Childhood friends meet again after many years, unfortunately, not in the best circumstances. In their old childhood town, which they moved back to, odd things have been happening. Peoples deaths, odd thievery, and sightings that no one can explain.


~Nick~

Nick stretched out his arms, he was bored and his body was stiff. He had been sitting over the table marking books for hours. He exhaled heavily and stood up, leaving a neat power of books on the edge of his table. Making his way to the door, he stopped as soon as he had reached it. What was he meant to do now? He had recently gotten word that his childhood friend had come back to town, so that was something.
He ran his hands through his messy hair, it was completely tangled, he hadn't put much effort into his appearance recently but that was because it was the school holidays and he had no reason to. There were no teenagers to make fun of him, no fellow teachers to become friends with. At this very moment, he stood outside of Maggie's home, his hand clenched into a fist, hovering just in front of the door. This was stupid, he had known her for ages, so he knocked, pressing his lips together as he waited for a response.

"Is that the box of dishes? Or are they the pans?" The woman said peering at the box that her husband was carrying. The box seemed rather plan save for the slight rattle it had as he carried it and and word kitchen written on the top.
"Didn't you mark it?" The man asked with a questioning look, holding the box away from himself a bit to give it a look over.
"I thought I had, though I don't see anything else one it. I really should get more organized. Oh well it will all have to be unpacked anyway. Just put it with the others and I'll go get another." Maggie ran a frazzled hand through he dirty blonde hair. As she went to retrieve another box from the moving truck though she spotted the man at the door. "Um...can I help you?" She asked approaching him slowly. His face was familiar...no it couldn't be! "Nick?!"

He smiled softly, "Hey, Maggie, I heard that you were back in town..." Looking down at his feet, "I just thought I'd pop by and see if it was true." Nick looked up, "So... How have you been?" He asked quietly, "You got married, didn't you?" Nick felt incredibly awkward, he was never very good at small talk and he hadn't seen Maggie in ages.

"Maggie! There's someone at the doo-oh you're already out here." Rhys answered stepping out of the house. "You must be Nick, Maggie said you might stop by." The man said nervously, clearly uncomfortable.
"Perfect timing! Nick this is Rhys, my husband!" The woman said pushing her spouse forward a bit. Awkwardly the man put his hand out in a greeting.

Nick gnawed on his lip slightly, he didn't exactly know why everyone, including himself, was so awkward but nevertheless, he shook Rhys' hand and smiled, the best he could do in his current state. "I'm Nick... As you already know..." He rubbed his arm and avoided eye contact.

"So Nick, how has life been treating you so far? Sorry for not inviting you in, I would but there isn't a single piece of furniture to be found that isn't covered in boxes." The woman said with a slight giggle. Lovingly she put an arm about her husband's neck hugging him close. This boosted his confidence some though he still didn't wish to speak just yet.

He smiled slightly, kind of uncomfortable with the loving display in front of him. "Yeah... It's been okay, I became a teacher, the kids are kind of annoying but... I mean... I guess I can handle them." His eyes drifted between the two, he had never been comfortable seeing any displays of attraction... But he was good at hiding it, normally.

"So you took to teaching huh? I honestly never thought you would ever go into that field, not after the time you had at that old school. Not to go picking at old wounds though. Say! Why don't we all take a walk around the town later this afternoon? I've been dying to see how everything turned out after all these years. Me and Rhys can even buy you dinner!"

"Yeah, I took teaching, I don't really know why, I might have thought it would be a lot more bossing around evil teens." He shrugged, speaking in a quiet voice. "Spending some time together would be nice, give us some time to catch up... I can even..." He paused for a moment, breathing in, "Get to know Rhys a little?"

"Of course! In fact I think you two will be the best of friends! So is six alright with you? Maybe then we will have time to find the shower and our nicer clothes." Maggie smiled at him releasing Rhys. "We still have a heck of a truck to unpack."