The Watcher - Part 1
by Sean Dunne
Are you in your bedroom?
Yeah, dad, what’s up?
Are all the doors in the house locked?
I don’t know…
Aren’t you downstairs?
No.
Listen to me very carefully…
Look out your window.
Is there a man down there?
You’re scaring me. What’s going on?
Please just look!!
OMG, dad, what is that?
DON’T take your eyes off him, Chloe!
What do you mean HIM?!
And if he texts you, DO NOT answer. Promise me!
What?! Why would it text me?
PROMISE ME!
Okay. But… if you’re not here…
How do you know it’s out there?
DAD?!!?!
That’s not important.
What matters is that…
You keep him in your sight.
As long as you’re looking at him…
He can’t move.
That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard!
But it’s true.
To hell with this…
I’m going to the safe room.
NO!
WHY NOT?!
It’s not safe.
THEN DON’T CALL IT A SAFE ROOM!!!
Do you know how hard it is…
To text you AND watch it!
SO STOP TEXTING!!
Just watch it.
I’m on my way home now.
I don’t understand any of this!
I know. I’m sorry.
You just have to trust me.
I do. But that thing…
I know it’s scary, sweetheart.
No, it’s…
I looked away for a second.
And it’s gone.
Are you sure?
Am I sure there’s not a…
Disgusting, horrific monster…
Staring up at me from…
The edge of the forest right now?!
Pretty positive, dad!
Damn it, Chloe…
It’s not gone.
It’s inside the house.
It can’t be.
I looked away for less than second.
I would have seen it crossing the yard.
You don’t know this thing.
And YOU do?!?!?
I want answers, dad. NOW!
Not until you’re safe.
I am. I checked all the doors…
They’re locked and the alarm is on.
So what is this about?
And why didn’t you call me?
I can’t call. I’m on the train.
There are people around me.
What does that matter?
If I’m in danger, CALL ME!!
I’m sorry. I can’t.
Then I’m calling 911.
I already have.
Where are they then?!
On their way. I promise.
I can’t believe this.
Just hang tight. I’m with you.
You’re not!!
And why didn’t you tell me…
You were going to the city?
What?
Why else would you be on a train?
Unless you went to the penthouse…
To see mom.
I wanted to talk to her about the divorce.
But she wouldn’t see me.
OH GOD!!
What?
I just heard something slam.
A door?
No, I think it was…
What?!
There’s no way that thing could…
Get in through the chimney, right?
It’s way too big.
It can do things you can’t imagine.
HOW do you know?!
Just get out of the house!
Run to the neighbors.
That’s a mile away!!
That thing will run me down in a heartbeat!!
I hear it coming!
I’m going to the safe room.
NO!! YOU CAN’T!!
I’m done listening to you…
Until you start explaining!!
DAMN IT! ALL RIGHT!
Your sister was kidnapped from that room.
What are you talking about?
You had a sister.
What?!
Before you were born.
That thing came into our house…
And it took her FROM the safe room!
Is this some sort of joke?
No, Chloe. I’m dead serious.
Now please…
Get out of that house?!
Why? It’s a mansion.
There are forty rooms…
Lots of secret hiding spots.
I told you…
It’s been there before.
It knows the house.
So do you, Dad.
And you could never find me...
When we played hide and seek.
That’s where I’m going.
My top secret hiding spot.
Okay. But don’t tell me where.
Just go there.
Why? Can it read our texts?
I’m not sure.
But somehow it knows things.
Things no one should know.
It always has.
You said earlier it might text me.
Does that mean it’s human?
It’s not human.
But it lies and deceives like only we can.
It can be unimaginably cruel…
And it will use any means to get to you.
Why?
I don’t know.
You seem to know a lot about it.
Except why it wants your children.
I told you it’s cruel.
Crueler than you not telling me I had a sister?
It was fifteen years ago.
A year before you were born.
I can’t believe mom never told me.
It was her idea not to.
What?! Why?!
Because it wasn’t her daughter.
I had another wife.
Before I married your mom.
Chloe?
Chloe, are you all right?!!
How the hell can I be okay?
Everything you say is a lie!
No one lied to you.
We just never told you.
I’m getting sick of asking…
WHY?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Because my first wife killed herself.
That thing took our daughter.
It drove my wife insane.
So she shot herself. Okay?
And I might have followed her…
Had it not been for your mom.
She saved me from that nightmare.
And she wanted to spare you from it too.
Jesus.
I know. It was a terrible time.
But we got past it.
No, I mean, Jesus…
I think it may have found me.
Stop texting.
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