Strange Happenings: Rise of the Kaiju

[Tyler Night]

A kid stands in a dark class room with a remote in his hand. "What if we are wrong? What if Kaiju's really exist? What if we were a part of something far bigger than ourselves?" Some kids in the class chuckle but the teacher continues listening. "I mean, we have so many things on this planet that we are yet to discover and I know what you guys are thinking, it would be hard to miss giant monsters the size of Godzilla. Not necessarily though, after all we have Islands we have never discovered, underground and underwater caves that have never been explored and animals that have never been seen. Who is to say that some of these caves and islands aren't sporting some monsters residing in them?" The kid pushes a button and starts a slide show.

Later on that same day.

"Man, why can't I figure this out?" The Kid says alone in his room.

Say hello to Jamie Varr, he is a high school student in his senior year. He doesn't realize it yet but his speech today is going to become a real life story.

"Jamie, suppers ready." Jamie stands up hearing his mom call out. He walks out of his bedroom and down the hall, hitting the kitchen he grabs a piece of pizza and a can of code red heading back into his room to continue working on his report. He hears a knock at his door going to the outside. He opens the door and his friend Adam walks in as well as his cousin Josh. "Come on Jamie you gotta come check this!" Josh rushes in saying. "Check what out? You just came in here." Jamie walks into the room to let them in. "No time to explain, it...it just cannot be explained, you just have to come and see it." Jamie nods and opens his bedroom door. "Hey mom, I am going out with Adam and Josh." His mom calls out "Alright, have fun."

Now it begins...

Stepping out of the car at the edge of town a half mile from a mountain chain a light show can be seen, not the aurora borealis, but an eruption of sparks from the bottom of the mountain. Dozens of cars and thousands of people are gathered to watch the spectacle. Jamie stares in amazement. "Whoa." Jamie walks towards the mountain and off into the grass. He takes a few more steps away from the road but is suddenly knocked off balance then plummets into the ground as a sinkhole opens up dropping him deep into the ground.

[Alice]

"No, really, stay out of there. They've got someone else; don't be the reason they get kicked out. They'll just find out where you live, too. They say that's what happened to another girl that used to go here..." Some stranger was standing outside the door to the girls' bathroom, and Lauren REALLY needed to go, but she could hear the sounds of fighting in the bathroom. "...no one ever heard from her again." Lauren didn't believe in most of the local folktales and urban legends, and this one was no different. 'They' were probably just the bullies spreading rumors, and the girl probably just moved, or transferred to another school. However, bullies were bullies, and she was an easy target, being new to the school, and having only lived in the area for a couple years. "No, really, don't go in there, Lauren." The stranger used her name! Not even her friends used her name, most of them having forgotten it almost immediately. And this person wasn't in any of her classes, nor did she recall seeing them before...and for some reason, she couldn't even tell if it was a boy or a girl, even though they'd spoken to her directly. "You've been warned."

The stranger walked away, but turned around as if they'd never been facing the other way to begin with after a few steps. "Or are you just going to make them ignore you?" The stranger laughed and was suddenly right next to her with both hands folded on her shoulder, as well as their chin. "I'm different, like you. In my circle, the ones who really know me call me Cheshire. You can call me that, too. Tonight." And just as suddenly as Cheshire appeared, it was gone again. Lauren was at first still confused, then remembered why she was here. She could wait it out in one of the stalls, hopefully, if she slipped by them. If she could hold it long enough.

She succeeded in getting past them, as the girl they were torturing was against the wall, giving Lauren plenty of room to simply walk by. She hid in one of the stalls and started recording what was going on from under the door, trying her best to convert her bladder into steel, and not succeeding. They weren't there much longer, and the other girl hid in the stall next to hers. After finishing her initial goal of emptying her bladder (which was apparently also unnoticeable), she did her best to calm the other girl and clean her up. Afterward, they both went to the office to report what happened, with Lauren showing the evidence while the nurse was checking the other girl out.

Later that day, once the sun set: A knock. But where was it? Lauren thought it sounded like the door, but that's not where it came from. Another. This time it was definitely coming from her wall. And before she could react, another, right behind her. But this time...was it a voice? It sounded almost like someone was-- And there was Cheshire, hands and chin on her shoulder like before. "So you didn't listen. You know it'll come out, right? Everyone will know you recorded it, even little Pris. That was her name, you know. Or didn't you? You didn't help her. She'll know you were there, just watching while their feet broke bones and made her bleed inside. But they won't know that, not for another," Cheshire looked at the clock, "twelve minutes. She'll die tomorrow because you didn't stop them. And she'll know it was your fault, then." Cheshire was then in the middle of the room, looking around. "But that's not why I'm here. Have you seen the sky? I saw you on the mountain, watching the sparks. You saw someone fall." Cheshire laughed. "But you haven't seen that yet. Spoilers." Cheshire laughed again, then was gone.

And as Cheshire predicted, she saw someone fall. Into a sinkhole that opened right underneath him. And suddenly, she didn't think the news that Pris was going to die because of her didn't seem so important, as disgusting as she felt for that thought.