text: [Themes: modern, mystery, horror]
  
  "Look he's awake," you hear someone say. You decide to open your eyes. You only see white, white walls, white beds, and white curtains, but worse, you see your father. You hear moaning. Your father starts talking.
  
  "I was hoping you would be dead," he says.
  
  "I wouldn't mind that," you reply. He turns and walks to a bed. You see a nurse next to the bed. She whispers something to you're father and for a second you see a weird look on his face, what is it, happiness? No it looks more like gratefulness. Then he goes solemn. You finally get to see who is in the bed. It's your mother. She looks horrible. You see her head and choke on nothing but air. Her head is half crushed in with one of her eyes out of it's socket. Her jawline is crooked. The nurse walks over to you.
  
  "Sh-she slipped and crushed her head on a vase," she said and walked away with small tears forming in her eye crevice. This was no accident, you realize. You lock eyes directly with your father. Again you see a look on his face, and again it looks like, gratefulness. You feel the rage swelling up again.
  
  > leave him
  You breath and try to keep the anger out. This time it doesn't work. You scream what you screamed at your house and the nurse looked shocked. You run out the door and slam it behind you. Then you push passed the guards and other nurses trying to stop you. You push one back too hard. The nurse hits the steps behind her and falls down the stairs backwards. She yells all the way down. You finally make it too the exit and push the doors open, exiting to the fresh air.
  
  You run across the streets not bothering to look around. People in vehicles flip you off, honk their horns, and curse at you. You don't care at all. You don't stop until you reach the front door of your house. As you approach the house a car stops by the back. You notice the car almost immediately. It is a 1966 Shelby 427 Cobra. Your fathers car.
  
  You never liked home. It never felt right, and with the people in it you're pretty sure you'll never enjoy it. Well there's your mom, yelling at you from downstairs.
  
  "Honey bunny, time for lunch!" It's not even lunch! It's only like 6 in the morning. Yet of course, she's drunk, again. Everything is still hazy from the mornings rest. You flick an eye booger from in your eye crevice. Perfect! You can see. You quickly get changed and run into the bathroom. Your mom yells at you to go down. You can either take a five minute shower or brush your teeth.
  
  > take the shower
  You decide to take the shower, besides you brush your teeth like every other week you can hold it off one week. You take off your clothes and hop in the shower. Warm water quickly runs over your body. Right as you start to enjoy the quiet and warmth, it changes. The water gets ice cold and you shiver. You reach for the handle and turn the water off. Then you hear rowdy laughter. Probably you're father from downstairs.
  
  "You little piece of-," you attempt to mutter but are cut off short. Mom yells at you. You answer.
  
  "Ok coming mom," you say.
  
  "Alright but hurry grandma is going to be hear," she yells. Grandma isn't actually coming, she died, about 2 weeks ago, and it was from cardiac arrest. You couldn't ask for anything better. She was terrible to you. Every time you asked to go to the bathroom without saying please, she would smack you. Then you found a way to bypass it. Whenever you had to go, you would just say you were going to be sick. Yeah, she caught onto that soon enough. Your butt was blue for about a week. You hear loud steps on the stairs. You know your father is coming. You can hear his ragged breathing from walking up the steps. Dad? Well there isn't too much to talk about. He only abuses you and doesn't let you have any life.
  
  "Hey, Jonesy how about you get you're butt down on the table or I will give you something to ok about," he says. Yeah that's him. Well you only have one choice, literally and figuratively.
  
  > go downstairs
  You run down the steps hoping your father isn't following you. Of course he is.
  
  "Hey, no running!" He yells. You slow down. That was a mistake. You trip and fall down. Your arms flail helplessly as you're head connects with the ground. You hear your father laughing with your mother. Your face turns bright red and you feel the rage building up inside. You can't hold it in any longer, so you don''t.
  
  "I hate you! I never, ever want to see you again and I hate this family!" You yell.
  
  "What. Did. You. Just. Say!" Your father yells.
  
  "No! Be quiet! I hate you more than anyone, I only get punched by you and I can't love you! You-I-I wish you would all die!" You sputter. At that you're father takes a turn at turning red. He turns and looks at you in the face. You look right back. He gives a crooked smile. You don't understand, but he makes you, you hear a sickening WHAP as his hand connects with your face and your sent flying across the room with you're back hitting the table. You cry out in pain as your back pops. Again, you cry out but your mom does nothing. Your cheek where he slapped you turns red, but not as red as you're anger. You have to get out.
  
  "Now go to school," he says. Your mom nods her head vigorously.[Themes: mystery / thriller, serious]
  
  "FUCK" Exclaims a man, he comes running out from behind a lectern, dragging his vestiegial robes out behind him. From his garb it is easy to tell this man is a priest, He has the basic priestly outfit, a long black robe, there is a cross embroidered across the robe, and he has the white neck collar of a man of the cloth. "Father, Watch your Language! You are in a house of god!" You exclaim loudly, You are wearing a a brown robe, and a long golden chain with a cross on the end, You are a monk of the holy order of the serpent tailed god. This may sound like a strange religious group, almost satanic, but you are a part of the most secretive christian brothers. Warriors trained from there birth to defend your beliefs against the heretics of the northern lands, Those as the father puts it, Slack jawed Gaping Savages Who would rather kill a man than see god himself. It's been sometime since you heard the father curse like this, but in this case you might not make such a big deal out of it. A local Village women is accusing him of being the father of her baby, something like this coming out publicly could either ruin him as a man of the cloth, Or ruin the Sanctity of the brotherhood.
  
  The father turns towards you," THERES ONLY ONE THING THAT CAN BE DONE!" He exclaims loudly knocking the lectern and the bible atop it to the floor, The ceremonial wine begins to pour onto the bible staining it's leather cover. He runs forward and hurriedly begins to dab at the wine with his robe. " Don't sit there like an idiot gaping at me! Go run and grab something to get this up with!" He barks at you vehemously.
  
  [Author's Note: A man, A child, A women, A secret.]
  
  > go, Fetch the priest a rag.
  You walk out of the Chapel and begin to walk down the long hallway towards the storeroom, You notice all the candles are still burning and feel alittle relieved at this, You arn't one for folk lore or the myths of the villagers, but there was one that struck home, and thats that during the night you should always leave candles burning thru out your home or else the demons will come and kill you. Now of course you don't believe in this at all, but it was alittle upsetting to see how many villagers firmly believe it even now with the light of the lord in there hearts. You open up the storeroom door and pull out a dark old rag, then you hear the priest yell for you " YOU IDIOT PLEASE HURRY UP! THIS BIBLE IS ATLEAST 50 YEARS OLD!" You run the rest of the way back and toss him the rag. He wraps the bible in the rag and begins to rub along the top and bottom of the bible with his robe. " If your just going to use your robe anyway, You might as well have not had me get the rag in the first place, I could helped alot more if I used mine to." He looks at you angrily after you said this and then goes back to wiping the bible. " You, Go into the town ok? and go find that women." He seems to have calmed down you think to your self as you begin to leave the church leaving him still franticly attempting to clean the bible. As you walk down the road to the town you see a man leading a horse and cart back to town as well, he looks new to you but then again you never leave the chapel all that much anyway.
  
  > call out to him.
  "You yell, You there! with the horse" in his direction, he turns towards you and tips his hat. "Hello there monk," he smiles warmly " Might I interest you in a ride on my cart? I know it's kind of filled with cabbage right now, but theres a spot in the back where I think you would fit." You thank him for his generosity, and climb up into the cart, as you are being carted to the city you see a women tilling the fields look up at you confusedly, and whisper something to the women besides her that sounded something like " See there even making us farmers help them". You arrive in the town and thank the farmer for the ride, he says " Oh think nothing of it, I was happy to help" You decide the best place to start would be the tavern. But then again the Townsquare is a few blocks away as well.
  
  > go to the tavern.
  You enter the tavern to a cacophony of sound and drink. The men are chanting a song. " HE SLAYED THE BEAST AND CONQUERED THE EAST HE ATE FROM EDENS TREE HE OWNS THE LAND AND TILLS THE WOMEN AND PLANTS HIS SEED WHEN EVER HE MAY PLEASE" It would seem there is some sort of festival to celebrate some mans triumph as you can tell from out the window, you can only guess this song is about him. You walk up to the bartender and politely ask.
  
  > You're looking for a pregnant women in town.
  The bartender looks at you funny and says " Look for the whore house down the streets aways, it's not to hard to see, Mainley cuz theres about 50 men out there throwing rocks at the windows trying to get the ladys to flash em." You blush and correct yourself. " I mean uh... Not to sleep with but to talk to, the priest learned of a newly pregnant women in town and wishes to see her." The Bartender looks really confused now and says " Uhm... Isn't it against his vowels to you know sleep with a women...? You figure it's a lost cause and give up on trying to talk to him on this subject.
  
  > Back to tavern.
  There in the tavern there is a lot of singing going on, The only thing you can pick up is that some man is extremely great and amazing, You look out the window towards the square and see a man being carried on everyones shoulders and he seems extremely pleased at himself. You walk up to the bartender and politely ask.
  
  > You're looking for someone.
  The bartender smiles... Then frowns... then looks at your funny " I'm not gay... Sorry monk" You look back at him again and say " NO noo... Theres a women in town whos pregnant I HAVE to find her before the baby is born. He looks at you funny again and says " OOOOH," he smiles and leans forward, he whispers " Are you the daddy?" Into your ear, You blush, But for the sake of finding her you nod and say yes, He points you towards the whore house down the street " Ask for veria, Shes with child, and it happened recently to." You begin to mull this over in your head... maybe the priest really did get her pregnant, I mean if a priest is ever gonna have relations with a women it might as well be one thats experienced to make his one time worth it.
  
  > To the Whorehouse
  You enter the whore house after pushing your way past 4 bums arguing over an article of clothing that a women must have thrown out the window to them. You walk up to the madame and smile as politely as you can. " Yeah whatcha want sir? We don't do Religious charity if ya know what I mean" She winks at you. " No no, Not to sleep with madame I'm looking for Veria." She looks at you and then frowns. " I always told her to shut up about her clients but she just couldn't now could she, Ok shes up in the room to the left, She's not servicing anyone so just walk in." You walk up to the room and knock twice. No one answers... you try to decide weather you should just leave or open the door, You did your mission and found where she is... You don't even hear anything on the other side... then you hear what sounds like a muffled scream and a crash from behind the door.
  
  > open the door.
  You kick down the door after trying to use the handle a few times. You walk into the room, and instantly trip on the blood covering the floor, You fall down and crack your head, but have enough time to yell help before you fall.
  
  You wake up a few hours later, Covered in blood and a painfull knot on your head, The madame is hovering over you very motherly like attending to your wounds. You cough a few times and try to lift up. " No your to injured just stay there" She says to you and holds you back down. " What happened" You managed to say. "Veria is dead, I guess you tripped in her blood when you walked in..." Your heart starts to beat faster and faster, You are very afraid about something but just can't quite remember, Then it hits you, Your supposed to have found the women for the father and now shes dead.... You pull yourself up before the madame can stop you and say, " I need to tell the father about this I'm sorry to leave in such a rush." You bolt out the door of the whore house and start to run back to the church, pushing thru the crowds of people gathered for some festival, You knock over the man they are all chearing for and he yells at you, but you are running to fast to hear what he has to say.
  
  > go to the church.
  You run back to the Church, Blood covers your legs as you run. A few men try to stop you but you are running to fast to be stopped. You burst thru the church door, and are attacked. Before you can react, the priest swings a large candle stick at you, you duck just in time for him to miss. He drops the candle stick. " Oh god! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to... I'm sorry, I thought you were ... him" You look at him and start to cry. " I'm sorry... Father... She's dead.." He puts his arm on your shoulder, and comforts you. " I know... I was attacked by a man, he was, he was spouting things about how I am the one that killed her... I think it was her boyfriend, or husband or something" You fall back on the pew and sit contemplating, " Father, I saw the attacker.. I didn't make out who he was but he was wearing a long black cloak, I think, I think he might still be trying to attack us."
  
  > search the Chapel
  You decide to search the chapel, that way you can ensure he won't get away. A few minutes later you have no luck, and disheartened you head back to the main foyer, This time, you are attacked again, and this time the priest doesn't miss... You fall to the floor dead. It seems the Priest had killed her to try and hide the truth. Now the world will never know.