White Rabbit by Yuki R. Rose
The road was long and winding, a canopy of cedar and dog wood in cased the rough dirt road blocking the days last light from the old pick-up. The drive was oddly calming. The soft forest scenery was like something out of a calendar. Alex stretched, at least as much as he could while driving.
“Geez, when those people said it was a long ways out there, they weren’t joking.” Alex mumbles with the stretch.
“Yeah I think this road even has our driveway beat.” Warren states.
The two laugh for a moment until Alex’s gaze falls onto the rearview mirror.
“I can’t believe Kasey is still out…” Alex says with a roll of his eyes.
“She did do all of the driving last night.”Warren points out.
“Yeah, but is she even still breathing??” Alex states sarcastically.
Warren shrugs, “Let’s find out.”
He turns back in his seat poking her shoulder that was capped in long golden hair. Kasey swatts his hand away. Mumbling something incoherent as she rolls away from him. Burying her face back into her travel pillow.
“Ya, i’d say she’s still breathing.” Warren tease.
Alex’s chuckles with a shake of the head, reaching back to gently give Kasey a shake.
“Hey, Babe, wake up we’re almost there.” Says Alex softly.
Warren pokes her cheek through a gap in the hair that was hiding her face. His hand slapped for it.
“Warren. Poke me again and I’ll break your fingers off.” She hisses, never having been the nicest person after waking up, “Gods, what do Greyfeild boys have against sleep anyway?”
Warren chuckles sitting back in his seat, “And good morning to you too sunshine.”
Kasey slaps Warren’s shoulder, not hard enough to hurt him, just hard enough to get her point across as she scutches across to the middle of the back bench seat.
“How much further?” She yawns.
“Couple miles, why?”Alex replies.
“Just wondering since you woke me up is all.” Kasey states.
A silence fills the old, sunbleached black pick-up, which bounces as it hits the begin and end of bridge. Kasey looks out at the woods, her mind starting to fully wake up and take in her surroundings.
Kasey sighs, “Don’t you think it’s a little weird?”
Alex glances back at Kasey, “Think what’s a little weird?”
“That we’d get a call out to investigate a place like this so late in the day?” Kasey States.
Her and Alex lock eyes in the rearview for a split second before Alex looks back down at the road.
The two boys look at each other then back at what their attentions were priorly on. Warren eventually looking back at Kasey after some thought on the subject.
“We get calls like this all of the time, it’s probably just rats or some other wild animal.” Warren reassures, both to the others and himself.
Kasey pouts at his tone, “You mean you don’t think this is at all suspicious? I mean your family does have a lot of enemies. So what are the odds that Higgin’s ‘favorite’ sons would get called out to somewhere they wouldn’t arrive to until sunset, in the middle of nowhere, to a place the owner’s haven’t even been to since they bought the place??” Kasey finishes, “Doesn’t this just seem a little fishy now?”
The two in the front seats exchange silent looks again. A quite loom of some impending doom filling the truck as they pull into the circle driveway of the old cottage style house. Alex shaking his head as he puts the truck in park, leaning a bit on the steering wheel.
“Kasey, for the love of everything holy would you NOT get everyone all panicked right before a job??” Alex states, “These last minute realizations of yours are gonna be the end of me one of these days.”
Kasey shrugs fixing her hairband, “I’m just saying it could be.”
Warren shakes his head opening up his door, “Even if it is, Like you said our family’s got a lot of enemies. This wouldn’t be the first trap we’ve ever walked into.”
They all get out with a sigh, Warren opening the truck door for Kasey closing it behind her. Alex grabbing the bag from the bed of the truck and slinging it over his shoulder.
“‘Aight let’s get ambushed.” Alex says sarcastically, kissing Kasey’s cheek as he walks past.
Kasey sighs as the two boys walk up to the porch.
“Hey, if you guys get killed while being reckless don’t come whining to me about it in the next life..” She states before following them.
The house was in the same shape the owners said it would be, so at least that apart of the story adds up. It was an old cottagey, farmhouse looking place with two stories and a porch. It had a few obvious faults that needed repairs. They had told them they bought a fixer-upper about a year ago to be their new weekend/vacation home. Apparently they weren’t looking for a place that needed so much work, but this place called to them and it was love at first sight. The cottage was nestled away in it’s own plot if 30 wooded acres with a field that surrounds the house, spreading it from the wook line. A small pond hidden behind the place. It was the idle place for them to relax, get away from the bustle of their fast paced city lives and for them to indulge in their hobbies. It was the perfect place to spend the Hunting season or go camping without having to worry about running into other people. But as every perfect situation it had a downfall. Their slice of paradise was haunted. To the point that they couldn’t keep any handyman long enough to put in a full days work. Some of them left so fast that they didn’t even bother to take any of their equipment with them and to scared to ever think of coming back for them. Which was made apparent by the fact that they had to move a table saw just so they could get in through the front door.
Because of this setting up all of the equipment didn’t take nearly as long as clearing a place for it. By the time it was all done the sun had set, leaving in its wake an array of color.
Kasey sits perched on the counter-top that divided the living room from the kitchen, watching Warren through the window as he set up the cameras. Alex setting up the bulk of the equipment in the living room.
Kasey sighs, “I thought we were done already, how many for things do we have to hook up?”
“We’re just waiting for Warren to finish installing the last of the cameras.... If you want it to go faster you could go always go help him.” Alex states.
“I’m a vampire hunter. I don’t do all of this techy stuff. Ghost, demons and tech are your nerdy cup of tea, not mine. Plus I’m only here because you and Warren begged me to come with so you wouldn’t have to deal with each other.” Kasey states, pushing off the counter.
She walks up to Alex, sitting next to him.
“Besides, what’s with you two anyway? For twins you sure don’t act like it.” She inquires.
Alex sighs avoiding Kasey and the topic. Focusing solely on the work at hand. Kasey examines him, Alex’s spiky dark down hair hiding his face. Alex had always worn his hair a bit longer then Warren’s despite the two having similar styles. They were both tall and well built like their father, having permanently sunkissed skin from hours of hard work out in the hot southern sun, dark brown hair and pale brown eyes. Other than their facial shape they were the spitting image of their father. Which both boys always seem to wear as a burden.
Kasey sighs, “Well?”
“Just how do you expect us to act? We’re two different people. And that’s that.” Alex states without looking up at her.
Kasey pouts at him, “I know that bu-”
Warren bursts into the room a puzzled look on his face snatches everyone's attention.
“Did one of you go up stairs??” Warren asks.
Kasey and Alex look at each other, collectively shaking their heads “no” as they look back at Warren who tenses, a bitter chill filling the room and climbing up their spines as the feeling of eyes burning through their backs sets in. Warren grabs one of the heavy duty flashlights off the counter.
“I’ll go check it out.” Warrens says turning to head up stairs.
“I’ll come with!” Kasey chimes, grabbing a flash light and tagging after Warren.
The two hurry up the stairs and into the darkness that consumes the second floor. The sound of boots hitting wood and old doors being open fill the stairwell. Alex sits back down, checking the cameras and mics for anything out of the ordinary when the screens start flicker. A small movement catches his attention . A small cellar door had popped open, releasing a stale frigid draft of air. A faint metallic odor soon fill the wake of the draft, laced wit the heavy scent of mildo. Alex gages, pulling his shirt over his nose. He grabs the walkie-talkie from his belt.
“Hey guys, I found the cellar. I’m gonna go check it out.” Alex says, his voice muffled by the shirt.
“Alright, we’ll meet you down there after we check out the last room.” Kasey replies, “Just be careful.”
Alex returns the walkie-talkie to his belt and reaches over without looking, clumsy grabs the last flashlight and carefully starts down the narrow, steep stairwell into the dark confines of the cellar. The stairs creak and groan under his weight and they were surprisingly long and seems to get darker the further he goes. Once he got to the bottom of the stairs he was meet with a wall. He looks over to his left and there sits a line of shelves. He cranes his head around the wall and saw a dip in the ground were the floor was lower then where he stood. An old water heater sitting in it. Along with on old piece of metal equipment he wasn’t sure of what it was amd just past it was a short hallway,on side filled with ancient looking wine barrels the other side with jars, some broken, but all filled with a rotted slime he assumes was once food.
A quick movement barely caught by the dim beam of the flashlight to it only for it to fall upon a small, white rabbit. Staring at him from under the big brass belly of the unknown piece of equipment. A piece of some kind of weedy, sun deprived plant that was weakly growing from a crack in the concret dangles from its mouth. They Stare at each other for what feels like an eternity. The red eyes glow of it’s tiny beady eyes seem to pierce right through him. As if gazing into his soul judging him for some unknown crime. The situation fills him with a sense of anxiety. His heart starting to race, his body breaking out into a cold sweat. Goosebumps taking over his skin. He was not prone to ir ever had anxiety attacks before, but he was sure that's what he was having. He wants to run, leav, go up stars grabbing the other and getting as far away from this place as he could. But he couldn’t seem to make himself move. He was frozen in place, eyes locked with this tiny, marless creature. Then itlooks over to the direction of the stairs and as calmly as ever, hopps off behind the wine barrels. He felt calm again, As if that didn’t just happen. He took a deep breath and could hear the thumping of Warrens boots one the stairs. Before he could turn around, Warrens hand was on his shoulder, making him Alex practically jump out of his skin and for Warren to retreat his hand. Warren looks worriedly at his brother.
“You alright Alex?” Warren asks, “We’ve been trying to get a hold of you for ten minute now.”
Alex looks over his shoulder at where he had seen the rabbit. Had he really been staring at it for ten minutes? He shakes the thought from his head and faces his brother.
“Sorry, I guess I got distracted…” Alex replies.
Warren gives him the side eye, but steps to the side for his brother to go up the stairs first.
The rest of the night went pretty uneventfully. It wasn’t until sunrise when the cameras caught something moving around up stairs again. Warren let out sigh as he was sleeping when Alex woke him about it. The three decided this time to all go up together and have a look around when they start to hear humming coming from the back bedroom. They all exchange a glance before hesitantly walking over to the door. Kasey carefully pushes it open, Alex and Warren entering it very cautiously. The humming stops and banging starts to come from the closet door, along with the door knob juggling.
Warren sighs, “Well is getting a bit cliche for my taste..”
Kasey shakes her.
“I’ll go get the EVP and the spirit box…” Alex says.
He turns to leave when Kasey grabs his arm.
“Just leave your walkie-talkie open, ok?” She states.
He looks at her questioningly but decides not to argue. He simply says ok, turns his walkie-talkie on and goes down stairs. He reaches the bottom of the stairs and goes into the living room, rampaging through the duffle bag to find the equipment. He looks up for a brief moment in thought, only to catch the sight of the little white rabbit darting from the shadows, racing under the window ceil and disappearing behind a pile of old drywall and wood.
“What the…” Alex mumbles.
“Is everything ok?” Kasey’s voice chimes from the walkie-talkie.
“Yeah… just thought I saw something was all.” Alex replies.
A heavy draft and the sound of the old cellar door flying open makes Alex whirl around, but not fast enough. There was a searing pain then the world went black with pained scream.
Kasey and Warrens walkie-talkies let out an ear scream like the mic was hit by something hard, followed by another scream, this one more human… The two run down the stairs, one thought in mind, Alex.
Broken glass covers the living room floor, no Alex in sight only some drops of red on the floor. The two look up in time to see two shadows hurying in opposite directions out side of the window. Kasey and Warren rush outside, each going in opposite directions after the creatures. Acting on shear adrenaline. Warren ran after the figure across the field and into the woods, dodging branches, jumping rocks and logs. The figure still maintaining an inhuman speed. By the time he reached the woods end he was gasping for breath, lunges burning. The figure long out of sight. He stops to catch his breath before finally looking up, a small town stood not to far away. He mutters a curse under his breath as he turns back to make his way back to the cabin.
He arrives their just as Kasey emerges from the fields.
“Any luck?” Warren asks.
“No… The woods dead end at a town.” Kasey replies.
“Weird, that’s what happens that direction to..” He states, point back from where he just came.
Kasey raises a brow at that, “I don’t remember there being a town in that direction.”
“Neither do I.” Warren says.
“We have to find Alex.” Kasey states after a long puse.
“We will, let’s gather the equipment then head out.” Warren says
“Screw the equipment! Alex could be dead! Shouldn’t that take priority??” Kasey snaps.
“I said we’ll find him didn’t I?” Warren snaps back.
Kasey clenches her fists, “Fine you take your sweet ass time. I’m leaving.”
Warren chuckles, “What are you gonna do, walk?”
“I have a friend not far from here.” Kasey hisses.
“Fine, suit yourself.” Warren states as he heads to the house.
By the time he finally finishes gathering the equipment, Kasey is out of sight. Warren places the bags in the bed of the truck and sighs, kicking the rear tire before leaning against the truck. His fingers running through his hair. Frustration and guilt taking over. He takes a minute to gather his thoughts before getting to and starting the truck.
“Alex, you better be alive by the time i find you.” Warren states.
The old pick-up leaving a trail of dust in its wake as it barrels down the dirt road, tires screeching as they hit pathment leaving the old cabin behind to sit it in its dark shadows as the days first light warms the earth.