This is a story i've been wanting to write for some time, had all the ideas and plot nicely laid out, with some bits blank so i could think up some exciting twists, so i wrote the first chapter. It may seem a little boring, but keep in mind its like the start to most good movies. A little action, but also a little story so you can all figure out some stuff, and then i can shock you later.
Time Will Tell
Emily awoke to the familiar sound of rain on the roof, the soft pitter-patter driving away all the memories from the previous night. Blissful emptiness engulfed her mind as she lay in bed, watching the stars in the air dance and laugh. She shook herself awake, and the stars stopped dancing, and disappeared, but were replaced by a faint recollection of what had happened the previous night. She struggled to recall the faint thought, and was sharply reminded as a throbbing headache bore down upon her. Emily Nosh, reporter for the Weekend Cunnamulla, had been drinking herself out of reality, the harsh reality of life, and the horrible deaths that had happened recently. With no husband, after a train accident had claimed his life, she had no refuge but the bottle.
Emily Nosh had spent the previous night, before the alcohol, writing up a report for the local paper. She lived in a small town in Australia, Queensland called Cunnamulla, which barely had a residence of 2000. As she slid out of bed, the printing on the nearby desk caught her eyes, and, despite herself, she stopped to read it.Dogs Run Wild
Is the city safe?
In the last two weeks, a startling amount of attacks on small children have occurred. So far, four small children, ages 3-7 have been brutally attacked. In each incidence of attack, the child’s face had been ripped off, and various body parts displaced and carried away. Rabid dogs attacked each child, although the amount on the streets is not yet known. Fay Silver, a 65-year-old senior citizen, and a witness to an attack says this on the matter: “I was sitting in my chair outside, watching little James from next door playing in his yard, when a small dog came along. He went to pat the dog, and next thing I knew it was on his face, biting and ripping, and when I went after it I discovered it had managed to take an arm with it.” When asked as to the appearance of the dog, Fay said, “It looked a bit off-colour, and its fur was greenish and covered in mud and mould.
After no success at finding the dogs within the city, detectives announced that the mould might have been caused by the dogs living in the sewers outside it, and that a full-scale search would be conducted within the week. Mayor Ley Fort had this to say on the matter, “We cannot allow these attacks to continue. We will discover the hiding place of the dogs, and we will dispose of them.”
In the meantime, police advise everyone to keep their children inside or supervised at all times.
Reporter: Emily Nosh
Emily pulled her eyes away from the article, pausing for a second on the date at the top, 25th May 2004, and slowly sliding up to the pink frilly curtains over the window. With a quick flourish she pulled the cord to the side, closed her eyes, and bathed in the warm sunlight as it flowed over her from the window. After a few seconds of this joy, she opened her eyes again and spied her young son, Mark, playing in the front yard. She watched as he threw his bright red ball with the blue stars, his favourite around, and then she saw him stop. As she wondered as to the cause, she spied it. A small brownish dog had come up to him from behind the hedge in front of their house, and Mark had always loved dogs, going up to complete strangers in the street to pat their dogs. This dog looked a bit off-colour though, and its face was covered in dirt. As Emily watched, the dog leapt at his face, and as she rushed to help him, he started screaming.
ooo, spookly. two guesses as to what the dogs are.