• In the center of a town in the middle of the woods, stands a clock tower. This town could hav been abandoned for many years yet it seems as though people where there yesterday, which in fact is true. On the clock tower there is one time, twelve, both hands face upwards and it has been this way for what seems an eternity.

    Five years Earlier...
    "s**t! I'm gonna be late!' Max said as he ran towards his grandmother's house. Max was a five foot four, seventeen year old boy with black hair and hazel eyes. He went to his grandmother's house every day shortly after school and was always there by four, it was now three fifty nine. Max ran up the steps of the house and unlock the door with his key, it had started to rain and he was glad he was there. He opened the door only to be greeted by a foul smell, like a rotting corpse or something. Max shrugged it off and walked into the kitchen where his grandmother usually was.
    His grandmother was of course at the table and had seemingly fell asleep at the table, or so Max thought. Max went over and tapped her on the shoulder and his grandmother's body fell backwards in the chair, dead. There was a strange burn mark on her forehead in the shape of a circle. Shocked, scared, and mad, Max took a few steps back and started to cry. He then wipped away his tears and went to call nine one one, though too late, it was what came naturally to him.
    A few moments later the ambulence arrived and the people in the ambulence told Max to go home. Max started to walk home slowly, his eyes on his feet, it was raining hard, with lightning and everything. Unbenounced to Max someone was following him. Max got home after a few minutes of walking in the rain, his tears blending in with the rain. He opened the door to his home and walked in slowly then fell to his knees. His parents ran to him and said "whats the matter" both at the same time. "Grandmas dead" he said once, then twice and started to cry harshly. After a long conversation with his parents he was sent to his room for a reason his parents said they would tell him later. Max laid down on his bed, tear still streaming from his eyes as he slowly fell into a light sleep.