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Summary

As a child I remember the nightmares about monsters that would terrify me. But to now see them right in front of me. Was the worse then I could imagin Matias Underland, was a normal university student, when an accident makes hin see his little city in a completely new light. How will he cope with now knowing the truth? And what happens when he finds comfort in the most unlikely of places

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1

I groggily woke up at the sound of my alarm clock, trying to reach out in the blinding sun coming through my window to shut off the damm noise. With a groan I sat up and stretched. Knowing today was going to be as boring as the last. At the age of 21, life had all but no meaning it me no more. It seemed as if despite studying psychology at University. I still had no idea what direction my life was to take. I left my small bedroom and into the the itty bitty living space I had. For the money I was making around university it was all I could afford.

Pouring myself a cup of black coffee to wake myself up, I decided to turn on my stereo. Not having the money for a TV. But I always enjoying music much more than any series. So with tight money, I got a stereo. However no music was playing on the channel I was on so I went to switch it over. Until I heard what the reporters were saying. "Two more people were found last night, dead on the streets, gruesomly murdered. The police are yet to find the sick individual behind all these murders. But until then stay alert" I sighed, another one, for around the past 7 months. The city of old maid had been riddled with several murders. All just as gruesome as the next . A few people had tired to escape this city but to no avail. We were quantined. To make sure the killer did not escape out into the bigger world. That meant no one left. People were advised to stay in doors at night as this is when the murders took place. It was terrifying to say the least and was always the elephant in the room at university. When someone wouldn't show up for class the next day. This is why I never went out to parties, to afraid to be out at night and not in my best state. At least that's the excuse I gave. As a University student I was expected to go to parties and live a little. But I was struggling and so I never seemed to have much free time. Nor many friends.

I put my cup in the sink and began to check my pockets making sure I my keys and wallet before walking out my tiny apartment and out into the city. I usually walked to uni, not having the money to buy a car.

As I turned onto the the main road of Oldmaid. I could alrwsdy hear the screaming of the city hobo. A crazy man known by all. No one really knew anything else apart from thay as well. People were scared. But then again wouldn't you be if a man came into your face screaming about the monsters that lay in this town and how blind we all were.

I think unlike the the others though I dreaded him more for other reasons. The homeless man could not have been above 30 from the way he looked. Despite being so scrappy and messy he still had young features beneath his beard.And this, this worried me more than anything. I always imagined myself ending up in his shoes which was somewhwre I knew I'd never want to be. My parents had always driven to do the best I could but now I felt like I was falling behind as life slipped through my fingers

As I kept my head down as I walked past him all I could hear was him muttering monsters under his breath. He truly was a crazy man I thought as I shook my head and contunued to college.

By the end of my final lesson of the day. I was done. Criminal psychology had never been one of my favorite parts of my subject but today it jusy seemed as if every minute passing was an eternity. I had zoned out completely until I heard the rustling of papers and bag as other student began to pack up their belongings. Packing up my own stuff I grabbed my backpack and walked quickly out of there. It was a late lesson today and I knew that if I didn't hop foot it back across town. I wouldn't make it home before dark. I'd never been scared of the dark as a kid but with the murder loose just the thought of it made me shudder. I quickly grabbed my phone out of my pocket. Turning it back on to check the time before I heard a shout. I looked up to see the hobo Waving at me and shouting to get out the road. My eyes widened as I saw the red car hurtling towards me. I closed my eyes knowing I was too late.


Heyy everyone, so this is my first story based off a little writing prompt I saw. Its quite predictable I'm sorry. But I do hope you guys like the first chapter xx