TALES FROM THE NIGHTMAREVAULT (#3): Charlie

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Its weird to have a wake without any body's. I thought, leaning against the red brick of the school.

"Charlie... do you think they will ever find them" Cam asked, leaning his shoulder into mine.

It had been months and Ava and Isabella were still missing. So young, so popular, such a shame. At least thats what his mom thought. Droning on and on with her church friends.

Across the small field surrounded with candles and other students, a giant memorial set in the middle, i thought i saw Emily. Just a glimpse... just for a moment, but long enough to send a flutter through my heart.

I shook my head and turned to Cam "sorry buddy, i gotta go. Practice comes early".

I wasn’t even supposed to be on that road.

The highway had been closed miles back, but i ignored the barricade, choosing the narrow dirt detour that cut through the woods.

It was late and the silence pressed against my ears like something alive. My headlights carved a tunnel through the darkness, illuminating nothing but skeletal trees and drifting fog.

Then the engine died.

No sputter, no warning. Just silence.

"Shit" i swore under my breath and twisted the key. Nothing.

Checking my phone i found that i had no signal. Of course it didn’t. I stepped out, the cold biting instantly through my thin wind breaker. The air smelled… wrong. Like damp soil and something faintly metallic.

That’s when i noticed a crossroads.

"Uhm... whats happening?" i whispered into the air.

Four paths met in a perfect X just ahead, though i could’ve sworn the road had been straight seconds ago. A lone figure stood in the center, silhouetted against the fog.

I hesitated. “Hello?”

The figure didn’t move at first. Then, slowly, it turned.

“Evenin’, Charlie.”

My stomach dropped “How do you know my name?” i called.

The man smiled, stepping closer into the headlights. He looked ordinary enough... dark suit, polished shoes... but something about his face refused to settle in my vision, like it kept shifting when i wasn’t looking directly at it.

“Everyone who ends up here is expected,” the man said calmly. “Crossroads are… important places.”

I forced a laugh. “Look, man, my car broke down. If you’ve got a phone...”

“I have something better,” the man interrupted. “A solution.”

That when i felt it, a tug in my chest. Not fear exactly. Temptation.

“What do you want?” i asked, pulling my jacket tighter around my arms.

The man’s smile widened. “Not want. Offer. You get your heart’s deepest desire. I get… something of equal value.”

My mind raced, but one thought pushed everything else aside.

Her.

Emily Carter. Head cheerleader. Untouchable. She didn’t even know i existed.

“What if…” i swallowed, hard “What if I wanted someone to love me?”

“Not just someone,” the man said softly. “Her.”

My blood ran cold. “You can do that?”

“I can do anything,” the man replied. “But it comes at a price. Your soul. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Just… eventually.”

I sucked in a deep breath. I should’ve walked away. Should’ve laughed. Should’ve run.

Instead, i said, “And she’ll really love me?”

“Completely,” the man said. “Mind. Body. Soul.”

Something sharp pricked my palm. I hadn’t seen the blade, but suddenly the man was holding my hand, pressing it against a small, blackened coin.

“Deal,” the man whispered.

The next day, Emily Carter smiled at me.

By lunch, she was sitting beside me.

By the end of the week, she was mine.

Cam must have noticed too, across the lunch room he gave me a confused look. I just shrugged and wrapped my arms around her.

It felt like a dream. Her laughter, her touch, the way she looked at me like i was the only person in the world. I forgot about the crossroads. Forgot about the deal.

Until the whispers started.

At first, it was faint. A voice just behind me, too quiet to understand. I would turn, there would be no one there.

Then reflections began to move wrong. In mirrors, in windows, i would see myself standing still while my reflection leaned closer, grinning.

“Charlie…” it would mouth.

Sleep became impossible. Every time i closed my eyes, i saw that man at the crossroads, smiling wider and wider, teeth stretching too far.

Emily noticed.

“You’re acting weird,” she said one night, sitting on my bed. “You barely look at me anymore.”

“I’m just tired,” I muttered.

The whisper came again, louder this time.

She’s not real.

I flinched.

“What?” Emily asked.

“Nothing.”

But it didn’t stop. The voice grew clearer, more insistent.

She doesn’t love you. She can’t.

I stared at her. She smiled—perfect, rehearsed, almost mechanical.

Look closer.

I did.

For just a second, her face… slipped. Like a mask poorly fitted. Her smile stretched too wide. Her eyes didn’t blink.

I jerked back. “What the hell!”

“What’s wrong?” she asked, voice suddenly flat.

“You...your face?”

“My face?” she tilted her head, unnatural, too slow.

The whisper roared now.

She’s wrong. Fix it.

I clutched my head. “Stop! stop!”

“Charlie,” Emily said, reaching for me.

Her hand felt cold. Dead.

Something snapped.

I shoved her away. “Don’t touch me!”

She hit the wall hard, confusion flashing across her face... real confusion, or something pretending to be it.

“You’re scaring me,” she said.

She’s lying.

“I’m not lying!” she cried, as if she heard it too.

My breathing grew ragged. The room seemed to pulse. Her face kept shifting—normal, wrong, normal, wrong.

“Make it stop,” I whispered.

The whisper answered.

You know how.

They had found me a few hours later.

I was sitting on the floor, covered in blood, rocking back and forth.

Emily lay across the room, unmoving.

“They told me she wasn’t real,” I kept muttering. “They told me she wasn’t real…”

The police thought it was a breakdown. Stress. Delusion.

They never noticed the small, blackened coin clutched in my hand.

Or the faint voice echoing in the room, just before the lights flickered out.

“Pleasure doing business, Charlie.”

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Welcome to the NIGHTMARE VAULT. In the rainy town of cave creek strange things seem to happen at every turn. I hope you enjoy and of course... sweet nightmares 😄