Falling Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 1 (15 page)

We found a spot at the front of the school under a large tree. The sun was out and I could feel the
warmth on my face, it was a nice change compared to the dull drizzly weather that normally
engulfed Heaven's Point. I took my hoodie off and wedged it between my back and the tree as I
leaned back.
Caitlin pulled out her pre-made sandwich and started tucking into it. I picked at the chicken wrap I
had just bought from the cafeteria but I'd suddenly lost my appetite.
Everything Micah had said this morning was starting to make sense, he didn't want me to go down
that corridor because he somehow knew something bad was going to happen with the light. He was
trying to protect me from it.
But how did he even know something like that was going to happen in the first place? Caitlin
started pulling books from her bag, her sandwich was hanging out her mouth.
“I've got so much to do,” she said still chewing her food.
“For what?” I asked.
“History Assignment.”
“Assignments already,”
“Yes and Mr. Stewart expects a lot from us. So I'm getting a head start on this assignment.”
“What's it about?” I asked picking up a lose piece of paper with Caitlin's scribbled notes.
“Heaven's Point.” she said.
“Heaven's Point as in the town?” I asked.
“Yes. I could think of a million other things I'd prefer to be researching. We have to research the
towns history and find out as much as we can about the town and it's history including it's name and
all that silly nonsense surrounding it.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know about how the town got came by its name?” she said unscrewing her water bottle. I
shook my head, I'd never heard anything said about the towns name before.
“Surely you've heard about it or your brother has mentioned it?”
“No, not that I can remember,”
“Okay, well supposedly the town got it's name 'Heaven's Point' because it's the place where all the
fallen angels fell to from heaven, they all I dunno, landed up here. It's been the towns history since
forever dating back decades. I know it's completely ridiculous, but you ask anyone's grandparents
and they will tell you the same thing because most of them believe the stories are true. All the older
generations believe it, but not ours so much,” she shrugged her shoulders. “It's crazy right?”
“I don't know. I've never heard anything like it before. What do you think about it, do you believe
it?”
“Well my grandma Dorrie believes every word about it, but my parents think she just talks crazy
rubbish half the time. I mean just think about it, if it was true, where are these fallen angels and
Nephilim, are they just walking around with us. I mean do they even look like us, like humans?”
“What's a Nephilim?”
“It's the name given to any offspring from a fallen angel. All fallen are male and if they mate with a
human woman you get a Nephilim. Half angel, half human. But it still sounds a bit far fetched for
my liking. But if you ever meet my Grandma Dorrie just agree and nod your head it's easier than
trying to reason that it's all a load of rubbish.”
“Neph-il-im.” I said to myself.
The word felt strange saying it out loud, but also a little familiar.
“I need as much info I can find on the town and fallen angels but the school library is somewhat
lacking. I'm going after school to see if the public library has anything I can use. You can come if
you want, I mean you don't have to but I thought we could stop off at that small 'Mocha Choca Café'
afterwards, they do great hot chocolates. I can give you a ride home later,”
“Sounds great, I have nothing else to do anyway. I just need to message Micah.”
I finished my lunch and sat there lost in my own random thoughts watching the clouds over head
drift by. I was soon distracted when a ball rolled up near my feet. We both looked up to see a group
of boys near the parking lot looking back at us.
“Kick it back,” one of them yelled over to us. Caitlin ignored them and started putting her notes
away in her bag.
“I don't do balls. The last time I kicked a ball I landed up on my butt in the mud.” she said retrieving
the last of her stuff.
“Well,” I said picking up the ball up. “I'm not kicking it, I have such bad co-ordination I would
probably hit a car,”
I stepped away from the tree, raised the ball above my head aiming for the boy nearest who was
waiting. I let go with minimal force expecting it to land no where near him, instead it sped through
the air hitting him hard in the stomach and he fell backwards.
“Wow how hard did you throw that?” Caitlin asked, handing me my bag.
“I dunno, I wasn't expecting that to happen.”
“Neither was he by the looks of it.” Caitlin said, as we both watched the boy struggling to get up
clutching his stomach.
“Don't let coach see you doing that or she'll have you signing up for the dodge ball team, that is one
strong arm you've got there.”
The bell sounded behind us.
“Come on, just a few more hours and we can leave again.” she sighed as we walked back into
school.

Caitlin parked opposite a place called 'Jerry's Tackle' that looked to sell both fishing and camping
equipment. We crossed the street and I saw the raven from the corner of my eye. It flew overheard, I
looked over at Caitlin but she hadn't noticed it. The public library was tucked around the side of the
old building.
“I would have never found this place on my own.” I said to Caitlin as she opened the door.
A small bell chimed as we went in. We walked past the main desk where a scruffy looking boy was
face down on the desk, it looked as though he was sleeping.
“It used to be the whole building but they sold that side, as you can see Jerry's Tackle is out front
and the library got squeezed back here, I suppose due to money cuts and stuff.”
“Wow they certainly have managed to squeeze a lot in back here.”
The floor space wasn't that big for the amount of bookshelves that were crammed in. The shelves
went nearly as high as the ceiling and the only light came from a few windows along one side and a
few overhead fluorescent lights one of which was faulty and kept flickering.
We soon got lost in the books and forgot about the time, some of the books were extremely old and
we kept getting distracted from what we were meant to be looking for.
As we made our way along the shelves towards the back of the room the light started to fade the
further away from the windows we moved.
“How is anyone meant to see anything back here,” I said to Caitlin who was on the other side of the
bookshelf.
I heard the bell at the front door chime, I looked down the aisle I was standing in but didn't see
anyone walk past.
“Caitlin,” I called, wondering why she hadn't answered me. I walked around the corner but the row
next to me was empty.
A pair of loud footsteps from behind me made me spin around, but there was no one there.
“Caitlin, where are you?”
I walked towards the front of the library where the main desk was, the guy behind it was making a
bunch of strange sounds in his sleep. I walked past the top of each row looking down trying to find
Caitlin, I past four rows when I spotted movement at the bottom, the figure moved to the next row
so I moved over to the next row looking down the aisle but there was no one down there. I stepped
back away from the bookshelves and bumped into someone.
“Hey, did you find anything?” Caitlin asked.
“No nothing, did you see anyone down there?”
“No, I think it's just us in here and well him.” she said looking at the desk.
“Huh....I thought I heard the the bell.” I said quietly looking back down the aisle.
“Do you think I should even bother asking him?” Caitlin asked looking over at the guy behind the
desk that wasn't even aware of our presence.
“Well there's no harm in asking, but I'm not waking him up.”
We walked over to the desk and looked down at him, his hair was all stuck up, it looked sticky and
unwashed. He was still face down on the desk, it didn't look at all comfortable.
“Hello.....hello.....excuse me.” Caitlin called over the desk.
He didn't move so Caitlin started pressing the small bell on the side.
“Err, make the noise stop.” the guy mumbled not moving.
Caitlin continued pressing the bell until he looked up at us. He had a piece of flat cheese stuck to his
face, from the flattened sandwich he had been sleeping on. He still looked half asleep as he peeled
the cheese off his face and popped it into his mouth.
“How can I help you lovely ladies, I'm James by the way,”
“Well James maybe you can help me with something. I'm doing an assignment for my history class
about Heaven's Point and I need some books on the town and anything you have on fallen angels.”
“Yeah and,” he said.
“And I can't find anything about Heaven's Point or fallen angels, I looked in all the right sections
there's nothing,”
“Hmm,” he said leaning back on his swivel chair spinning himself around like a child would do.
“Well could you have a look for me on your computer system or something,”
He carried on spinning around on his chair. Caitlin looked at me and shook her head frustrated with
him.
“James, could you please have a look for us, it's really important.” I said, trying to be as polite as
possible with him.
“I don't need to look. There isn't anything to look at.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“All books we have on angels, fallen angels or anything relating to angels are all out. And as for the
town all books on Heavens Point are all gone too.”
“What do you mean all gone? Are they all checked out at the moment?” Caitlin asked.
“That and they've just disappeared.” he replied.
“Well when will these books be returned?” Caitlin asked.
“I don't think you get what I'm saying all books are gone as in not coming back.”
“You're not making any sense. All books are gone, gone where exactly?” she asked getting highly
frustrated with him.
He pulled his chair back up to the desk and moved his mouse around and pressed a few keys on his
keyboard. He then turned the screen towards us.
“Look here some book titled 'Heaven's Point Uncovered' checked out last in 2003.”
“2003 that was over ten years ago.” I said, a little confused.
“Like I said the books are gone they're not coming back.”
He clicked his mouse some more.
“And everything on angels has just happened to vanish as well I suppose,” Caitlin said looked at
him unimpressed losing her patience.
“Yep. Here some book on 'Angel Origins' was checked out two years ago never returned.”
“Checked out by who, can't you ask them for it back?” I said, wondering why the books were never
returned and why the library hadn't taken action to retrieve the books.
“Well we would if we had any real names to go on.”
Caitlin and I looked at him waiting for him to explain.
“See like this last one, which was checked out under someone with the name Mr. Bat Man and no
I'm not joking.”
Caitlin let out a frustrated sigh.
“Books disappearing are just a small part in the conspiracy to cover it up, they don't want you to
find out,” he said.
Caitlin and I both looked at him then at each other.
“What are talking about now? You're not making any sense,” Caitlin said.
“The fallen, they walk among us. They're everywhere you just have to open your eyes. They try
hard to blend in with society living among us. But there are signs they're nothing like us, you'd
know if you met one they're different to us.”
“Okay well James was it? We need to be going, thanks for your help,” Caitlin said, nudging me
towards the door. “Oh and James maybe you should lay off the bong for a bit.” she said opening the
front door for me.
He looked at us even more confused then when he had first woken up.
Outside a blustery wind blew my hair around my face I had to catch it with both hands and hold it
down.
“Great! What am I going to do now?”
“What about the internet? I mean it's worth a shot there must be something about Heaven's Point
and I'm pretty sure there will be tons of stuff on fallen angels on there,”
“Yeah I guess, It seems like I don't have much of a choice. How is it possible all books are gone it's
really strange but not as strange as that guy. I think he was as high as a kite.” Caitlin's cell started
buzzing.
“Damn, it's my mom messaging me. I forgot she needed the car, after school. She must be mad she
only uses capitols when she's mad at me.”
“You should go,”
“I can't she'll have to wait, I need to get you home first.”
“No it's fine really, I can call Micah it's not exactly late or anything. Only 4.40pm.” I said checking
my own cell.
“Really, you don't mind?”
“No go, I'll be fine,”
I looked around for somewhere to get out of the wind, I spotted the café Caitlin had mentioned
further down. “I'll see you at school tomorrow,”
I waved bye and crossed the street to the café.
Inside was warm and smelled of coffee and reminded me of my old job. I bought myself a hot
chocolate topped with cream, sprinkled with chocolate flakes and found a seat at the front window
where a tall bar ran along the length of the window. I hopped up onto one of the barstools, I had a
view of the street and would easily be able to see Micah when he arrived. I messaged Micah that
there had been a change of plans and I now needed picking up, but I got no reply.
I watched the time tick by wondering if he had even got my message, so I tried calling but it went
straight to voicemail. I knew Seth was at work and he couldn't just drop that to come and fetch me.
A whole hour went by with still no reply, the shops outside were closing and people were leaving
off work.
“Hey sweetie,” I turned to see an older lady with a broom. “we close early on Mondays at six.” she
said turning back to her sweeping. I looked at the clock on the wall it was 5.55pm. I checked my
cell again still nothing.
Outside was overcast and dull and looked chilly. I reached inside my bag for my hoodie.
“Crap,” I said out loud, it wasn't in there, then I remembered last seeing it at school when we were
sitting outside on the grass, it was one of my favourites black with silver stars. I put my bag over
my shoulder and left the Café. The lady put the closed sign on the door as soon as I had stepped
outside.
I walked around for a bit hoping I would get a call from Micah at any moment. Everywhere was
closing down for the night and I had nowhere to go. I stopped at the bus stop, but there were no
buses running this late the way I wanted to go. I sat down on the bench near by and hugged my
arms around myself.
I checked my cell again it was now 6.40 I tried ringing Micah again. Still no answer, I would just
have to sit here, fingers crossed he would call soon. There was no way I was going to walk home in
the dark on my own, at least here I was under street light. I just hoped I would be safe.
I knew the bowling alley would still be open but that was some walk from here. The light was
fading fast and I was certain I could feel a few rain drops falling and within seconds of thinking it,
the rain started to fall heavily.
I jogged across the street heading for the shelter of the shops canopy, but just before I made it to the
other side, I tripped. My left hand took the worst of it scraping along the floor as I fell forward onto
the pavement.
“Owww!” I moaned.
I sat up and looked at my hand that was now badly grazed and bleeding. I looked around no one had
seen me fall. I got up and ran under the shelter as the rain poured down. I rummaged around in my
bag for anything to clean up the blood but there wasn't anything I had to wipe my hand on my jeans,
thankfully they were black and wet so it wouldn't be noticeable. The rain fell harder and the
coldness started to bite at my face.
I heard the thud of music which sounded close by, probably some drinking bar hopefully they
would let me just use the restroom to clean my hand.
I followed the sound of the music dashing in and out under shop canopy's trying not to get too wet.
The further I walked I realised my ears were playing weird tricks on me again as there was no open
bars or restaurants anywhere near by.
It was just like last time, I thought I was hearing things until I turned a corner and saw a building lit
up with a few people moving around outside. There were two guys at the door, they looked like they
were paid to be there, so they must have been bouncers. One was talking to a teenager maybe a little
older than me he was leaning against the wall smoking under the shelter. Walking down the
sidewalk was another teenage boy accompanied by two other girls hurrying to the door under
umbrellas.
I moved closer.
“You know the rules. No I.D then you're not coming in,”
“Oh come on I've seen kids younger looking than me going in, you didn't I.D them. And him what
about him?” The boy said pointing at the other boy that was stubbing his cigarette out on the wall.
“Look kid I don't like repeating myself,” The tall bouncer said taking a step forward so he was in
front of the teenager. One of the girls pulled the boy away and the three of them backed off and
scurried away.
“And If I see you back here again I'll rearrange your face for you, looks like it could do with a make
over.” The bouncer shouted after him laughing. I watched the two bouncers and thought best not to
bother them they weren't going to let me in bleeding or not.
I turned and left walking back in the direction of the bowling alley when someone grabbed me by
the shoulder. I turned around to see the same boy that I'd seen smoking next to the bouncers. He was
skinny looking and had short wavy brown hair. He was wearing a dark green military style jacket,
jeans and boots. He smiled at me which made him look harmless.
“Hey, you okay?” he asked.
“Kind of,” I hugged my hand to my chest.
“What do you mean kind of? What's wrong with your hand?” he asked, grabbing it and uncurling
my fingers.
“You're bleeding,” he let go quickly like it was contagious.“you should sort that out.”
“I fell in the street, I was going to ask if I could just use the restroom to clean it up, but I'm not
twenty one, so they're probably not going to let me in.” The boy looked over his shoulders at the
bouncers then back at me.
“Come on,” he said, gently pulling me along by my elbow.
The boy stopped in front of the bouncers, I took a step back and he reached for my arm pulling me
back next to him. The bouncer looked between me and the boy confused.
“Come on Em, she doesn't even look sixteen, I can't let her in not unless she has I.D and I mean a
real one not some fake photocopied piece of plastic.”
“She doesn't need I.D, look again.” he said, nodding his head towards me. The bouncer stepped
forwards and towered over me I had the urge to step back but I felt the boys hand on my back
preventing me from moving.
“No he's right she doesn't need it,” he said to the the other bouncer.
He moved aside and nodded his head at the other bouncer, who then opened the door for us.
“Such a pretty little thing, you might wanna keep an eye on her we have a full house tonight.” the
bouncer said looking me over.
“Sure thing.” the boy said pulling me in front of him and steering me through the door.
We walked through to a foyer with bare brick walls and a royal blue carpet, further along there was
a set off stairs that led down and nearer to us a corridor led off to the right.
My wet hair stuck to my face and rain dripped off the ends and my body had started to shake from
the coldness. The boy turned and looked at me frowning.