text: Dark September True Terror Of The Night To Kendra Vanlaningham for helping me create the characters names 
   
   
     
   The world was dark. The night clouds covered the light of the moon. The rain was as cold as morning frost. The raindrops raced to the hard rocky ground. As the cold frosty rain hit the ground, they shattered into little droplets. 
  There was also a faint whisper coming from somewhere in the silent and soundless night. “Alice come to me. Give me your eyes,” whispered the quiet voice in the dark and starless night. 
  Around the corner, a little girl, lifts her head. She swore that someone had called out her name. “Alice,” the mysterious voice called again. The little kid knew that she was definitely not crazy. Someone had just said her name. The last time she checked, her name was Alice. Alice suddenly lifted a foot, and ran into the dark night. Alice was hoping that the darkness would hide her, like a dark cape would. She ran and ran, till all she could hear was the splashing of puddles and rain, and maybe the pitter patter of moving feet. All Alice knew, was that she was scared of this voice, and she needed to escape it, and as fast as she could.  
  Alice had heard weird stories from the village’s elders. They had said that if a kid with green eyes better stay inside at night. They had told everyone that if any child heard a voice in the silent night, and they were alone, to make a run for it. The elders had said that if you don’t run away then you would disappear, and have your eyes taken from you. Then, “he” would replace you eyes. The villagers call the eyes, “demon eyes.” Everyone knows that the “demon eyes” will slowly turn you into a blood thirsty demon. 
  	Were the village’s elders just telling stories? Was the demon just a bed time story invented to keep the children from wondering off? Then, what about all those kids who disappear every month? Alice didn’t want to find out, so she ran and ran till she could swear that her legs were on fire. Alice knew two things for sure, and that was, one she was the only one in the village with green eyes, and if it was the demon chasing her, his name was Vorloc. Alice also had a question, and it was about who was chasing her. Alice didn’t want to stick around to figure out either. 
  As Alice ran, she noticed that the faster she ran, the better she could hear the voice. The only way that was possible, was if the voice belonged to a fast runner, or it belonged to anther kid in another village, or it belonged to ……..Vorloc. Alice knew that she was the fastest person in the village. Then Alice knew it was Vorloc. She knew because she was the fastest in her village, and she didn’t know anyone from another village. The village she lived in now, was supposedly the last one. Plus, whoever it was knew her name. Without even noticing, Alice began to speed up. All around her she could hear only the thumping of her own racing heart, and that annoying voice. 
  As Alice ran into the alley, she could see a wall blocking her way. She knew she couldn’t just turn around and run away, or jump over the wall. Alice was trapped and she knew it. She turned around to see Vorloc staring at her. There was a look of deep hatred in his eyes! Why there was a look of deep hatred in his eyes, well Alice didn’t even know? Alice took one deep breath and screamed. Alice’s scream was a scream of good-bye, but no one would get the message, and Alice already knew that.  
   
   
   
   
   
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