~Dream~

I was happy. I was peaceful. I was walking through the woods. I saw Jack up ahead and smiled. I ran to him, but as I did I noticed something wasn't right. He had his back to me. The calm and serene scenery turned grim as I neared him. I slowed my pace to barely walking. Whats going on?

I noticed a knife in his hand. It was dripping with what I can only assume was blood. My breathing fasted into quick and short breaths. My heart was beating at an impossibly fast rate. The closer and closer I got to Jack...the more danger I felt I was in.

"J-Jack?" I studdered out.

He slowly turned to me, revealing a truly horrific sight. His.....his eyes.....they...they were gone!!! He gave me a sickening smile. His teeth are sharp as daggers. His skin is a greyish blue. He turned to me fully and I saw blood all over his black hoodie. Behind him was a man. Looks to be around early to mid twenties. His side was gashed open. I hadn't noticed what Jack had in his other hand. Is that....a kidney?

Jack gave a low chuckle and bit into the fleshy red object. Blood spilled from it as he did. He looked at me and smiled showing his now blood stained teeth.

I couldn't bare to see this any longer. I turned around and ran for it. I didn't bother looking back, hearing his footsteps aproach me at rapid speeds. I have never been afraid of Jack in my entire life. He has never tried to hurt me. Why now? What happened to him?

I felt a rough hand on my shoulder violently pull me back. I hit the floor so hard that my breath was taken away. I gasp for air as he laughs at me. I slowly turn on my side and prop myself on my arm.

"Why are you doing this? What happened to you?" I ask trying to choke back tears.

"Ah, red. I've always been like this. You were just too blind to see it." He chuckled.

"Wha-what do you mean? Jack I've known you since we were kids! You've never looked like this!" I said.

I was quickly shut up when I felt a pain in my side. Looking down at it, I realized Jack had...stabbed me.

With tear filled eyes, I looked into his empty, black oozing socets. He smiled one last time and as I scream...he ends my life.

            ~End of Dream~

"Aaaaaaaah!"

I bolt out of bed in a cold sweat. Panting sevearly I scan my surroundings. I'm still at home. I hear footsteps coming from the hall. I jump out of bed and hide in the closet. No one should be here. Mom and dad went out of the country to visit relatives. NO ONE should be here.

I scoot myself into the small corner when I feel something in my back. Thats right. I have a secret room. I usualy use it to hide presents and such. I quickly open the tiny wooden door and crawl in. I close it behind me and I wait.

Huddled in a corner, I can hear the rapid steps enter my room. I can hear them moving around. Oh no, they're coming to the closet! I hold my breath, so as to make no noise at all. I hear the closet doors open. Shit shit shit! They come closer to my tiny door. Shit shit shit shit shiiiiiiit! They mess with the knob. Ok now I'm dead. I just know it. I'm dead, so very very dead. They swing open the door. I scream and cover my face in my knees. I know it dosen't help, but I'm crying like a two year old.

"Belle?" A soft and familiar voice calls.

I look up only to scream again and hide my face. "No. No! No! Go away! Don't hurt me!" I yell.

"Belle? Whats wrong? I'd never hurt you." He says, "Its me. Jack."

I just cower away from him more. He reaches a hand out to me and I scream again.

"No! Please! Don't kill me again!" I yell.

"Kill you again?" He asks. "Belle look at me."

I shake my head and cry some more.

"Belle." He says again.

Still nothing.

"Annebelle!" He yells.

I flinch at his voice and look up. Tears streaking my face. He's ok. He looks fine again.

"What on earth happened to you?" He asks.

Relief washed over me as I flung myself towards him and held on for dear life. He isn't wearing his usual attire. So I couldn't bury my face in his hoodie. I had to settle for his dark blue v-neck instead. I sobbed into him as he took us out of my closet and into my room. I hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. He pulled me away from him and studied my face. I can't even think of what I must look like to him.

(Jack's point of view)

I pulled away from her and looked at her. What on earth has gotten into her? She hardly ever cries and now this? There she was all huddled in a corner scared for her life. Whats worse is she screamed in terror...at me. She has never done that before.

"Belle....what happened?" I ask.

She clings onto me once again and starts rambling so fast I can't understand her.

"Woah woah woah slow down. Now start at the begining."

She takes a deep breath and starts,

"I-I was w-walking in the woods. Everything was s-so p-pretty. I saw y-you up ahead. I called o-out to y-you." She started sobbing harder again. "You weren't you! Your eyes were gone, your teeth were sharp, y-you killed a man! You were eating his kidney you laughed at me and I ran from you. You caught me and said that you were always like that. I was just too blind to see it. Then you....y-you....you killed me!" She sobbs.

She saw me? The real me? How? And last night....I did kill a man....but how could she know that? How could she know what I look like?

"Belle. Its ok. I would never hurt you. You know that." I say.

She gives a small nod and leans back into me. I hug her and lay my chin on the top of her head. Wow she's sort. I never really paid attention. I rub her back to calm her down. Whats going on with her? She has never been this shook up before. Maybe I should tell Slendy about this. Then again Belle would be infuriated if I told him of all people. What do I do? I want to help her.....I just don't know how.