Falling

Prologue

I knocked on the door.

No answer.

I knocked again.

Still nothing.

Maybe she was asleep. I grabbed the door knob and slowly opened the door.

An eerie creaking sound echoed into the dark house. Something didn't feel right.

I left the door open and crept to the kitchen. My arm snaked into the doorway, feeling for the light switch.

Click. The lights came on with a buzzing sound, kind of like in a horror movie. No one was here.

I backed out into the lving room and took in my surroundings. I was just about to leave when I noticed a small stain in front of the stairs. It was a dark color, reminiscent of red wine or rust. In fact, it almost looked like....blood.

Then I noticed the same stain on the wall halfway up the stairs. My heart began pounding in my chest.

I panicked and tore up the stairway. There was no mistaking it. That was blood.

I looked in her parents room. Nothing. I moved onto her brother's room. Again, nothing.

My heart stopped. There, hanging on her door, was a note. Each step I made toward the blood smeared door took an eternity.

With shaking hands, I grabbed the note.

"If you ever want to see her again, come to the place where it all began." There was a bloody handprint on the paper.

There was only one place in this whole world he could possible mean.

I ran.