigger. She fell backwards, temporarily paralysed. I ran over to Daisy and picked up her limp body. I left the room as fast as possible, keeping my eyes on the door as I rushed towards it. I was trying to ignore the two bodies on the wall. This operation was balanced on a razors edge. One mistiming, one miscommunication, one minuscule mistake would upset the whole thing out of place like a line of dominos. We couldn't afford for that to happen. That's why none of those things where going to happen. Not on my watch.

I jumped on the Sn X21, Daisy's back pressed against my front. I looked down at the dials. Good. True to their words, Katie and Jank had everything ready. I looked at them as I pushed off. They nodded at me solemnly. Though I'd only had three practice runs, I was quite fast. I was going to do everything I could to get us back to safety. So where the others, I hoped. We sped off. I needed to get us as far away as possible or at least as hidden for now. The fitting phrase would have been to 'get off the radar.' But that wasn't possible. Not yet anyway. I darted my eyes between the road and Daisy. She looked awful. Her hands were a bleeding mess and the inside of her forearm had been cut clean open. Her bare feet bore white burns and brands; the light blue t-shirt that she'd been wearing was covered in large blood stains.

I had to look away, just like that time in the car. I hated seeing her so weak and vulnerable. Daisy, always so strong. Daisy, always so funny. Daisy, always there for everyone. All I wanted was to be held by her, to be able to breathe in and out on her shoulder. But she couldn't do that. Not right now. This was Trinia's doing. For the second time, the person I hated most had made me avert my gaze from the person I loved the most. There wasn't going to be a third time.

"I promise" I whispered. She stirred.

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