Osa 6:

Jenni ja Emilia alkoivat valmistella itseään yöpuulle. Mikko puki päällensä takin kylmäksi yöksi ja läsäti istumaan vanhalle tuolille missä hän oli vartioinutkin viimeiset kaksi yötä.
- Oletko aivan varma tästä Mikko, Jenni kysyi huolestuneeseen sävyyn. Voisit kuitenkin tulla nukkumaan meidän kanssamme. Ei tänne tule mitään...
- Tämä on minun velvollisuuteni Jenni. En voisi sallia mitään tapahtua teille.
Mikko meni Jennin korvan luokse ja kuiskasi:
- Täälä oli se hullu muistatko? Mikko sanoi hiiren hiljaa. En usko että se oli mikään hullu. Se oli tämä otus mikä meitä, tai tätä taloa riivaa. Poliisit eivät uskoneet meitä, että joku olisi käynyt täälä. Mutta nyt osaan yhdistää asioita toisiinsa. Miksi metsässä ei ollut muita kun Emilian jäljet ja muistatko kun näin sen otuksen ikkunassa eikä ikkunan alla ollut mitään jalanjälkiä. Sen me ainakin tiedämme, että tämä otus ei ole täysissä ruumiissaan. Onko se aave? Onko se he henki vai mikä se on?
Mutta nyt en halua vaivata sinua Jenni. Nuku nyt. Jos minulle tapahtuu jotain, muista: Minä rakastan sinua ja Emiliaa, mutta yli kaiken sinua.

Jenni katsahti hetkeksi Mikko, nousi ja suuteli Mikkoa kiihkeästi.
- Mikko, ole varovainen.
- Älä huoli kulta. Minä olen.
Jenni läsähti takaisin sänkyyn ja antoi Mikon jäädä vartioimaan taloa.

Oli yö. Kello oli jotain 01:58. Mikko oli kiinnittänyt ilmastointiteipillä taskulampun haulikkoonsa joka nojasi seinään pesäpallomailan tilalla. Aseen viereen oli pistetty 4 haulea ja ase oli ladattu jo kahdella (ase oli sellainen vanhanmallinen haulikko joka katkaistiin tyvestä ja pistettiin kaksi haulea sisään molempiin piippuihin). Mikko oli vajoamassa uneen, kunnes joku kiilasi valon hänen silmiinsä navetalta.
- Mitä pirskattia...?
Mikko katsoi navetaan päin ja luuli nähneensä vanhan, naapurin Hilman raahattavan sisälle navettaan.
Mikko siristeli silmiään ja katsoi uudestaan. Navetalla ei ollut ketään. Mikko päätti kuitenkin mennä tarkastamaan asian vaikka hän oli todella kauhuissaan, mutta keräsi rohkeutta. Hän otti haulikon käteensä ja napsautti taskulampun päälle joka lepäsi haulikon piipun alapuolella kiinnitettynä ilmastointi teipillä.
Mikko pisti kengät jalkaansa ja astui hiljaa pehmeälle lumihangelle ja sulki oven perässänsä kiinni.
ilma tuntui viileältä kun tuuli puhalsi häntä kohti. Mutta nyt hänen piti mennä ottamaan selvää mitä navetassa oikein tapahtuu...

-----JATKUU-----

Mitä piditte?

Onks tää nyt vaihdettu joksikin "tarina" aiheeksi?

Sekä että. Tänne on tarinat vapaita ja tosiasiat.
Kenelläkään vaan ei ole mitään totta jaettavaa...

[jäkäjäkäjäkäjäkä
Mitä piditte?

[/quote]
Joo, sun tarinas paranee kerta kerralta ja jättää mun tarinat varjoonsa.
Pitäisköhän lopettaa noi mun tarinat, kun on kilpailu niin kovaa?

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Dix-Tracys kirjoitti:
[jäkäjäkäjäkäjäkä
Mitä piditte?


Joo, sun tarinas paranee kerta kerralta ja jättää mun tarinat varjoonsa.
Pitäisköhän lopettaa noi mun tarinat, kun on kilpailu niin kovaa?

Alota puhtaalta alustalta: Tee toinen, pitkä tarina

Varjoja yössä osa2

Rami lähti kotiin päin ja mietti mikä metsässä mahtoi olla, jos Kati tuli Edestä päin? Aamulla Rami heräsi ovikellon Ääneen ja huusi, Isä Mene avaamaan ovi! Sitten Rami muisti että isä ja äiti ovat töissä. Rami juoksi avaamaan oven Ja yllättyi kun Kati oli Ovella Erään pojan kanssa. Kuka toi on? Rami kysyi tyhmänä. Se on niko, minun veljeni. Vastasi Kati nauraen. Ai? Rami sanoi. Rami,Niko ja kati lähti kolmestaan ulos ja Niko kysyi Ramilta. Joko olet kuullut kummituksesta joka Kummittelee täällä päin? Kaikki tietää ettei se ole totta! Kati keskeytti vihaisena. Mistä tiedtä sen? Niko Kysyi ärtyneenä. Tiedänpähän vaan! Kati vastasi. Näin metsässä jotain eilen kun olin kävelyllä. Rami keskeytti Nikon Ja katin. Siinäs kuulit! Niko huusi! Se oli Se Aave! Mutta En ole varma tekikö Mielikuvitus tepposia. Rami sanoi rauhallisesti. Hö! Niko tuhahti (JATKUU)

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:
Osa 6:
Mitä piditte?

En malta odottaa jatkoa!

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Dix-Tracys kirjoitti:
[jäkäjäkäjäkäjäkä
Mitä piditte?


Joo, sun tarinas paranee kerta kerralta ja jättää mun tarinat varjoonsa.
Pitäisköhän lopettaa noi mun tarinat, kun on kilpailu niin kovaa?

Alota puhtaalta alustalta: Tee toinen, pitkä tarina

Houkuttelevaa, mutta minun mileikuvituksella taitaa jäädä väliin. Ei riitä enää järin halua eikä ideoita tohon Perkéleen Työtä juttuun. Olen muuteskin tarinoinut jo kaikki tylsyyden partaalle.
Seuraavaksi gallup-äänestys:
Ne jotka haluavat minun jatkavan Perkéleen Työtä pistävät YV:tä, ne jotka ei, niin niitten ei tarvii tehdä mitään.
Vanhus siirtyy taka-alalle nuorten tieltä...

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Icecap kirjoitti:

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:
Osa 6:
Mitä piditte?

En malta odottaa jatkoa!

OLEN IMARRELTU!

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:
Osa 6:

Jenni ja Emilia alkoivat valmistella itseään yöpuulle. Mikko puki päällensä takin kylmäksi yöksi ja läsäti istumaan vanhalle tuolille missä hän oli vartioinutkin viimeiset kaksi yötä.
- Oletko aivan varma tästä Mikko, Jenni kysyi huolestuneeseen sävyyn. Voisit kuitenkin tulla nukkumaan meidän kanssamme. Ei tänne tule mitään...
- Tämä on minun velvollisuuteni Jenni. En voisi sallia mitään tapahtua teille.
Mikko meni Jennin korvan luokse ja kuiskasi:
- Täälä oli se hullu muistatko? Mikko sanoi hiiren hiljaa. En usko että se oli mikään hullu. Se oli tämä otus mikä meitä, tai tätä taloa riivaa. Poliisit eivät uskoneet meitä, että joku olisi käynyt täälä. Mutta nyt osaan yhdistää asioita toisiinsa. Miksi metsässä ei ollut muita kun Emilian jäljet ja muistatko kun näin sen otuksen ikkunassa eikä ikkunan alla ollut mitään jalanjälkiä. Sen me ainakin tiedämme, että tämä otus ei ole täysissä ruumiissaan. Onko se aave? Onko se he henki vai mikä se on?
Mutta nyt en halua vaivata sinua Jenni. Nuku nyt. Jos minulle tapahtuu jotain, muista: Minä rakastan sinua ja Emiliaa, mutta yli kaiken sinua.

Jenni katsahti hetkeksi Mikko, nousi ja suuteli Mikkoa kiihkeästi.
- Mikko, ole varovainen.
- Älä huoli kulta. Minä olen.
Jenni läsähti takaisin sänkyyn ja antoi Mikon jäädä vartioimaan taloa.

Oli yö. Kello oli jotain 01:58. Mikko oli kiinnittänyt ilmastointiteipillä taskulampun haulikkoonsa joka nojasi seinään pesäpallomailan tilalla. Aseen viereen oli pistetty 4 haulea ja ase oli ladattu jo kahdella (ase oli sellainen vanhanmallinen haulikko joka katkaistiin tyvestä ja pistettiin kaksi haulea sisään molempiin piippuihin). Mikko oli vajoamassa uneen, kunnes joku kiilasi valon hänen silmiinsä navetalta.
- Mitä pirskattia...?
Mikko katsoi navetaan päin ja luuli nähneensä vanhan, naapurin Hilman raahattavan sisälle navettaan.
Mikko siristeli silmiään ja katsoi uudestaan. Navetalla ei ollut ketään. Mikko päätti kuitenkin mennä tarkastamaan asian vaikka hän oli todella kauhuissaan, mutta keräsi rohkeutta. Hän otti haulikon käteensä ja napsautti taskulampun päälle joka lepäsi haulikon piipun alapuolella kiinnitettynä ilmastointi teipillä.
Mikko pisti kengät jalkaansa ja astui hiljaa pehmeälle lumihangelle ja sulki oven perässänsä kiinni.
ilma tuntui viileältä kun tuuli puhalsi häntä kohti. Mutta nyt hänen piti mennä ottamaan selvää mitä navetassa oikein tapahtuu...

-----JATKUU-----

Mitä piditte?

Hyvä!
Tuleeko tänään jatkoo vielä? jos tulee ni mihin aikaa suunnillee?

Näitä tarinoita alkaa tulvimaan tänne aivan liikaa!
Me pidämme äänestyksen:
3 parasta "kirjailijaa" voi jatkaa kirjoitelmiansa tänne tai muuten tänne tulee niitä aivan liikaa.

Pistäkää viestinne eteen että: Äänestys: (ja kirjailijan nimi)

Äänestys loppuu tänään kello 19:00 ja sen jälkeen lasken äänet ja julkaisen äänet.
->
Äänestys:
Dix-Tracys

Äänestys:
Jackass_

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Guerilla_ kirjoitti:

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:
Osa 6:

Jenni ja Emilia alkoivat valmistella itseään yöpuulle. Mikko puki päällensä takin kylmäksi yöksi ja läsäti istumaan vanhalle tuolille missä hän oli vartioinutkin viimeiset kaksi yötä.
- Oletko aivan varma tästä Mikko, Jenni kysyi huolestuneeseen sävyyn. Voisit kuitenkin tulla nukkumaan meidän kanssamme. Ei tänne tule mitään...
- Tämä on minun velvollisuuteni Jenni. En voisi sallia mitään tapahtua teille.
Mikko meni Jennin korvan luokse ja kuiskasi:
- Täälä oli se hullu muistatko? Mikko sanoi hiiren hiljaa. En usko että se oli mikään hullu. Se oli tämä otus mikä meitä, tai tätä taloa riivaa. Poliisit eivät uskoneet meitä, että joku olisi käynyt täälä. Mutta nyt osaan yhdistää asioita toisiinsa. Miksi metsässä ei ollut muita kun Emilian jäljet ja muistatko kun näin sen otuksen ikkunassa eikä ikkunan alla ollut mitään jalanjälkiä. Sen me ainakin tiedämme, että tämä otus ei ole täysissä ruumiissaan. Onko se aave? Onko se he henki vai mikä se on?
Mutta nyt en halua vaivata sinua Jenni. Nuku nyt. Jos minulle tapahtuu jotain, muista: Minä rakastan sinua ja Emiliaa, mutta yli kaiken sinua.

Jenni katsahti hetkeksi Mikko, nousi ja suuteli Mikkoa kiihkeästi.
- Mikko, ole varovainen.
- Älä huoli kulta. Minä olen.
Jenni läsähti takaisin sänkyyn ja antoi Mikon jäädä vartioimaan taloa.

Oli yö. Kello oli jotain 01:58. Mikko oli kiinnittänyt ilmastointiteipillä taskulampun haulikkoonsa joka nojasi seinään pesäpallomailan tilalla. Aseen viereen oli pistetty 4 haulea ja ase oli ladattu jo kahdella (ase oli sellainen vanhanmallinen haulikko joka katkaistiin tyvestä ja pistettiin kaksi haulea sisään molempiin piippuihin). Mikko oli vajoamassa uneen, kunnes joku kiilasi valon hänen silmiinsä navetalta.
- Mitä pirskattia...?
Mikko katsoi navetaan päin ja luuli nähneensä vanhan, naapurin Hilman raahattavan sisälle navettaan.
Mikko siristeli silmiään ja katsoi uudestaan. Navetalla ei ollut ketään. Mikko päätti kuitenkin mennä tarkastamaan asian vaikka hän oli todella kauhuissaan, mutta keräsi rohkeutta. Hän otti haulikon käteensä ja napsautti taskulampun päälle joka lepäsi haulikon piipun alapuolella kiinnitettynä ilmastointi teipillä.
Mikko pisti kengät jalkaansa ja astui hiljaa pehmeälle lumihangelle ja sulki oven perässänsä kiinni.
ilma tuntui viileältä kun tuuli puhalsi häntä kohti. Mutta nyt hänen piti mennä ottamaan selvää mitä navetassa oikein tapahtuu...

-----JATKUU-----

Mitä piditte?

Hyvä!
Tuleeko tänään jatkoo vielä? jos tulee ni mihin aikaa suunnillee?

En voi luvata täksi päiväksi mutta tule käymään tiistaina 15 päivä kello 16:00 niin olisi pitänyt jo tulla! Olen imarreltu

Laitan tämän tänne, kun tämä aihe tuntuu olevan enemmän huomiolla. Jaa, täällä on jokin äänestys. Pääsenkö mukaan? Voin kirjoittaa seuraavan tarinan suomeksi, jos joku haluaa.

INEXPLICAPLE THINGS
"Okay, honey. We're leaving now! Don't stay on your computer all night", yelled Jack's mother from the door.
"Yeah, bye mom, bye dad! And no I won't!" Answered Jack and continued with a whisper, "necessarily". As Jack's parents' car drove off from the parking lot, Jack had a feeling he should have gone with his parents.
Jack looked at his new digital watch as it showed that the time was 7 pm. At next he looked outside to one of Kuivasjärvi's parking lots and got a verification to the time, it was darkening.
"Man, I just hate the dark," mumbled Jack to himself and started playing some music on his computer.
"Iron Maiden, Fear of the Dark" said Jack and continued, "what a perfect song for this moment".
Jack placed his headphones on his ears and listened to the great voice of Iron Maiden's singer. He then started his usual round of web pages and first checked the Gameplanet's forum if there had been some new topics he could answer to.
For his shock, there was another reminder of his fear. The top topic on the General Area was "What do you fear the most?" Jack looked outside again, subconsciously hoping it would be lighter, but it wasn't. It only wasn't just darker than couple of minutes ago, but a light bulb on the garage wall was glowing less and less light every second he watched at it.
Jack couldn't take it anymore. He took his headphones off and rushed into every room of the house to put all the lights on.
"Shit! I'm supposed to be fifteen years old and I'm still afraid of dark. Fuck!" Now frustrated, Jack rushed again into every room and closed all curtains.
"If I can't see out, no one is sure as hell not going to see here", Jack spoke to himself again walking past a large mirror in the hall.
Jack looked at the mirror in front of him and saw how stupid he looked. He pulled himself back together and went to kitchen for a glass of water.
"I've been here like ten minutes and I'm already loosing it", he again mumbled to himself.
"Maybe if I call a friend to stay here the night and we could watch a movie... No, shit, I can't. What if he sees me like this. What the fuck? Now I'm talking to myself. Shit!"
Jack drunk another glass of water and went back to his computer. He closed the Internet browser and opened "My Computer" on his desktop to find a suitable comedy to watch. After two minutes of picking a movie and then rejecting it, he finds "Hitch".
"Open with BS Player. Yes, and full screen".
The movie started.

After two hours, the movie ended and Jack was feeling a lot better. Actually, he was feeling better than before his parents had left. Even the dying light bulb was bright again. But then...
Suddenly a shadow came to the closed curtains of the computer room and in a fragment of a second Jack's head turned to watch it. The shadow, a human-looking figure, then quickly continued its movement across the curtains eventually disappearing.
Jack was speechless and frozen on his seat. He tried to think it was just a neighbour passing his window. He stood up from his chair, slightly opened the curtains and watched outside, but...no one's there. He then quickly jumps up and fetches their big red flashlight. He goes to the kitchen window and pulls the curtains wide open turning his flashlight on immediately after opening the curtains. The parking lot is dark, very dark and the only movement he could see there was a leaf moving by the influence of wind. Jack turns the lights off from the kitchen and starts searching for people, but finds nothing.
As Jack walks back to his computes he puts the lights back on in the kitchen and locks the door just in case it was a drunk creeping in the dark.
Jack sits back on his computer chair thinking. He puts the Mozilla Firefox back on and starts surfing in Gameplanet's forum again. And again he checks the General Area of the forum. The second highest topic is what Jack likes, "Airsoft". Jack clicks it and reads the four new posts there had been written. For his bright side, there was just someone talking about the little kids, who don't have proper eye protection. On his user name "go_bb_e-lord" he starts writing an answer to the topic.
"I was just yesterday in a shop near our house and I saw this kid, who had a 'chemistry class glasses' on his head and airsoft pistol in his hand. I thought 'and his mother probably doesn't know how stupid it is to wear that kind of glasses in airsoft'. Isn't it tragic..." Jack stopped writing. The shadow was on the curtains again. This time he won't freeze. He silently leaves the room and proceeds to his own room to get his airsoft gun.
"Maybe this will scare him off," Jack whispers to himself and checks if the shadow has left. It hasn't. The shadow was still there.
Jack takes his pistol and runs to the front door with a low profile. He then silently unlocks the door and starts to open it. Although Jack feared that the door would make noise, it didn't. The door opens silently and Jack rushes out of his hideout with the gun in his hands only to see a leg going behind the corner.
Jack checks he has BB's in his clip and runs after the mysterious guy. He passes the corner where he saw the leg go and sees a shocking figure burnt on the grass. A pentagram with Hellish pictures on it. He sees how it still glows like embers. It looks so demonic, so frightening that Jack feels his shaking legs are going to fail.
"Oh my god," is only thing Jack can say as he collapses to the ground gasping for air. There was something on the brick wall of their house. Something written was written whit a red colour on their wall. "On aika". Although Jack didn't speak Finnish, he would soon know what was written on the wall. As the pentagram started glowing more and more, brighter and brighter, the text changed from Finnish to Sweden and finally, to English. Something was coming.

Part 2.

Jack was falling to unconsciusness. As numerous nightmares possessed his mind, his unconsciousness became deeper and deeper. He soon saw himself in a black space, where he couldn't see the end of it. He saw bright flashes here and there, but nothing else. Jack looked around and tried to walk away, but nothing happened. He was floating somewhere, he was floating in nothingness. Jack turned his head trying to find something to grab on, but then two bright flashes filled the space with their lights making Jack cover his eyes with his hands.
Jack didn't notice anymore flashes and as he carefully opened his eyes he saw two misty bubble-like screens right in front of him. The screens were showing some kind of film, which Jack couldn't recognize. The images were blurry but getting shaper and Jack could clearly see a house in it...and two persons.
"Mom! Dad!" Jack screamed on the top of his voice, "What? What is this? Let me go!" He continued with a worried tone in his voice. Jack was now able to see his parents very clearly. He looked at them. He looked at what they were doing and fell into a false sense of security. But the security vanished when he saw a leg in the edge of the screen. The foot left a glowing footstep.
As Jack watched his parents, the screens started to change. They were getting red and the image distorted Jack's parents' faces terrifyingly. At first the parents' faces looked distorted from horror and desperation, but then downright demonic, more horrifying than in anything he had ever seen. Jack watched the screens changing from scary to horrifying and finally the screens got covered in the flames of Hell.
Jack realized he had squeezed his hands so that they were red. Jack was in deep shock as the images disappeared with two familiar flashes. Again was Jack in the darkness alone, glowing.

Jack's eyelids felt heavy when he woke up from his nightmare. He slowly opens his eyes only to see darkness. Slowly lifting his head up Jack opens his eyes more and sees the wall of his house. The text is gone. Jack looked more to the right and almost drops his head. The same images were still in the grass. It wasn't a dream. Glowing pentagrams with other symbols is the only thing Jack's brains register.
Jack slowly starts to get up on his feet with desperation gnawing the depths of his mind. He's still feeling weak. Legs aren't steady and his mind is shattered after the terrifying vision he had in his dream.
Jack rises to his full-length feeling dizzy. Everything seems to be against him. He takes an uninterested look around and shocks completely after seeing the asphalt on the parking lot.
"Oh my God... what..what?" Jack mumbles to himself. The parking lot was full of pentagrams and ciphered text with some symbols referring to Hell.
Jacks legs were shaky again. With uncertain steps he walks to the asphalt to look at the symbols closer. Glowing symbols and texts bite firmly on Jack's already shattered mind.
"What is this?" Jack panicked.
"What...Who did this?" He screams to the night knowing the answer to that question. No human had done this.
"Eareth incoperctoan semlcru aefhon," Jack reads a piece of a text half aloud. "This can't mean good," Jack says and takes a paranoid look around.
With the edge of his eye Jack sees something disappearing behind the garage wall. Frozen in horror Jack hears something breathing heavily. Wet, panty breathing is coming behind the corner of the garage. Jack decides not to yell, but to surprise the creepy guy. Quickly Jack turns around the corner and freezes on his place. A big, dark, heat-radiating figure in front of him stands firmly on its glowing footsteps. Now mute, Jack turn on his heels with a fearful face and takes a quick run towards his home hearing the breathing fading behind his back.
Jack grabs the doorknob of the oak door and tries to open it, but it's locked. He takes the keys from his pockets and looks behind him. The dark figure has stopped about ten metres away from him. Jack hears it breathing and taking a run towards him. Jack opens the door with haste, gets in and closes it behind him. But the door didn't close. A black, partially glowing hand was between the door and the wall keeping the door open. Jack doesn't hesitate picking up the umbrella lying on the floor. He stabs the hand with the sharp-pointed head of the umbrella lighting the umbrella up on fire and forcing the beast to pull its hand away.
Jack stares at the carbonized umbrella and turns around to walk away from the door. But when Jack sees three words burnt to the floor, he falls to the floor by the sheer force of horror mumbling: "You will be...?" In shock Jack lies on the floor staring at the floor with a new word appearing to the floor.

Enpä tiiä. Taisi tulla aika surkea tuosta jatkosta. Ei ainakaan läheskään yhtä hyvä kuin alku. Arvostelkaa.

Jackass_ on ykkönen

Lainaus:14.11.2005 gobbelord kirjoitti:
Laitan tämän tänne, kun tämä aihe tuntuu olevan enemmän huomiolla. Jaa, täällä on jokin äänestys. Pääsenkö mukaan? Voin kirjoittaa seuraavan tarinan suomeksi, jos joku haluaa.

INEXPLICAPLE THINGS

On muute pitkä...

Lainaus:14.11.2005 gobbelord kirjoitti:
Laitan tämän tänne, kun tämä aihe tuntuu olevan enemmän huomiolla. Jaa, täällä on jokin äänestys. Pääsenkö mukaan? Voin kirjoittaa seuraavan tarinan suomeksi, jos joku haluaa.

INEXPLICAPLE THINGS
"Okay, honey. We're leaving now! Don't stay on your computer all night", yelled Jack's mother from the door.
"Yeah, bye mom, bye dad! And no I won't!" Answered Jack and continued with a whisper, "necessarily". As Jack's parents' car drove off from the parking lot, Jack had a feeling he should have gone with his parents.
Jack looked at his new digital watch as it showed that the time was 7 pm. At next he looked outside to one of Kuivasjärvi's parking lots and got a verification to the time, it was darkening.
"Man, I just hate the dark," mumbled Jack to himself and started playing some music on his computer.
"Iron Maiden, Fear of the Dark" said Jack and continued, "what a perfect song for this moment".
Jack placed his headphones on his ears and listened to the great voice of Iron Maiden's singer. He then started his usual round of web pages and first checked the Gameplanet's forum if there had been some new topics he could answer to.
For his shock, there was another reminder of his fear. The top topic on the General Area was "What do you fear the most?" Jack looked outside again, subconsciously hoping it would be lighter, but it wasn't. It only wasn't just darker than couple of minutes ago, but a light bulb on the garage wall was glowing less and less light every second he watched at it.
Jack couldn't take it anymore. He took his headphones off and rushed into every room of the house to put all the lights on.
"Shit! I'm supposed to be fifteen years old and I'm still afraid of dark. Fuck!" Now frustrated, Jack rushed again into every room and closed all curtains.
"If I can't see out, no one is sure as hell not going to see here", Jack spoke to himself again walking past a large mirror in the hall.
Jack looked at the mirror in front of him and saw how stupid he looked. He pulled himself back together and went to kitchen for a glass of water.
"I've been here like ten minutes and I'm already loosing it", he again mumbled to himself.
"Maybe if I call a friend to stay here the night and we could watch a movie... No, shit, I can't. What if he sees me like this. What the fuck? Now I'm talking to myself. Shit!"
Jack drunk another glass of water and went back to his computer. He closed the Internet browser and opened "My Computer" on his desktop to find a suitable comedy to watch. After two minutes of picking a movie and then rejecting it, he finds "Hitch".
"Open with BS Player. Yes, and full screen".
The movie started.

After two hours, the movie ended and Jack was feeling a lot better. Actually, he was feeling better than before his parents had left. Even the dying light bulb was bright again. But then...
Suddenly a shadow came to the closed curtains of the computer room and in a fragment of a second Jack's head turned to watch it. The shadow, a human-looking figure, then quickly continued its movement across the curtains eventually disappearing.
Jack was speechless and frozen on his seat. He tried to think it was just a neighbour passing his window. He stood up from his chair, slightly opened the curtains and watched outside, but...no one's there. He then quickly jumps up and fetches their big red flashlight. He goes to the kitchen window and pulls the curtains wide open turning his flashlight on immediately after opening the curtains. The parking lot is dark, very dark and the only movement he could see there was a leaf moving by the influence of wind. Jack turns the lights off from the kitchen and starts searching for people, but finds nothing.
As Jack walks back to his computes he puts the lights back on in the kitchen and locks the door just in case it was a drunk creeping in the dark.
Jack sits back on his computer chair thinking. He puts the Mozilla Firefox back on and starts surfing in Gameplanet's forum again. And again he checks the General Area of the forum. The second highest topic is what Jack likes, "Airsoft". Jack clicks it and reads the four new posts there had been written. For his bright side, there was just someone talking about the little kids, who don't have proper eye protection. On his user name "go_bb_e-lord" he starts writing an answer to the topic.
"I was just yesterday in a shop near our house and I saw this kid, who had a 'chemistry class glasses' on his head and airsoft pistol in his hand. I thought 'and his mother probably doesn't know how stupid it is to wear that kind of glasses in airsoft'. Isn't it tragic..." Jack stopped writing. The shadow was on the curtains again. This time he won't freeze. He silently leaves the room and proceeds to his own room to get his airsoft gun.
"Maybe this will scare him off," Jack whispers to himself and checks if the shadow has left. It hasn't. The shadow was still there.
Jack takes his pistol and runs to the front door with a low profile. He then silently unlocks the door and starts to open it. Although Jack feared that the door would make noise, it didn't. The door opens silently and Jack rushes out of his hideout with the gun in his hands only to see a leg going behind the corner.
Jack checks he has BB's in his clip and runs after the mysterious guy. He passes the corner where he saw the leg go and sees a shocking figure burnt on the grass. A pentagram with Hellish pictures on it. He sees how it still glows like embers. It looks so demonic, so frightening that Jack feels his shaking legs are going to fail.
"Oh my god," is only thing Jack can say as he collapses to the ground gasping for air. There was something on the brick wall of their house. Something written was written whit a red colour on their wall. "On aika". Although Jack didn't speak Finnish, he would soon know what was written on the wall. As the pentagram started glowing more and more, brighter and brighter, the text changed from Finnish to Sweden and finally, to English. Something was coming.

Part 2.

Jack was falling to unconsciusness. As numerous nightmares possessed his mind, his unconsciousness became deeper and deeper. He soon saw himself in a black space, where he couldn't see the end of it. He saw bright flashes here and there, but nothing else. Jack looked around and tried to walk away, but nothing happened. He was floating somewhere, he was floating in nothingness. Jack turned his head trying to find something to grab on, but then two bright flashes filled the space with their lights making Jack cover his eyes with his hands.
Jack didn't notice anymore flashes and as he carefully opened his eyes he saw two misty bubble-like screens right in front of him. The screens were showing some kind of film, which Jack couldn't recognize. The images were blurry but getting shaper and Jack could clearly see a house in it...and two persons.
"Mom! Dad!" Jack screamed on the top of his voice, "What? What is this? Let me go!" He continued with a worried tone in his voice. Jack was now able to see his parents very clearly. He looked at them. He looked at what they were doing and fell into a false sense of security. But the security vanished when he saw a leg in the edge of the screen. The foot left a glowing footstep.
As Jack watched his parents, the screens started to change. They were getting red and the image distorted Jack's parents' faces terrifyingly. At first the parents' faces looked distorted from horror and desperation, but then downright demonic, more horrifying than in anything he had ever seen. Jack watched the screens changing from scary to horrifying and finally the screens got covered in the flames of Hell.
Jack realized he had squeezed his hands so that they were red. Jack was in deep shock as the images disappeared with two familiar flashes. Again was Jack in the darkness alone, glowing.

Jack's eyelids felt heavy when he woke up from his nightmare. He slowly opens his eyes only to see darkness. Slowly lifting his head up Jack opens his eyes more and sees the wall of his house. The text is gone. Jack looked more to the right and almost drops his head. The same images were still in the grass. It wasn't a dream. Glowing pentagrams with other symbols is the only thing Jack's brains register.
Jack slowly starts to get up on his feet with desperation gnawing the depths of his mind. He's still feeling weak. Legs aren't steady and his mind is shattered after the terrifying vision he had in his dream.
Jack rises to his full-length feeling dizzy. Everything seems to be against him. He takes an uninterested look around and shocks completely after seeing the asphalt on the parking lot.
"Oh my God... what..what?" Jack mumbles to himself. The parking lot was full of pentagrams and ciphered text with some symbols referring to Hell.
Jacks legs were shaky again. With uncertain steps he walks to the asphalt to look at the symbols closer. Glowing symbols and texts bite firmly on Jack's already shattered mind.
"What is this?" Jack panicked.
"What...Who did this?" He screams to the night knowing the answer to that question. No human had done this.
"Eareth incoperctoan semlcru aefhon," Jack reads a piece of a text half aloud. "This can't mean good," Jack says and takes a paranoid look around.
With the edge of his eye Jack sees something disappearing behind the garage wall. Frozen in horror Jack hears something breathing heavily. Wet, panty breathing is coming behind the corner of the garage. Jack decides not to yell, but to surprise the creepy guy. Quickly Jack turns around the corner and freezes on his place. A big, dark, heat-radiating figure in front of him stands firmly on its glowing footsteps. Now mute, Jack turn on his heels with a fearful face and takes a quick run towards his home hearing the breathing fading behind his back.
Jack grabs the doorknob of the oak door and tries to open it, but it's locked. He takes the keys from his pockets and looks behind him. The dark figure has stopped about ten metres away from him. Jack hears it breathing and taking a run towards him. Jack opens the door with haste, gets in and closes it behind him. But the door didn't close. A black, partially glowing hand was between the door and the wall keeping the door open. Jack doesn't hesitate picking up the umbrella lying on the floor. He stabs the hand with the sharp-pointed head of the umbrella lighting the umbrella up on fire and forcing the beast to pull its hand away.
Jack stares at the carbonized umbrella and turns around to walk away from the door. But when Jack sees three words burnt to the floor, he falls to the floor by the sheer force of horror mumbling: "You will be...?" In shock Jack lies on the floor staring at the floor with a new word appearing to the floor.

Enpä tiiä. Taisi tulla aika surkea tuosta jatkosta. Ei ainakaan läheskään yhtä hyvä kuin alku. Arvostelkaa.

Kirjoita Suomeksi ihmeessä! Vilkuilin niin todella hyvä!
No? Ketäs aikoisit äänestää?

Hyvä tarina. Suomeksi kiitos (on vähän ahdistavaa luke englantia)

Hmm, ihan kelvollinen jatko Gobbe.

äänestän JAckassia_

jakkiassi äänestys

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Guerilla_ kirjoitti:
jakkiassi äänestys

Samoilla linjoilla ollaan, eli Jackass_

Kiitän, Kiitän, Kiitän..........jne.

Näyttää siltä, että ne kaksi, jotka tänne ennekin ovat lähes ainoina kirjoittaneet, jatkavat edelleen. Eli Dix-Tracys ja Jackass_. Eipä mikään muutu.

Lainaus:14.11.2005 gobbelord kirjoitti:
Näyttää siltä, että ne kaksi, jotka tänne ennekin ovat lähes ainoina kirjoittaneet, jatkavat edelleen. Eli Dix-Tracys ja Jackass_. Eipä mikään muutu.

Mutta kumpaa haluaiit äänestää?

Jackass, kirjota jatkoa siihe tarinaas!

Lainaus:14.11.2005 Jackass_ kirjoitti:
Näitä tarinoita alkaa tulvimaan tänne aivan liikaa!
Me pidämme äänestyksen:
3 parasta "kirjailijaa" voi jatkaa kirjoitelmiansa tänne tai muuten tänne tulee niitä aivan liikaa.

Pistäkää viestinne eteen että: Äänestys: (ja kirjailijan nimi)

Äänestys loppuu tänään kello 19:00 ja sen jälkeen lasken äänet ja julkaisen äänet.
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Äänestys:
Dix-Tracys

Hahaa, ehdimpäs.
Äänestys: Jackass_. Dix-Tracysilläkin on ERITTÄIN hyviä tarinoita mutta tuo Jackass_:n tarina vaan iski muhun.