Into the Dark episode 2

Into the Dark Episode 2

The radio fell from her grip. She looked at Helen who had also heard the news. With tears in her eyes, she looked down at her hands. They were still trembling and hadn’t noticed her body shaking until Helen’s embrace stopped her.

Helen: Oh honey, I’m sorry.

Jane felt her face heavy with sadness, her tears distorted her vision.

Jane: How did he know? I just don’t understand.

Helen helped her to her feet and she straightened out her clothing.

Helen: Come on hun. Let’s get you home.

They heard a wail come from the hallway. Helen and Jane looked at each other as the father of the victim walked in with anger as his courage.

Mr. Greene: You just couldn’t get to her quick enough?! What good of a psychic are you if you can’t save them?!

Jane could see the father’s sadness; his agony stabbing his chest. She didn’t know what to tell him. She thought how anyone could cope with the loss of a child.

Jane: I’m so sorry Mr. Greene. I –I tried to—

Mr. Greene: You shouldn’t give anyone hope if you can’t save them!!

Helen: Hey! Back off! Where were you when she was trying to find your daughter? You didn’t do any be—

Jane: (whispering) Helen no.

She knew what Helen said bought his spirit to his knees.

Jane: My condolences to you and your family. I’m so so sorry.

She walked down the hallway and saw the police trying to comfort the wailing mother. With the eyes of disbelief hacking her down, Jane tried to avoid their eyes. Helen walked beside her, guiding her out of the precinct. As they approached the main entrance, John walked in with a sad expression on his face. She couldn’t look at him in the eye.

John: Ja—

Without looking at him she spoke softly.

Jane: I’m sorry, I can’t.

She walked out and could hear him calling her name.

**

They sat together in the car and she handed her the blade.

Helen: Jane, don’t do this.

Jane: You know I have to.

Helen: But why?

Jane turned her back to Helen and exposed her shoulder. On the left side of her shoulder stood scars for every victim she couldn’t save—all twenty one of them. Helen held the blade in her hand. Jane could hear the nervousness in her voice.

Helen: You saved a lot of people. Don’t they count?

Jane: It’s enough they are alive and well.

Helen: So don’t do this to yourself.

Jane needed to feel the pain, to remember them; to look at herself and think of every victim. She remembered all of their names. She turned around and looked at Helen. She could sense her worry. She took the blade away and hugged her.

Jane: It’s okay. You don’t have to do it. I’m sorry for asking.

She was glad she met Helen. She never would’ve thought she would have had a friend like her.

Helen: I owe you my happiness.

Jane: No Hel—

Helen: No. I do, and because of that I would do anything for you, but hun, I just can’t do this.

Jane remembered the day she met her; she felt her pocket vibrate.

Jane: (looking at screen) It’s John.

Helen: That Sheriff cutie sure is persistent.

Jane smiled, but sent the call straight to voicemail. He called five seconds after and she pressed the end button.

Jane: Please take me home.

**

They pulled up to her house. She loved her house; a Georgian colonial home of white and gray. She felt safe, especially inside with her fiancé. She was looking forward to seeing him; with the day she was having.

Helen: Here we are hun.

Jane: (gives kiss on cheek) See you Elle.

She got out of the car and walked towards the house. Her spirit felt like she was running although she was only walking. She turned her key and walked in. She fell to her knees crying.

Fiancé: Jane? Are you home?

She couldn’t answer with the knot in her throat. The effort to speak was painful like scraping against glass.

Jane: Da-vid I-I’m here.

She saw him walk in from the sitting area and she could tell by his face he knew what was wrong. He grabbed her hands and lifted her up. He touched her face, kissed, and hugged her.

David: I’m so sorry babe. I know how much they mean to you. Did you do it yet?

Jane: No.

David: I’ll do it.

She handed him the blade and they walked up to their bedroom.

**

She sat on the edge of the bed and took off her shirt. He sat beside her as she turned her back towards him.

David: You ready?

Jane: (whispering) Yea.

He made a small cut, but deep enough to make it scar. She winced from the pain, but thought of Rebecca Greene and her missing person’s photo. She felt him dab the cut with peroxide.

Jane: Why do you always do that?

David: People have died over smaller injuries.

Jane: (chuckles) Okay.

She felt him kiss her neck and turned her face to kiss her mouth. She always melted when he kissed her. She kissed him back with every passion she had for him. He kissed her body from her neck to between her legs. He knew exactly where to put his mouth. He caressed her body and the sensations she felt were unexplainable. His thrusts were passionate and intense. She could feel herself build up her release. She put her arms around his back and felt him go deeper and harder. He made her moan with intense pleasure.

Jane: I’m cumming baby.

He went faster until they both released together. Every time she had an orgasm, she felt like she was high. Her body felt like she was having an outer body experience. She smiled at him and kissed him on the lips. She felt the moisture of his sweat and pressed her lips together.

**

She opened her eyes and realized she’d fallen asleep. It was dark when she looked at the clock: 9:00 p.m. She squinted as she looked at her phone and saw ten missed calls from Sheriff John. She realized her bed was empty and called out to David.

Jane: David?

She heard someone walking, but got no answer. She got up and put on her amethyst silk robe, and her slippers. She felt odd and scared. She walked slowly to the door and called out to David again.

Jane: David? What are you doing?

Still, she received no response. She felt uncomfortable and stood in the middle of the door. She heard a whisper behind her and jolted around, but the room was still empty. She turned to the door to see a dull gray skinned girl with soaked brown hair covering her face. Decorated with autumn leaves, her hair was full of debris that seemed to have come from a river. Her curls were dripping wet and was staining the carpet. Jane realized that the girl had no pants on. She had a red and white pinstripe shirt marked with blood stains. On the left side of her shirt a rectangular name-tag said: Hi my name is Jennifer. Jane stood staring at the girl. She extended her hand to reach out to her.

Jane: J-Jennifer?

The girl suddenly looked up and had gashes across her face and behind her stood a tall man dressed in black. The same person she saw through Rebecca’s eyes and who knew she was watching.

Jennifer: Save me.

Jane screamed.

**

David: Honey wake up!

She opened her eyes and saw David shaking her. She looked up and saw that it was still daylight outside.

David: You were screaming. Are you alright?

Jane: He killed another girl.

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