Night Crawler Journals: Before the Cold Hours.

Posted: May 2, 2016 in Uncategorized
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It’s the middle of the afternoon, but no one is moving in the Gore household. The trip to the hills was today, which meant they had a drive ahead of them, so they decided to sleep in, well until the baby began to cry. The silence was gone, the relaxation was over, it was time to get up and get moving.

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Aeron opens his eyes and looks into Taylors, he kisses her. She slides out of bed, and puts on her bathrobe, and exits the room. Aeron rubs his eyes, trying to remove any crusty eye burgers from the corners of his eyes. He gets up from the bed, walks over to his dress and grabs his pants. He sits down on the side of the bed, and puts them on. They were a little tighter than he remembered, not something he wanted to endure for twenty-one long and boring hours, as he made his way across the country to go skiing with his wife. He takes off the pants, and decides to go in the path of basketball shorts. At least he could feel the blood circulating through his legs. Taylor walks back into the room, holding their 1-year-old.

“Aw, she’s up.”

Aeron stands up and relieves Taylor of holding Amy, she kisses him, then goes into the bathroom. The sound of a warm shower lifts through the air, as Aeron laid back on the bed and turned on the T.V. He rubs her back, while he enjoys an episode of Sports center. His eyes grow heavy again, and he slowly falls back to sleep, cuddled up with his biggest pride and joy.
A time passed, Taylor walks out of the bathroom, her hair was freshly curled, Fingers were recently painted, make-up applied smoothly. She smiled as she saw that Aeron was cuddled with little Amy. She walks over to him, leans down and gives him a passionate kiss. He opens his eyes slightly and smiles at his gorgeous wife.

“You are beautiful, nothing ever changes!”

She smiles and extends her arms, requesting that he hands Amy over. He does and gets up. He gives her another kiss, and walks into the bathroom. It was his turn to shower before they left. He gave the shower a quick run around, scrubbed his hair, arms, and chest, and rinsed his long curly black hair. The curls fought the heavy water and won. He opens the curtain, and steps onto the fuzzy bathroom mat on the floor. He grabs the towel off the rack and dries off. After drying his tan skin, he takes the towel and rubbed the mirror, revealing his scruffy face. He needs to shave. He looks into the cabinet, but can’t find any shaving cream.

“Babe, do we have any shaving cream.” He yells.

“In the bottom drawer of the sink.” She replies.

Aeron opens the sinks drawer and saw the can of, a local store brand, shaving cream. Though he usually uses Gillett, he remembers that he used the last of that, Tuesday. He needed to grab some at the store, but he forgot; so now he had to use an unappealing foamy substance that helps the razor cut into his skin. With nothing else to do, he slaps the lavender onto his skin, and begins to pull the sharp blades across the existing hairs. It took two swipes to cause the first cut. He lets out a baby cry, but continues; soon enough he’s done, and he enters into the bedroom. Taylor begins to say something about the razor burns, but stops as Aeron points at her. She laughs, and throws his shirt at him.

After packing up the car, Aeron is checking the fluids in their car; he was adding oil when Taylor appears around the car. She looks upset as she holds her phone. He stops what he is doing.

“You okay?”

“We can’t go.”

Aeron shuts the hood, and looks at her.

“What do you mean?”

Taylor grabs her stomach and gives him the phone. There is a text message from his mother, saying that they weren’t able to watch Amy, this weekend, since they have to work. Aeron gives the phone back to her, and rubs his forehead.

“We already have tickets, though.” He scuffs.

“I know! What do you insist we do, bring her?”

“Why not?”

“Well, I guess we could bring my sister along; she can watch her, in the cabin?”

Aeron walks towards the car. “Why can’t she watch her, here?”

Taylor opens the car door, and grabs her purse.

“I wouldn’t want to be that far away, from Amy, if she was watching her. She is only 16, you know.”

Aeron agrees to the plan, and they get into the car. On the way out of town, Aeron stops by Chelsey’s house, and picks her up. After picking her up, Aeron gets onto the interstate, and begins to head to Montana.

“Okay, so I will drive for ten hours, then you drive?” Aeron ensures that the plan is solid.

“I think that will work, but if we need to stop, it shouldn’t put us out much.”

“I will see how we feel, I feel energized, so we will see.”

“Okay.”

Chelsey spends most of the car ride sleeping and texting, she has her headphones in, listening to the new jams that recently came out. Taylor spends most of the car ride looking through her social media feed, but stops to read through her Peoples magazine. She is also controlling the music, using their new IPod. Aeron keeps his eyes on the road, momentarily glancing back at Amy, smiling at the weird faces she makes during naps. They stop a few times to get gas and food, but refuse to waste any other time.

Half-way through, it is time for the couple to switch. They were in South Dakota, only a few hours out of Helena, Montana, and a hour from the slopes of the Great divide. The excitement is enough to keep them up for the remainder of the drive. Though they were going to their Cabin rental, in Helena; they were going to the slopes tomorrow, a lifelong dream of theirs.  It was now Taylors turn to drive, even though she hates driving, she can tell that Aeron is getting sick of the view of empty roads, and tired, so she switches him.

It doesn’t feel long for the crew, but in no time, they are on the outskirts of Montana. Ten hours ago, they were in another state, but the boredom is getting worse. In the last hour, all their phones died and the IPod is on its last leg, which is their G.P.S, at this point. Aeron suggests they turn on the radio for music. Aeron searches for a local station, but as he searches through the channels, a certain noise draws his attention, it is a warning sound, indicating there is bad weather coming. He leaves it on the station. The national weather team was informing, the entire state of, Montana that there is a storm coming, one that could produce heavy snow and strong cold winds. They suggest everyone stay indoors, and avoid using transportation, as it could cause major accidents.

“What should we do?” Taylor asks, sounding very unpleasant.

“We might not be in that area, just keep driving.”

“But what if we die?” Chelsey shouts.

The baby wakes up and begins to cry. Aeron looks back at Chelsey with anger. Chelsey grabs the little girl, and begins to rock her back and forth; she tries to get her to calm down, soon Amy was asleep. They are only a few minutes away, now.
Aeron looks out the window at the sky. The sky was turning a bright pink color. There seems to be a storm coming, but Aeron assumes it’s not as severe as they say it is. The thought of the storm scares him, but he has wanted to ski for a long time.

“Make a left here, the cabin is behind that building.” Aeron points to an old abandoned building, in front of a giant tree. Taylor makes the turn, and goes down a few blocks, makes a right turn, then another left, and pulls into the cabins drive-way. After switching the car into park, there is a loud sound. The noise sounds like thunder; Aeron jumps out of the car and looks up at the sky. The sky is now a strange green and pink color. As he looks up at the sky, the wind picks up and the snow starts to fall.  
  The flakes are heavy; it doesn’t take long for the inches to add up. They quickly grab their stuff from the car, and run into the cabin. When they get into the cabin, they see a group of people sitting next to a fire. They’re telling stories, while drinking hot cocoa. The leader of the cabin stands up and walks over to them.

“Sorry, we are closed, due to the weather. Can I help you?”

Aeron shakes his head.

“Mam, we have a reservation to stay….”

“Oh, my bad, what was the name?”

“Gore, Aeron and Taylor Gore.”

The woman walks over to her computer and types for a second, then looks up at them.

“Oh, yes. I am proud to see you, your room is ready.”

Aeron grabs the key reading 308 and walks up the flight of stairs. It doesn’t take long to find the room. Aeron turns the nob, and walks into the room. The room is very cozy and warm, and it comes with a great view of the mountains. Chelsey pushes past them and walks to the window. She looks out in amazement, adoring the snow flakes that are falling from the sky. Aeron and Taylor meet her at the window, they all look out into the wonderland, cherishing the present moment.

As they look out the window, a local siren sounds off throughout the city. The only time Aeron has heard a sound like this, is when they are having a tornado. He didn’t believe they could have a tornado during winter, though. He assumed it was just a weekly test; he assured everyone, they were testing it in case of an emergency, but he is wrong, the storm was about to get bad.

They begin to unpack their luggage, when there was a knock on their door. Aeron walks over to the door and turns the knob. He opens the door to see an employee standing there. Aeron attempts to greet him, but is interrupted by the young man.

“Please, come with me.”

Aeron laughs as he tries to push the guy away, but the guy wasn’t leaving. Aeron gets a bit irritated, as the guy repeats himself multiple times.

“Leave us alone! We are guests.” Aeron slams the door and begins to walk away.

There is another knock at the door, this time Taylor walks over to the door, and opens it. It is the kid, again. Aeron sees the kid is still there. He walks back over to him, grabs him by the shirt, and throws him against the wall.

“I told you to leave us alone, you son of a b….” A woman interrupts the fowl language with a cough. Aeron looks down the hall.
There is a group of security standing with an old lady.

“What is going on?” Aeron releases the man.

“We need you guys to come with us! Its no longer safe here.”

Taylor nudges Aeron, and walks down to the woman. Chelsey, while holding Amy, follows. Aeron looks at the guy, in the eyes, and says sorry; he gets up, and pulls the guy from the ground. They make their way down the stairs, and into the lobby;  there is already a group waiting. Aeron grabs a hold of Taylors hand, as he listens to the manager of the Cabin Inn.

“We have stay on the bottom floor, until this storm passes. I got a call saying that the wind will be very strong. This building is old, and I am not taking any chances.”

“Oh come on, the winds wont be that bad, wind can’t be that strong, right?” Aeron shouted.

“Actually yes, it can be. We already have a foot of snow…..”

As the manager begins to describe the present situation, there is a huge crashing noise, this is followed by the roof caving in. The tree from on top of the hill has falling from the great winds, and it has falling onto the building. The old beams of wood can’t withstand the giant tree and gives out, causing the tree to fall through the building. Most of the people retreated, and got out of the way, but as the dust settled, there were puddles of blood under the tree. One of the puddles, of blood, was of the manager. Aeron was on the ground, cuddling his wife in safety. He looks around, trying to find Chelsey. He gets up from the ground and runs to the tree, there was a pacifier that said “Amy” on it. Aeron’s heart sank deep into his chest, as he began to scream. Taylor runs over to him and sees the pacifier, she drops to her knees, and begins to cry. But then there is a sound; Chelsey is screaming for Taylor, She looks over to Chelsey, which is holding Amy in her hands. Aeron smiles, clearing his tears from his eyes.

Aeron grabs the pacifier, and walks over to Amy. The upper floor gives out, and hurls a heavy beam down to the bottom floor. The beam lands perfectly onto Chelsey, crushing every bone in her body, also taking young Amy away from the loving couple. Aeron watches in disbelief, then begins to cry out, loudly. Taylor is crying uncontrollably as she tries to lift the beam from her dead sister and child. The beam wont budge, though.

“Help!!!!!” She screams.

Aeron tries to pull her from the beam, but she pushes him away. His pre-existing anger gets to him, and he pushes her back. This is the first time he has ever hit a woman. Taylor lands on the beam, but she fires back, with a piece of wood, knocking Aeron out, cold.

When Aeron wakes up, Taylor is gone. She took the car and left. Aeron gets up from the ground, and looks around. There is blood on the ground, covered by a foot of snow; the tree was still in the center of the room, and the beam was still on top of his daughter. He lets out a fainted moan as he falls back to the ground.

“I think I know where we can go.” A male offers his hand out to Aeron.

Aeron looks up to the man; He was a tall fella, he had a long beard, scruffy hair, he had a lazy eye, rotted teeth in the front, he had a dip, of tobacco, in his mouth, which he spit onto Aeron’s shoe. He wore a long flannel jacket. It seemed this guy was a part of a local lumber mill, or something.

“What’s your name?” Aeron asks.

“My name is Leo, would you like to come the hell on?”  

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