As Elijah was opening up the front door to go out on a morning run he heard the familiar buzz of his phone, he went and picked it up leaving the door cracked open. His phone was on the dinner table, for he had a bad habit of not taking it with him. He looked and saw that there were three messages, all from the same person, the girl of his dreams, Stacy Schneider. As he was thinking of her, forgetting the world around him, there was another buzz, and he snapped back into reality. Yet another message for Stacy, he then read the messages telling him that he should come to a party tomorrow. Before he could respond he heard the door shut with wind. He came into the hallway and retied the knots on his shoes. He left the house in a daze still thinking about the fact the Stacy is going to be at the party tomorrow. He set out on his normal light jog still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. It was a summer morning and half the teens his age were still in bed, Elijash was just training for a season of 5k’s coming up in a month or so, he was in cross country so a couple miles never really affected him. After about two miles he stopped and stretched at a nearby park and got a quick drink at the water fountain. As he was finishing up his stretching he looked over at a nearby bench and saw a man sitting alone with what looked like a briefcase. The briefcase was a weird color and it had a design of an eerie symbol of some kind stitched into the musty brown leather of the briefcase. The man himself a tall, skinny man, Elijah could not see his face, the man was draped in a dark grey rope with a hood over his head. The man seemed lonely, he seemed to be looking at Elijah under the dark cowl that concealed his staring eyes. Elijah quickly made his way back to the road and down the street to his house. He was the only one home, his mom left him and his dad when he was two years old, and his dad was away for the week on a business trip. The whole house was to himself, to be honest he was never really the kind of kid to throw parties or invite girls over he just sat in his room and played games and watched Netflix until he fell asleep.
He came up and opened the door, the fresh air conditioned house felt inviting and it overwhelmed his sweat soaked body. He walked in the house closing the door behind him, he kicked off his shoes and started for the kitchen. He started to make himself some breakfast starting at turning on the stove. He got the eggs, cheese, bacon and potatoes slices out of the fridge and began making himself an omelet. The whole house filled with the heavenly scent of bacon. When he was finished with his meal he went to his to the bathroom to take a shower. He turned the water on and felt a shock of cold water on his chest, the water did get hot, and the steam filled the room and fogged the mirror. After washing his body he stepped out to towel off he put his clothes on and looked up at the mirror. At first startled, but then filled with curiosity about how this might have happened. In the fog of the mirror he could see a symbol. He raked his brain trying to figure out where he seem this symbol before. Then it hit him in a snap, the symbol was the same symbol that was on the man's briefcase early this morning. The symbol had two lines top and bottom, with a triangle like shape in the middle and to the right of that a smaller line perpendicular to the others. He wiped the mirror and got dressed, he opened the door and went to his room he through his clothes in his basket. He climbed into bed and started playing on his X box. As the day went on, he kept thinking about that symbol, he even tried to look it up but he couldn’t find anything like it. He could just ask the man but, he felt like that was a dumb idea. He could not get that image out of his mind. In his efforts to relieve his mind, he turned his TV on and slumped down on the couch. He flipped through the channels, but couldn't find anything good. As the day bleed into nightfall he finally got over that symbol and started to think about the party that he was invited to. And then his mind trailed off to start thinking about Stacy. He started to think about her beautiful smile, her pretty blue eyes, and her long blonde hair. She was a very kind person, but sometimes she fit the blonde stereotype. But this didn’t matter for Elijash she was pretty and he could not get her off his mind. Then he finally fell asleep.
He awoke in a cold sweat, he felt stiff all over and still felt sleepy. It only felt like he was asleep for five minutes, he didn’t even remember his dreams. But he looked over at the window and was blinded by the light pouring in. He got up and stretched his aching muscles rubbing his stiff back we walked over to the kitchen to get a glass of water. After his refreshing drink he went out to start his morning jog. As he went down the street he passed the park and seen something very familiar. It was the same guy that was their yesterday he was carrying the same briefcase with the same symbol on it, the only thing that changed was the fact that it was the next day. He ran home and this time he decided to get a piece of paper and draw the symbol. That stupid symbol that kept him from thinking yesterday. The same questions were running through his mind as he thought about it more and more, where did this come from, why does he have it, what in that briefcase, why is he wearing a cloak, And why is he at the park. The more and more he raked his brain the more he got frustrated that he could not find the answers that he was looking for. In a haste he crumpled up the paper and threw it away. “I am not not going to think about it any more, out of sight out of mind” He said to himself. His morning routine went as normal as he could make. He sat down on the edge of his bed and thought about the party again, trying to numb his mind form that symbol, but every time he tried to not think about it, the more he thought about it. As the day went on, he got ready for the party. It was only a few houses down, past the park and to the right At Stacy’s house. By now is was 6:30 and the party was at 7:00. “So what if I arrive a little early,” he said. To be true he had nothing to do anyway, so he sat out on his way to the party. He made his way to the road and walked slowly past the park.
As he got up to the edge of the park he looked up and saw that man again, but this time he looked back, Elijah could feel the cold stare under the dark hood even though he could not see it. This shoot shivers down his spine. He ran to the party and never looked back. As he arrived at Stacy’s house he could see that there was none there was. He pulled out his phone and checked his phone it was 6:40, He was only 20 minutes early he didn’t know why no one was there. He walked up to the porch and looked at the door. On the door painted in what looked like blood was the symbol, dripping down the door in a slow manner. HE walked up to the door, not thinking that it was just a prank or that is was a popular symbol and he was not brought up about it. He was doing everything he could to not think that the worst have just happened. He went to knock on the door, his heart pumping faster and faster as his fist made the movement towards the door. He knocked on the door and no answer, he knocked again and waited for a minute no answer. He grasped the door handle with his seated palm and turned it ever so slightly before he heard footsteps behind him. He didn't move fearing what was behind him then he heard a voice.”Oh Elijah you're here early.” He recognized the voice to be Stacy’s. He turned around quickly and then was in shock as he felt a sharp pain in his side and a warm trickle of blood flow down his stomach. His life flashed before his eyes and as he took his last breath as he slid down the door and died.
Two days later Markus (Elijah's dad) Heard the phone ring in the other room, he got up from reading a book and answered the phone.”hello who is this..” he asked. “Sir, there's been a number of murders on the street you live on. The Schneider family are dead and we can’t find Stacy., And other being your son. We found him dead on the Schneiders porch, and another thing there was a symbol on both of your guys doors, we suggest that you stay where you are until we clear things up… sir...sir. Are you ok sir”. The officer turned in his chair. “chief they got him too.”