I was walking along, going past my usual route to school when I suddenly had the strange feeling that someone.... or something was watching me. Turning around slowly, all I saw was the local playground that stood by the park, and the normal group of kids walking on the other side of the street.

Odd... very odd.

Turning around, I saw a girl with dark brown hair walking along, looking at the ground as she walked. Smiling slightly, I jogged up to her and put one hand on her shoulder, making her squeak in fear and turn around quickly. "Hey, Gene." I said, offering her a smile, pronouncing her name "Jenny." "Tyler... hey." She said, smiling back, and hitting my arm lightly. "I told you not to sneak up on me!" I suppressed my laughter and blocked off her next punch. "I'm sorry... you looked so lonely."

Okay, real quick, this girl is Genevieve Lopez. I've known her for a good while, although, I've never seen her actually smile that much.. she's kind of a downer. You see, before she moved here, she had actually lived somewhere else. Something weird happened to her,although she hasn't said what yet... it had caused her to lose her parents, so now she lives with her grandparents nearby. Gene always seemed to stay withdrawn from the rest of life, so it's kind of funny how we look together: Me being Mr.Talkshow, while she just sits and listens, if you ever can get her to stay still.

But, she's my friend, and that's all that matters.

I opened my mouth to say more, but then was stopped, hearing that voice again.

Squish,Squash... kill... die...

Shaking my head, I looked up, to see Gene walking across the street, still holding the smile she had before. Starting to jog after her, I heard the screech of tires nearby. Turning my head in the direction of the sound, I saw a red Porsche come screaming down the street, the driver hidden in the glare of the windshield. Looking back at Gene, I saw that she was right in the path of the vehicle.

Gene...

"GENE, WATCH OUT!" I yelled, running as fast as I could. I saw her turn her head and spot the incoming speed demon, seeming to grow roots in the middle of the street. Swearing at myself for what I was about to do, I lunged, tackling her and rolling to the other side of the street, out of harms way. Luckily for us as well, because the Porsche had just taken the spot Gene was not half a second later, it's hot exhaust pouring out. I kept myself wrapped around Gene as I heard muffled thuds, then the metallic song of a car crashing into something big.

Oh god...

Looking up, I saw the vehicle had crashed into a oak tree by the playground, the driver, a young male in his twenties with blonde hair and dark sunglasses, was laying right by the monkey bars. But that wasn't what caught my attention... what had caught my attention was the bodies... the bodies of the kids who I saw before hand... they were scattered all over the playground, two by the swing set, and the other three lying in a comical position, as if to say, "Hey look! I'm dead now!"

What the Hell was that?!

I didn't realize that I was still hanging onto Gene until I felt her poking my ribs. "Ty... I'm okay." She mumbled, making me feel stupid, and let her go. The two of us could only stare at the wreckage in shock, while my hands shook.

What exactly just happened?!