April’s perspective

I scream.

I don’t though. No noise comes out. I’m not moving either. My mouth isn’t open.

I can’t move.

What is happening.

Help.

HELP.

Nobody helps.

Nobody hears me.

I’m laying in the middle of the road, unable to move. I see police cars, fire trucks, cars stopped, honking. People standing watching.

What do I do?

I can’t. So I don’t.

Nothing can be done.

I try to take in my surroundings but I can’t move. I’m being scooped up by someone. I don’t know who. I black out again.

When I awaken, I’m in an unknown place. The walls are white, the roof is white, the floor is white, the door is white, the bed is white. It’s all white. It’s unsettling and I don’t know where I am so I scream. But again, I can’t move or talk.

He comes in, He is the last person I wanted to see. He is unbearably tall, His head touching the roof. His appearance is terrifying. No teeth other than his “fangs”. Three fingers on each hand. He is completely white like the room, He’s only visible because His eyes are total darkness. I struggle internally but on the outside I’m completely still.

Mae’s perspective

“WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?”

I search frantically. FRANTICALLY. She has to be somewhere. Please, please. I need her to be okay.

“APRIL!?”

My screams are only heard by the policemen. The very people keeping me from her. I know where they took her. They took her to that damn hospital. I want her back.

April’s perspective

He is gone. As soon as He appears He is gone. I wish my mom was here. I need my mom. She can help me with Him. She knows how to calm me. Why can’t I move still?

HE inhabits my mind.

HE invades.

HE IS ALL I CAN THINK ABOUT.

HE HE HE HE HE HE.

“HE HE HE HE HE HE.”

Mae’s perspective

They’re finally letting me see her. I’m worried. What if my own daughter doesn’t recognize me?

My worries weren’t worries. They were me being aware. I was aware she wouldn’t recognize me.

“he he he he he.” That’s all she says.

“he he he he he.” She’s whispering.

She’s laughing. My daughter, my wonderful daughter is now a lump vegetable who laughs.

Maybe she’s not laughing.

Who is He?