The Disposable Lives of Molly Moon

Molly sprung awake screaming like she was having a nightmare. She was in an office and when she stood up to look around at where she was, one of her co-workers burst in, with other looking on in the background wondering what was going on with her."Miss Anderson are you alright?" she asked as Molly just stood there breathing heavily, trying to catch her breath. "Miss Anderson?""Where am I?" Molly asked."You're at work.""Where?""At Millings Properties," she answered."Who am I?""What?""What's my name who am I?" Molly asked."You're Miss Anderson.""Molly?""Yes Molly Anderson," she said."Oh my gosh." She held her head like she was about to pass out. "Oh my gosh . . . I died again.""What?""I died again . . . The thing that got me before . . . It got me again," Molly said."I'm sorry Miss Anderson but I have no idea what you're talking about.""I have to go. Can I bo

Molly walked into the apartment building, still with the blank look on her face, taken aback by what that woman who came out of nowhere told her. Her life being in grave danger and that the thing that was after her would always catch her, why would she say such things to her? How would she even? The words she said were hugely related to what she was going through but how would she know that? Because her life was in grave danger and something was after her, it was the strange thing she had been going through for the past few days but how could she possibly know about it? Unprovocked the woman just walked up to her and said those things to her and she was genuinely shaken over the words that were coming out of her mouth, why? What did she know about what Molly was going through that she didn't."Good morning Miss Anderson," the man behind the desk greeted. His name was Billy and he was around his mid-thirties."Huh?" Molly said and turned to him; coming back down from th

At the same time, Det. Brighton was at his apartment sitting down on the couch with a bottle of beer in his hand, his head low and with his leg shaking, with the TV on and tuned in on the news but with his mind still caught up on what happened earlier in the day with Molly. He had promised to take care of her and now she was gone.Just then a knock came to the door and he sat up, sharply turning his head towards it."Molly?" he whispered to himself as his face lit up and then put his beer on the table to go and answer the door.He swung it open quick eager to see Molly but seeing who was there the light in his face immediately dimmed down, not all the way but a good bit. It wasn't Molly. It was someone else and whoever it was made Det. Brighton's heart skip a little bit."Sharon?" he said."Hello Eric," she said and they just stood there looking at each other for a moment. She was a forty year old brunette with a boyish cut."What are you do

Night time came and in her room Molly sat with Det. Brighton; she was sitting with her legs crossed on the bed and he was sitting on a chair in front of her. She was looking down at her phone vibrating from a call coming in and just pressed the side button ignoring it."Who's that who keeps on calling you?" Det. Brighton asked, with his coat off but with his shoulder gun holster still on."It's Molly Filbert's boyfriend . . . Adam," Molly responded."Shouldn't you answer it?""And say what?""I don't know and tell him you can't talk because something's come up," he said."I've already sent him texts telling him that I'm at home and just need a little space. It's better for him if he doesn't get involved.""He's your boyfriend he's already involved.""He's Molly Filbert's boyfriend not mine," she said."What's the difference?""I'm not Molly Filbert.""He doesn't know that. To him he's in his feels because h

Light cut through the darkness and Molly woke up; falling off the side of the bed she was lying down on and vomiting about four litres of water."Whoa," the man on the lower bunker bed next to her said moving his legs away. "Jackman are you alright?" he then asked and she breathed in heavily and coughed trying to catch her breath as the rest stopped going about their business to look at her wondering what was wrong."What's going on over there?" another man standing by his bed asked."She just got choked in her sleep she's fine," he answered and turned back to Molly who had finally caught her breath but was shaking; down on all fours like a little puppy. "Hey you alright?" He touched her shoulder and she screamed moving away from him. "Whoa whoa it's alright it's me. It's just Hobbs I'm not going to hurt you."Her heart was racing, beating so loud she could feel it. The same thing that had been happening to her happened again. The Chasen had killed her an