Disclaimer: I do not own COTC, or Micah, and Ezekiel. I also do not own
Gabriel, (He Who Walks Behind The Rows). I do own the story line, Alley,
Julie, Chasity, Edward, Nick, Bailey, and Chuck. I hope you enjoy my
little chapter in the COTC series. Read on.
CHILDREN OF THE CORN;
THE BOOK OF SOULS:
The cornfield seemed to go on for forever. The town was quiet, and
empty. Ally Felks stood in front of the two only other people in the town.
two boys. "Only you can help." One spoke to her.
"The book shall lead the way." Instructed the other.
"What book? What can I do?"
The eighteen-year-old girl took a step forward. Her blue eyes
showing much confusion, and her medium brown shoulder length hair blowing
in the wind. The winds were getting very fierce.
Suddenly, the two boys disappeared. "No! Wait!"
The winds were getting worse. They picked Alley up, and hurdled her
through the air. She grabbed on to a light pole, and held on with all her
might. "Help me, someone!" she cried
But there was no one there to help her. "Thou shalt mind thy own
business, outlander!" a voice boomed, the broke down in cackles. "Stay
away from this land! Or you shall regret it!"
Alley jolted up the annoying sound of her alarm clock. She pushed
the covers off of her, and stumbled her way into the kitchen. Edward
Bowen, her half brother, and Nick Smith, her best friends brother, were
already in the kitchen sipping coffee. "Hey!" Edward greeted, smiling.
He was beautiful. Even Alley had to admit it. He was half Italian
from his father's side. He had beautiful sky blue eyes, and black hair.
He was thirty-two, but looked eighteen. He had his share of girls after
"I said hey." Edward greeted again, a tent of worry in his voice.
She shook away her thoughts. "Oh! Hey yourself."
"Al, would you do me a favor?" asked Nick.
"Go up, and check on Julie before you go to work."
She nodded. Nick was always calling her Al. It never bothered her.
Nick was a good guy. He was a bleach blonde, and had brown eyes just like
Julie, and his other sister's, Chasity. All of them had their hair died a
different color. Julie's was auburn, and Chasity's was an ash blonde.
"Well, Alley." Edward began, getting up, "I'm leaving."
"Yeah, me, too." Nick announced.
"Be careful." Alley smiled.
"You too." Edward, and Nick said at the same time.
They said their good-byes, and then the two men left. Alley got
Julie's medicine, a medicine cup, and a lemon lime soda. She began
tiptoeing up the stairs to Julie's room. She wanted to try and be quiet
because Chasity was still asleep. She got to Julie's room, and peered
inside. Julie was sitting up in her bed. "Hey, girl. You doing okay?"
"Oh, hey! Yeah, I'll live. I think this flue is finally passing
through my system."
"I brought you your medicine."
Julie made a face. Alley gave her the bottle of liquid, and the
medicine cup. Julie carefully poured the right amount of medicine into the
cup. Then she took it. Alley handed her a lemon lime soda. She quickly
opened it, and guzzled it. "Nasty!"
"But it's helping you."
"I know, but yuck!"
"You probably slept about as good as I did." Alley yawned.
Julie sighed. "I wonder how come you keep having them."
"I don't know."
Julie sat her soda on her nightstand. "Well, when we were in
Jacksonville, you never had dreams like these."
"I know. I think it's this place."
"Yeah, me too. I mean. Nick, Chasity, and I have lived with you, and
Edward for years, and I've never seen anything like this from ya."
"It's weird, but. they are just dreams, right?"
Julie coughed. "Right."
"Well, Jules, I've gotta go get ready for work. Today's my last day
for the week."
"You said it."
Alley started to walk out of the room. "Hey, Alley. Be careful,
okay. Going there, and coming home."
"Ah, don't worry. I will be."
"And drive carefully."
"I will. You keep plenty of liquids in you, okay."
As Alley drove home from where she worked, she had a weird feeling.
Like the urge to go the other way.
"It's silly, Alley." She told herself. "You've never been that way.
You don't know what's that way. There's nothing that way."
But the urge, and feeling to go there didn't go away.
"You've never been that way. You could get lost."
She wasn't convincing herself. She spun the steering wheel, and did
a U-turn, then drove in the direction her gut was telling her to. It
seemed like she was driving for forever. Finally, her gut feeling told her
to stop. She got out of the car. Rain began to pour down on top of her.
She started to run through the cornfield. She stopped when she saw two
shapes in front of her. Two boys. one with black hair, and one with red.
Both had piercing brown eyes.
"Who are you?!" she demanded.
"Only you can help us get our revenge on him!"
"The book will show you how! You must bring us back to our full
form! The book will help you!"
"What book?! Who do you want revenge on?!"
"Stay away from the corn!" an evil voice boomed.
Alley looked up for only a moment. When she returned her gaze to
where the boys were, they were gone. "I'm losing my mind."
Suddenly, another shape appeared. She couldn't make out his face.
"You meddling little infidel! Get out!"
Alley took a step back.
Alley tripped, falling in the mud. She seemed to be sinking. She
tried to get up, but was stuck. She tried to grasp something, but only
brought back mud. 'I'm being buried' she thought.
With one last breath, the mud, and muck covered her, and everything
Alley jerked herself out of the strange daydream. "Sorry, Bailey."
"It's okay. You just scared me."
Alley looked around her. She was safe inside the Hilton, behind the
registration desk. Bailey Schwartz, the girl she worked with, looked
worried. "I was just lost in a daydream."
"Oh! About a guy?" Bailey asked, them smiled.
"No. hey, Bay. What's that way?" she asked, pointing in the
direction her daydream had taken her.
"You've never been that way?"
Alley shook her head. "Nope. We've only been here a couple of
months. I've really had no reason to go that way."
Bailey took a seat in a chair. "There's lot's that way. Two towns I
know for sure. Gatlin, and."
There was that feeling again. "W-what is there?"
Bailey laughed nervously. "Nothing. Damn kid, and teenage
population all of the adults. It was horrible. It's pretty much a ghost
town, except for. well, kids. I won't go near that place.
Alley's feelings, at the mention of Gatlin, were growing stronger,
and stronger. "Why did they do it?"
"Ha! Who knows for sure? A million different stories are
circulating around this country. Who knows which to believe. All I know
is the whole thing just creeps me out."
But Alley had made up her mind. Ghost town, evil children, scary
people, or whatever. Alley was going to Gatlin.