It was a dark but beautiful night. Cameras clicked. People, mainly teenagers and girls and boys between 20-25, squeaked. The whole city seemed to have gathered in front of Regal Times Square. All for one reason: Sterling Vance was coming to town and everyone wanted to get a closer look at him.
"HE<S COMING!" shrieked a girl standing in front of his poster, "HE<S COMING! HE<S COMING! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!"
"Easy Clara!" said her little sister standing beside her, "everyone knows he is coming! Don<t shout!"
But Clara was no way the only one. Everyone in the crowd shared that energy.
No one knew what was going to happen.
"DAD!" screamed Sterling, "DAD! WAKE UP!"
They were stuck in the car. The glass was cracked. And his dad was no longer moving. Somehow, Sterling was out of harm.
"Dad!" He pleaded, though he knew it was no use. "please wake up! please!"
His father did not wake up. He was gone.
Tears were escaping his eyes. He was stuck. His father was not moving. and the driver... where did the driver go? Sterling looked around. On the driver seat there was sitting...no one.
What the hell? Did that guy leave me?
"Hey!" He shouted at the top of his voice, "someone there?"
No one answered. No one came. He felt... left alone.
"They left you" said a voice, a cold, steely, freezing voice "Sterling Vance, they left your side when you needed them..."
"Who<re you?" ha asked, "and what do you want?
He knew it wasn't his mind and that he wasn't talking to himself, mainly because it didn't sound like his thoughts.
"I am no one," said the voice, "I<m just a spirit, who was left alone...just like you"
Huh? why does this sound like some demon king from a fantasy story? he thought to himself, meaning it to stay private.
"I am no demon king," said the voice, "I am just a spirit who got left alone"
"What do you want from me?" he asked, "and how do I know that you<re real and not just in my head"
"I am real," said the voice, "I am not inside your head. And you know it"
" You never answered the second question" he said, "What do you want?"
"Join me," said the voice, "Sterling Vance, join me and we can be a lot more then what we are now. We can win the world, have a throne and rule every entity in existence. Become a cinder, Sterling...and join the fire."
It was a tempting offer. After all, What had fame given him? he was still left alone. He wanted to say yes but something stopped him. Instead, what came out of his mouth was,
"No." He had no idea why, but he couldn't say yes. "I will never join you! GET OUT OF MY HEAD!"
He didn't know why, he didn't know how, but he knew that he will never regret it. Instinctively, his vice rose.
" Think again." said the voice, "Sterling Vance, we were left alone...We can get back what was taken from us."
"I said, LEAVE ME ALONE!"
WILL STERLING GET HELP? OR WILL HE REGRET SAYING NO TO THE VOICE AFTER ALL?
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