An Old Friend

I'm on my way to my friend's house. I haven't seen her since I moved freshman year of highschool about 10 years ago. I'm really excited and kind of nervous.
I don't know why I'm nervous, she knows all my secrets and fantasies and I know hers. Even her DAINE fantasy. We called it that after I tried saying dark and main at the same time. Her DAINE fantasy is that she wants to rip someone open, play with their insides, and taste/feel their blood. AND it can NOT be a stranger it HAS to be a loved one. Lover, friend, family member, etc. After she told me I was a little uncomfortable around her for awhile, but since she's so awesome as a friend, I got over it. With each mile I feel more and more excited and nervous. I seriously don't know why!
"Okay, Milligan next should be Ceadar Grove, then I'll be there," I say to myself, "I hope I'm going the right way." My friend wasn't the best at directions. In fact she was the shittiest at directions. "Aha! Here it is! Ceadar Grove!" I slowly but finally make my way up the giant hill and around that fucking sharp curve in her drive way. I see her standing in her yard. I know it's her 'cause she's the only person I know that wears a hoodie and pants in the middle of summer. She's so weird. I jump out of the car excitedly and yell, "HEY!! Lily! I made it here with your shitty directions!" She doesn't answer. She continues to stare over the field and in the opposite direction of me. "I was just joking, your directions weren't that bad." She slowly turns around and with a smile walks over to me.
Her smile was different, it wasn't like on of her 'Whatever goes' or 'Haha I just said something weird didn't I' smiles. This was (the closest I could compare it to would be) a Norman Bates smile. "Hello friend," she greets. Her eyes were different too, they had no pupils they were just light brown. "Uh hey." I start, "What were you looking at?" I ask looking over her, past the field, trying to find something interesting for her to be staring at it. (Knowing her it could be anything) "Oh that's not important," She says then turns on one foot and walks off. Her arms not moving they stay right by her side. She walks around behind her dad's old van. As she walks I realize she has no shadow. She's not casting one.
I chase after her but I don't see her. I circle around the van some but I don't see her. I figure if she was hiding I'd hear her giggling in the bushes. But nothing. I decide to head back home. I get to my car and Lily comes running out of her house "Jessie!! You're not leaving without a hello are you?" "But...you...I...just.... Waaahh???" She hugs me, "It's good you see you again." She says with a friendly smile, and her pupils are back, as well as her shadow. "Jessica are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine. Hey, Lily, were you out here a few minutes ago?" "No, but my shadow was." "...what? Your ...shadow?" "Yeah, she likes to practice to take my form and see how long she can stay in pure sunlight without disappearing. Oh yeah hey, you remember my uhhh DAINE fantasy right? Well" She continues without giving me time to answer, "My shadow has picked up on this as well." She says still smiling. She pulls out a knife from behind her back and walks away, but her shadow stays. and she's holding the knife's shadow. It comes at me and next thing I know is I'm surrounded in darkness.
I hear screams of terrifying horror. and a horrible laugh, it's inhuman. it sounds like a demon with Lily laughing along with it. every now-and-then I'd see glimpses of our old friends being killed along with her family. I feel a sharp pain go down my stomach. I look down and there is Lily's shadow stabbing and gashing my stomach with the knife. I black out.
I wake up my stomach is unharmed and I don't know where I am. I try to stand but I fall back down. I slowly make my way through the field. The entire time I feel like I'm being watched. I feel a sharp pain in my back and it slides down. I look over my shoulder and it's Lily. Not her shadow. "Just cuz my shadow got to have fun with you, doesn't mean I don't get to." Those are the last words I remember before more darkness.
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