"Charlie wait up" Jessie yelled as he tried to chase after his dear friend, who seemed to run ahead of him.

Jamie was no ordinary boy, but he believed that he was being followed by someone, every second of his life. Charlie, on the other hand, is just an ordinary 18 year old male.

The crisp leaves crunched under their feet as the leaves danced in the sunset, a looming shadow forming above their heads into the forest bellow. Charlie, never stopped running, his constant slapping of his boots against the leaves becoming softer and more undistinguishable to the ambient noises that lurk in the forest.

"WAIT!" Jessie yelled as he halted from his running, his friend now long gone into the silence of the canopy. The teen watched in utter shock as his friend didn't return to him
For he was deathly afraid of the dark.

The woods seemed to crawl with the nightly animals that stalk these here forests, for in this moment, he had nothing to fear, but the fear of fear itself. Jessie's ragged breath seemingly danced in the cold November air as it condensed into a white fog that drifted into the nothingness. But he didn't fret, because a golden light shined from with in the forest, his beams of florescent lights dancing and playing in the trees, the shadows seemingly spiraling out of control.

"Hello?" He yelled hoping for it to be a man with a torch, or a farmer looking for some places in the forest for a plantation. "is anybody there?"

Jess watched the light, following after the beams like a fly, his eyes dilated and darkening. "If anybody's here, please respond", the forest gave no response.

He presumably halted, the light vanishing as his foot seemingly running across a hard surface in a hard manner. He gasped in pain and held his knee and foot, jumping on his remaining foot to stay in balance.

"OW." He yelled out into the darkness, his eyes becoming more focused in, adapting into the dark backgrounds. In the moonlight that loomed above stood a well, it's walls collapsed and worn. Plants seemingly started to grow inside of the wells interior, the roof's wooden planks nothing but cracked and a shell of what it used to be.

"Charlie is this is another one of your jokes? If it is, this is not funny" his voice cracked, as he looked around the forest, the forest not responding.

"Charlie!" He strained for words as he stared at the forest, a response never being heard. "Please answer me Charlie." The forest stayed it's eerie silence as he leaned forward into the well, his tears now starting to drop from his white pale skin.

His tears seemed to quiver as it fell from his cheeks, into the cracks of the walls where rocks used to be.

That's when it happened.

His face arose to a bright light that seemingly shot from nowhere, well, not to any degree. The cracks of the well seemingly started to brighten as the roof stared to shake on its stilts.

Soon the light started to become eye watering bright, the tears being replaced with the lights effects on him. His tear stained face soon became dry as he wiped it down with his handkerchief of a suit, the water gurgling and slushing in the once dry well, which strikes him as odd.

He held his face, his cheeks red as he looked up to see a man, around the age of 30 or so, dangling his legs from the seemingly fixed well. He had a dazzling golden necklace that hung loosely from his neck, his attire nothing but of fancy.

"Hello child, I see you have awoken me?" He seemingly smirked as he kicked his legs to and fro, the child Afraid he was going to slip. "Sir please back away from the well, I fear that you might slip and leave me alone in this dreadful place".

The cocky man only snickered and started to slowly lower his body into the well, his arms hoisting him from falling to his sheer fate.

"Don't worry my child, for I am just a man, a man that has no significance to you." The child pleaded the man, who seemed to consider the thought. "And why must I listen to that of a 16 year old".

"Because I am lost, and fear struck, in need of dire assistance.", The man smiled in response. "Oh but I must go" he smirked as his arms popped, his face vanishing from under the well.

"Sir!" He yelled and tackled at the hands that remained, holding the man from falling down the well. "Sir are you okay?!" He asked, a laugh following from the man's seemingly loose lips. "Well done, you are in my debt".

The man let go as he started to hover above the well, his arms crossed. "My name is Johniciah my child, and for I am a genie of the lord". He bowed respectfully towards the teen, who lurked awestruck at the man. Genuine confusion lashing out at his once fearful glare.

"And I'm in your service tell your last breath my lord" he snickered and smiled. "And I fret that we may be in a issue."

*part 2:coming soon*