The Kleine Project

Gracey

"No no no! Don't run!" She said softly and I scrambled and tripped over my own feet. 

"Th-Th-There's TWO OF YOU?!" I said still laying on the ground. 

"Yeah, surprise..." She said with a boring and unexcited tone. "But I don't want to hurt you, don't worry." 

"You don't..?" I asked.

"Not at all," she giggled, "My names Gracey! Nice to meet you! Now what were you looking for in that building?" 

"A phone..." I looked up at her amazed that she knew. She was laying on her stomach her face was the only thing visible from the street. She had a pale face, darker hair and glasses. She looked a lot skinnier and just smaller all around. "How did you..."

"I was watching you," She teased, "I think there was a phone booth down that street actually" She pointed in a direction. 

"R-Really?!" I replied excitedly. 

"Yeah! Good luck!" She said to me as I ran down the street. 

After a little while I saw what she was talking about, she was right! A phone booth! I ran inside and shut the door. How old were these things? Oh well it didn't matter. As I picked up the phone my heart stopped as there was short tremor of the ground...