The Silhouette by Brady H (reading rainbow books TXT) 📖

clone of James's father, Ralph Carter.
"What do you want? What are you?" James asked the monster that looked like his father. No face laughed histarically.
"Oh your just having a nightmare is all. Dont worry you will wake up and realize it was just a dream. Then go to the hospital to see your only kid Jake being born. Sadly your wife isnt going to survive the birth. She will be all mine!" The laughing continued. James got angry. Couldnt stand the harrasment from his own nightmare. He must do something. He looked left then right for something. Anything. To his right laying on the floor was a knife that appeared from nowhere that was not there a seconed ago. He dived for it and grasped it by the handle and waved it around. No face seemed shocked. "Where did you get that? Where the hell did you get that!? It cant be" No face had blood running down his face. He turned back into the shadow face. Then the lizard, and again the no face. James didnt know what was going on.
James gritted his teeth ready to pounce on no face. He stepped closer. The monster stepped back. Thats when James realized the knife is what scared no face.
"You think im scared of you now because you have that knife? I could kill you right now" No face yelled.
"Then do it" James replied.
No face was going through another change. This one was big. He grew another five feet. He now had bear claws, head of a wolf, and a body of a tiger. James grasped the knife harder. Stepped and threw the knife towards the fangs of the wolf head. Not at that time was the monster expecting the knife, as it went right through the left eye. He screamed. Raging, no face chargerd toward James and swiped his giant bear claw. James dived out of the way just avoiding being struck. Blood ran down the wolf heads eyes. Crawling away from no face, straight ahead James spotted another knife down the corridor. He got onto his feet and ran to the knife. When there he dived for it. But the monster put a tiger paw on his arm that held the knife.
James was for sure his arm had broken in many places. With his other arm he reached for the knife and pulled it out from underneath the tiger paw. James stabbed the knife into the leg of no face. Pulling it out, he repaeatedly stabbed the leg. He was able to get free.
No face lay unconcious on the warehouse floor, pool of blood all around him.
Thats when James's alarm clock went off. He didnt remember a thing.
Chapter 4

Living at a friends house had its benefits. Free food, no bills. But Jake no matter where he was never felt comfortable. He always had strange feelings. Jake was seated at the dinner table next to Billy his roomate. The table was silent for a long time. Billy broke the silence.
"You have never talked about your father ever. What was he like?" Jake nearly coughed up his speghetti on the table. He regained his composure. He gabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth. He hesitated.
"He died of a heartattack over night when i was ten. I usto think he was the perfect father. Caved at everything i asked for. Every sundays i would ask him if we could stop by the candy shop. He would say, 'no, we went the last four sundays' but i kept asking and asking and eventually he will cave. He never got around well. He wore a cast for a very long time on his right arm. Never knew how he broke it. Woke up in the middle of the day minutes before i was born and noticed his arm was broken. My father also walked with a limp" Jake held back the tears, "took me a long time to get over his death" Jake sat up and cleaned his plate and put it in the sink. Billy sat silent regretting brining up the subject.
"Sorry to hear that" Billy said putting his plate in the sink. Jake started on the dishes. The silence came back. Then Jake said.
"Then my mom died while giving birth to me so my grandparents became my legal guardians until i graduated. Well only my grandma. My grandpa passed away before i was born. Death just runs in my family." One dish at a time Jake couldnt get his fathers picture out of his head. He missed him so much and wished he was still alive today. What if his fathers death wasnt caused by heartattack? Jake quickly pushed that theory to the side. He felt suddenly cold again. His hairs on the back of his neck stood up.
"Jake are you ok?" Billy asked concerned. Jake was back to the usual pale and the eyes that have not seen sleep in weeks. Billy grabbed a dish and it fell from his grasp and the plate shattered to pieces. He store at Jake's back terrified. His shirt was ripped from the back. And down his back was an eight inch cut. He was bleeding profusely. Jake fainted. Billy called the ambulance.
In ten minutes Jake was placed in the hospital overnight for stiches. Eighty stiches total. It was the worst pain he had been in his entire life. But more importantly he wondered how it happened. This could not have happened doing the dishes.


The next day Jake was released. He needed help getting into Billy's car. Billy helped him in the back seat buckling him up. On the car ride home Jake was starting to lose focus. One minute he could see just fine, but the next he couldnt see anything at all. All he could see when he looked around the car was dead people. Not just dead people but his dead parents laying in a pool of blood with thier necks cut open. Jake tried to scream but nothing came out. No sound came out of his voice at all. He couldnt talk.
Now he could see more dead people. Lying dead in the passenger seat was Billy with no head, no hands or feet. Jake was shaking rapidly, it looked like he was having a seizure. His head banged against the window once, then twice. The window cracked. His blood was smeared on the window, and in letters it said, 'are you ready to die, Mr. Carter?' everything was spinning. Slime came oozing out of the back windshield mixed with red blood. Every window was saying the same thing asking if Jake Carter was ready to die.
Jake screamed and shot his eyes open. He looked around to see where he was. He was in the back of Billy's car parked in front his house. Billy shook him twice. Jake had fallen asleep.
"Jake, Jake! its just me. calm down. you just fell asleep. Come on lets get you inside".
Inside Billy carried Jake to his room and layed him on his bed. Instantly Jake fell asleep into the world of the monster. Let the games begin.

Chapter 5

A bright light shown right down on Jake. He struggled to open his eyes as he was barely concious. When he got his eyes open he couldnt make out anything but just blur. But he did hear something. A drilling noise. He didnt know where it was coming from, but it sounded bad. It made his head ring, and his ears twich. Whatever was going on, he felt like he was in a woodshop, in fact it smelt like a woodshop. The smell of sawdust. Jake sneezed loud smelling in the sawdust. His eyes came more into focus. Standing in front of him was the shawdow faced man Grace had mentioned kidnapping her.
"You... you... killed-" Jake couldnt finish what he was about to say. But he tried, "my... fa...ther didnt you. Killed him... in his sleep. He was as healthy as a lamb. whatever the saying is" Jake felt woozy. He didnt even know what was coming out of his mouth. The creepy no faceed man stepped closer to Jake until they were face to face. If he had a face.
"I never thought i would see another Carter. But here we are. The last of them. But after today the name Carter will dissipear like you never existed" No face, now had a face. An old mans face. Jake didnt know what to do. He tried to move but couldnt. He was in too much pain to move. He had the feeling he needed to act fast. No face walked over to a work bench straight ahead ten feet and grabbed a hammer, examined it then set it back