Story time!

I live in a rural small town on the east coast of the USA. My house is about 10 miles outside of town and about 3 miles though the woods to the coast.

Recently I heard from a local about a property on the coast... It had apparently been a residence but the previous owners had disappeared without a trace as had a sheriff sent to look for them.

Later extensive searches of the property turned up nothing of interest and as this was years ago it was eventually forgotten.

More recently (about 10 months ago) a property appraiser visited the property to prepare it for auction (the previous residents, an older couple, left no will and no relatives could be located so it was eventually seized for backed property taxes and slated to be sold)... Anyway no one really knows what happened but the property appraiser never returned... When her boss went to search for her she was found badly burned and barely alive a few hundred yards from the property. She was of course taken to the hospital and eventually recovered. An investigation was conducted and the cause of her injuries was found to be a lightning strike... Damage to trees consistent with multiple lighting strikes was found a few hundred feet from the residence and it was determined to be an unfortunate accident.

By this time people were beginning to say the property was dangerous... No one here is really more superstitious than anywhere but in the past few years there had been a lot of disappearances/deaths at this property and on the day of the lighting strikes it was only partly cloudy and no one reported any storms.

"bad luck" said a few people.

"Haunted" said some.

Most had a semi logical explanation involving a combination of bad luck and some as yet unknown dangerous condition on the property (hidden cave entrance, old well, slippery dock at the ocean edge, etc).

I being as unsuperstitious as they come and an atheist harbored no illusions of supernatural causes and in fact had no opinion other than the place sounded way cool and I should go there. Continued....

Part 2:

Being an avid dirt biker and always searching for new places to explore I could hardly wait for the weekend so I could check out this awesome sounding abandoned place... I got the best directions I could from the local (a customer at the gas station who I happened to be chatting to one day while getting some gas in my street bike) and that Saturday I set out.

The road there was connected to the network of trails/old logging roads I normally ride but even so I had a little trouble finding my way... The place was very rural but surprisingly the driveway (when I finally found it) was paved and still in reasonably good shape. The property was, as I had been told, a large plot of about 600 acres and the driveway was long and winding... The utility wires had been knocked down here and there and there were a few downed trees blocking the way but other than that nothing looked amiss. In fact the place looked like, with a little work, it would be really nice.

At last I arrived at the house... It was a modern cabin that was small but very nice... A combination of rough hewn logs and gleaming plate glass. It was actually gorgeous... It was sitting right on the "beach" (not really a beach... It was in a sheltered bay and tree roots encroached right to the edge of the water rather like a pond)... It also featured a nice flat deck extending some distance into the water. Seeing it sent a slight shiver of excitement up my spine for some reason though and maybe just a tinge of unease. I wondered why and then it hit me: the cabin was clean and maintained... The yard was pretty much non existent (trees making it to shady for grass) and the driveway as I mentioned had obviously not seen use for a log time but the cabin was sparkling... It looked like it had just been constructed.

I told myself it was just the result of good construction... After all what else COULD it be? Still I am sucker for anything potentially exciting/dangerous and anyway I had my lunch packed in my backpack with my spare tools and water... Perfect spot to stop and eat. I pulled up to a tree, leaned the bike against it, shut the motor off and got off. It was hot out that day so I immediately began removing my gear... As I was doing this I noticed a distinct flash of motion in one of the large windows... I froze and almost got back on my bike but stopped myself... Technically I was trespassing but the property was abandoned so anyone else here had no more right to be here than me... Besides it was probably just an animal... Maybe a front window was broken. I grabbed my backpack and headed for the cabin... Continued.

Part 3:

I walked slowly up to the cabin... I peered in the back window and saw the interior... It was an open floor plan with the exception of the bedroom and bathroom (both doors closed)... The interior was also spotless and had a unmistakably lived in look... What the actual fuck?? I made my way (cautiously now) to the deck that also served as a front porch... I am unsurprised by this point to find it also clean and maintained. I suppose maybe an unusually thoughtful squatter is living here and since they've done such a nice job maintaining the place I don't want to be too rude (by now I am wondering how much this place will go for at auction... Perhaps its bad rep will have suppressed the price enough to make 600 acres of oceanfront property affordable on my mid tier electrical engineer salary?? I can dream right?)... So I steal myself and knock on the door.

No answer.

Again I knock.

Still no answer... Now I am really curious so I take a furtive look around and try to door only to fi d that its locked... Not quite prepared to break in a decide to sit down and eat before trying anything else... Continued.

Part 4:

I open my backpack and remove a tasty roast beef sandwich (inb4 gf made it, etc... Got it from the gas station), a Mexican coke with real sugar (glass bottle), a bag of mike sells potato chips and an individual sized bad of skittles... I sit halfway out over the water on the deck turned sideways so as to be able to see both the house and ocean few... Part of me wants to keep an eye on the slightly creepy house but I am not really to worried... I ride alone almost all the time and objectively speaking (disregarding its history) this is one of the LEAST unsettling places of stopped for lunch. I make short work of my sandwich and coke and am starting on my chips and skittles (In b4 trayvon martin... I LIKE skittles!) when see a face in the door window... Not the face of a scary looking meth head or even a meticulous squatter but the face of a rather pretty innocent looking young woman. She has very pale blonde hair and fine features and looks like nothing some much as a slightly older version of "rose" of /b/ fame... Continued.

Part 5:

I stare at her for an instant quite shocked as this was the very LAST thing I expected to see out here but then I realize I am staring at nothing... The face has simply vanished. I shake my head and hurry over to the door... Looking inside there is only the same ope. Floor plan I saw before... Not a trace of anyone. Aloud I say "she is starting to damage my calm" (you guys SHOULD get the reference if you're not all faggots) and chuckle to myself... I decide mystery girl must have made an insanely quick dash to one of the two closed doors and shut herself in there... I make up my mind to finish my food while keeping my eyes glued to the house... If she doesn't reappear by the time in done i will... Well... Figure out what to do from there. I eat in peace for a few moment when all of the sudden on the back of my neck i feel a swish of air and the unmistakable warmth of someone standing just inches from me... The hairs on my neck (insert neckbeard joke here) stand straight up and i freeze... I slowly withdraw my hand from the skittles bag dropping a few on the deck... As I do a delicate hand darts out from behind me and grabs them... I whirl around to see mystery girl not 6 inches from me gulp down a couple of my skittles... How the FUCK did she get out of the house without so much as a wisper?? Moreover how did she get BEHIND me on a narrow deck over the water? My mind is reeling... Mystery girl stares at me wide eyed for a long moment and i just stare back... She is dressed in a green l, slightly v neck shirt, khaki shorts with lots of pockets and her hair is very pale blonde and hangs to the middle of her back. She is about 5', 4", wears no shoes and has vivid green eyes that seem huge... After a moment she opens her mouth and says in a soft, slightly apologetic voice "its hard for me to get food sometimes". She then sits down with her legs folded under her on the deck and just watches me with her head tilted slightly sideways... Unblinking. She just stares with an innocent almost childlike curiosity... Continued.

Part 6:

I stare back for a long moment and finally manage to stammer... "uh... Um... Who are you?!" she seems confused by this question and begins to reply "I... Um.." a couple times before settling on "I live here... mostly"... She gives a slight smile clearly pleased with her explanation. I finally manage to get ahold of myself slightly and offer her the remaining skittles... She snatches them eagerly and rips the opening in the bag larger with her teeth before sniffing them and gulping them down. Still kind of at a loss I ask her "where do you come from?" she tilts her head to the side again in a thoughtful way but says nothing... Just when I think she will not reply she places one hand on the surface of the deck and says "my nest is .878 lengths of this in that direction" with her other hand she points to the house... "inside the walls she adds"... I must have still looked curious because after a moment she added "my old nest is 511300.364 lengths of this that way (she points across the bay diagonally and slightly downwards) beneath the water".

"you lived beneath the water?" I ask at last grasping enough to ask a sensible question.

"yes"

"but how did you breath underwater?"

She looked confused and didn't answer... Instead she went on:

"mostly I just slept there... I went to other places to be awake. I like wind!"

As she says this last part she stands up in one fluid motion and walks to the edge of the deck... As she reaches the edge of the deck she raises her arms and a tremendous wind comes in off the ocean.... The packaging from my meal is swept away, branches wave and the bays surface which had been as placid as a still pond is whipped into tiny whitecaps... The wind presses her clothing to her body and she stands there for a few moments, arms upraised, enjoying the improbable wind on an otherwise perfectly calm day... Then she lowers her arms and the wind instantly stops. I am not sure what just happened but I am thinking it was a pretty impressive coincidence and perhaps the idea of having power over the wind may amuse her (she is almost childlike in the way she has been speaking so far and I am think she either has a mental illness or is perhaps even a feral person raised outside the contact of other people so I say "wow its almost like you caused that wind to come" she replies without a trace of any implication and as if it was the most obvious thing in the world "I did"... Continued...

Part 7:

I start to laugh but realize she is serious and did (or at least believes she did) summon up a wind out of calm air so (realizing that debating it would be the least effective course of action right now) I ask "can you make lightning come down from the sky too?" (this is also sort of a hedge... If she turns out to just have a really bizarre sense of humor I can play along like I was joking as well)... Remembering the story of the property appraiser at the last moment I get a slight moment of alarm (though I am still firmly convinced its either a joke or a case of mental illness) and point over the water... "do it over there" I say. She smiles "ok" and without even turning around to face to bay, without so much as an "abra kadabra", without even a moments pause the clear blue sky is split by brilliant streaks of lighting... If you have ever seen a lighting strike you know its impressive... Imagine that repeated 10, 20, 50, 100 times over in the space of just a few seconds... My eyes were dazzled and my ears were ringing when it stopped... The smell of ozone was heavy in the air. She smiled the most innocent beautiful smile like a child looking at an impressed parent and said "I am good at lighting".

I thought of the property appraiser and shivered... Continued.

Part 8:

She winkled her nose at the ozone smell and stretched as if nothing had happened "I'm going to my nest... Come... I'll show you" she said and while I am still reeling from the lightning I finally see how she got out of the house and behind me on the deck without me hearing: she simply vanishes... No pop, now glittery looking star trek transporter shit, no sound at all... Just there one second and gone the next. My mind is completely blank... I literally have no idea what to think. I have always trusted what I am seeing and receiving implicitly but now I am genuinely doubting my sanity. I wait for a moment unsure of what to do... I look back in the cabin but it looks the same as before... No sign of mystery girl (deity? Witch?)... I stupidly begin to pack up my backpack aiming to head home before I lose my mind completely when she appears just as she left... No sound simply winking into existence. Before I can say anything she says "you didn't follow me" looking a bit confused.

"um... I can't do that"

*blank stare*

"travel like that! Disappear like that!"

She still looks confused... "I didn't disappear... I went to the nest... Behind the wall... Its just over there" she points at the cabin"

"lets just walk there ok?"

*smiles* "ok"

We walk the 25ft or so the the cabin door (its a sliding glass door) and she simply disappears and instantly reappears on the other side without breaking stride... Sensing I've stopped following she turns to look at me... Shrugs a bit and keeps walking, upon reaching the bedroom door she does the same thing again and vanishes from sight.

I run around the back of the cabin. The bedroom has a window above the height of my head but I grab the sill and pull myself up and peer in to find a small but comfortable looking bedroom... In one corner is a futon bed sitting neatly made, there is a night stand next to it and in the other corner is one of those chairs (I think its called a papazan chair?) that looks like a parabolic antenna... Mystery girl (who I suppose should have a name by now) is curled up in it in what has to be the most uncomfortable position ever... She has curled up much like a dog only her body is positioned on the chair in such a way that most of her body (curled up) is almost vertical and her head is at the lowest point... Dispite my curiousity and amazing and generally fucked up state of mind I can't help but smile... She has noticed me and smiles back. "this is my nest" she says only her voice is clear as if she were standing next to me... As if it were being generated not inside the house but outside just a little to my left side. "I will sleep now" she adds... Not wanting to push my luck and get struck by lighting, hurled out into the ocean or simply caused to disappear for annoying this girl who has seemingly unlimited power and very little impulse control I say "ok... I will come back later" and in a moment of inspiration I add "and ill bring more food" this elicits a wide smile and then she closes her eyes and apparently falls asleep... I watch for a few moments and then pull out my phone and take a few pictures... The pictures just show a pretty girl sleeping (abeit in a very strange position) in a bedroom but I figure at least they will remind me that I'm not insane later... I return to the front get my backpack, put on my gear and get on my bike... My mind is racing. Nothing in all my life has prepared me to deal with this sort of situation... Should I tell anyone? When should I come back? What questions should I ask next? Is it even safe to come here? Is it safe to stay away (after all who knows at what distance her powers may work?)... I am not sure how long I sit... Maybe as long as a half hour. Worried about the noise awakening and disturbing my powerful, impulsive new "friend" I decide to get off and wheel my bike a bit before starting it... Once I am a distance away (not as far as id like but there is a hill and pushing is getting hard) I jump on and start it... The noise seems unbelievably loud and I am torn between racing out of there (making more noise but making a quick get away) and going slowly to make less noise.. I settle on slowly and am relieved to make it back to the main trail alive.

My mind wanders on the way home and I crash twice (not a huge deal on a dirt bike unless you are you going really fast)... When I make it home I skip dinner and stay up pretty much all night thinking. By morning I have decided: telling others would just result in more people out there... First there would be one or two (depending on who I told) then assuming we all survived this encounter there would be many more... They would either form a friendly relationship with her, eventually overwhelm and capture her somehow (no idea how she'd actually do in a fight... How durable she is or is not etc) or all be killed and give up... Whatever happened i am pretty sure I'd be cut out of the loop pretty soon so i made up my mind to learn as much as i could on my own before calling in anyone else. It was now Sunday morning... I planned to go back with some skittles, my gopro (gonna tape everything) and a list of questions and tests i had prepared... I would take it easy to avoid frustrating her but i wanted to learn as much as possible.

I went to the gas station (being a /b/tard and easily amused i did actually buy Arizona Iced tea with my skittles... No one noticed... Lol) and headed back into the woods.... To be continued some other time....

Day 2:

Part 1:

Ride to the house was normal... I kept my gopro on the whole trip to document the way there. When I got to the house I noticed I was not the most recent visitor to mystery's house (mystery seemed like a nice basic name.. Definitely something I'd pick. Thanks to the anon that suggested it). Dirt biking and atv riding are both popular sports here and the signs of atv riders were everywhere... Tracks in the vegetation, etc. I found a puddle they had ridden through and by the level of agitation in the sediment I estimated they had been here about 9 hours ago... Late the night before.

A brief search revealed beer cans and assorted trash from the redneck riffraff that had obviously been here. I remembered that one of the "trails" here was an overgrown track that had not seen any use in awhile... I silently cursed the fact that I had not been more careful on my last visit... No doubt the broken down vegetation from my previous trip had encouraged them to explore this otherwise abandoned area. This visit threatened to ruin my carefully developed plan or even get me killed if they had made mystery mad. I parked and made my way toward the house.

When I reached the house I started by peeking through the back window... Mysteries "nest" was knocked over (the top part of the chair detached from the bottom) but other than that the room looked untouched. I peered in the big window of the main room but the living room also looked untouched... Around the front there was more trash on the deck and last nights visitors had driven their 4 wheelers onto the deck surface tracking mud onto it and damage the edge where the wheels climbed up onto its surface. The slide glass front door was the most curious part... The glass surface was no longer smooth but had a ripply look about it and the seel around the glass was distorted and damaged as of someone has tried to install it by hand and done a poor job. No sign of mystery or her visitors from last night. Fuck!

Not having anything better to do than search for my missing mini deity i made up my mind to search the surrounding areas for clues. A brief search on foot showed nothing unexpected and the immediate surroundings proved to brushy to easily navigate by dirt bike... I decided to check out whatever trails were nearby and maybe at least get a clue to how close mystery had been living to the nearest well used trail and thus people.

Back out on the main trail looking for the nearest side trails i ran across something that made my disheartening situation go from bad to worse. The police.

A 4x4 state police unit (a slightly lifted ford explorer was parked across the road with its lights on. Oh. Fucking. Shit. I had not done anything illegal (well... Other than trespassing but pretty much everyone does this out here) but nothing could be worse for my plans than the police meddling in mysteries area... I was not eager to test the limits of mystery's power on some cops and possibly get myself killed in the process. I am was about 100% sure mystery had killed at least 3 people aready and seriously injured another... I very much doubted the police would except "not knowing any better" as a defense. The state police officer had already seen me and was yelling something on a megaphone I could not make out over to loud two stroke motor... I pulled do a stop about 100ft from the car and shut the motor off. The officer put down his megaphone and reached for his gun...

He pulled out his gun and shouted for me to keep my hands where he could see them step of the "motorcycle"... This guy seemed trigger happy so I complied. Not having a kickstand I carefully laid the bike on the ground and asked what it was all about.

"just keep you hands where I can see them ok... Are you carrying any sort of weapon today?"

"a weapon? No"

"no knifes, no guns and no incendiary devices?"

"Incendiary devices?! What? No!"

I feigned surprise but I had a sinking feeling in my stomach... Mystery had done something to her visitors and now they were looking for someone to blame.

The cop came over to me, holstered his gun and said "I'm gonna pat you down and I need you to take this packpack off ok?"

"um... Sure.. I really would like to know what this is all about though"

The cop didn't say anything... Just lowered my backpack to the ground and conducted a brief patdown... I am pretty sure I could have gotten a weapon through it because he did not seem to notice the protective plates in the motorcross gear though he did check all my pockets.

After checking for weapons and apparently not finding he finally deigned to explain what I pretty much already knew: some people 4 wheeling last night had disappeared and they were looking for information on their whereabouts. He also explained that I was trespassing ("sorry officer... I had NO idea") and then dropped a bombshell: one of them had escaped... He was some distance away and reported hearing screaming and seeing flames or flashes of light in the area. They also reported seeing a dirt biker in the area (possibly me leaving last night... I did pass a few 4 wheelers)... He asked me to explain what I had been doing out there and if I saw anything at all unusual.

I was just thinking how this wasn't so bad... I would just explain and then be on my... Hopefully mystery would lay low (heck who knows how far she could travel with that teleporting?? She could be on another planet for all I know... She seemed intimidated by people easily before) and in a few days the search would be over (assuming mystery had disposed of, what I was at this point assuming was inevitable, bodies) and I could start where I left off... Still a lot of what ifs but at least there was a good chance of a decent outcome... Then All hell broke loose...

A blast of blistering hot air lifted the suv off the ground and sent it hurdling into the bushes... The heat from the fire cause the dry weeds around trail to burst into brilliant flame... I even though I was clear of the blistering air the cop and I were both thrown backwards.... We both attempted to gain our feet the cop yelled "stay down" and unholstered his gun.... Then I saw mystery... About 100ft away directly in front of us with her arms upraised like when she called up the gust of wind. She was laughing... Not an evil laugh but the delighted innocent laugh of a child. She lowered her outstretched hand towards the cop... It was as if time slowed to a crawl... I saw his finger tighten on the trigger... I was trying to shout, to stop him, but the words were coming so slowly... Like moving in thick tar... She was only 100ft away... Impossible to miss.

The gun fired...

Continued...

Part 2.

I have fired a lot of guns but this shot sounded incredibly loud... I watched mystery expecting to see a spot of blood darken her shirt (it was now white... Apparently she has multiple outfits) but she just kept smiling and laughing... I looked do my side and saw the cop tumble to the ground... His chest was distorted grotesquely and his uniform seemed to have become a bag holding a bunch loose, wet organs... Blood ozed out as hit hot the ground. Sudden time seemed to return to normal... I was back on a muddy trail... Fire was burning in the dry weeds... Licking at the edge of the cop car now... Mystery seemed just a normal girl and I was standing next to a dead state police officer.... Absurdly I mumbled under my breath "thingswentworsethanexpected.jpg and chuckled. What the fuck was I going to do now... Maybe mystery hadn't had her fill of killing and I wouldn't have to worry about.

Apparently however that was not the case... She just stood there and looked at me... Eventually I said "hi" just to say something... She smiled and said nothing so I asked "why did you do this?!" and gestured at the police officer... She paused as if to think how to phrase it and then said "he sent a fast piece of metal to me... He wanted to hurt me"... This sounded generally pretty logical to me and explaining the consequences for this mess to her seemed pretty far fetched so I simply asked why the "fast metal" didn't hurt her... She replied with what I was coming to see as her normal tendency to understate what I thought impossible feats "It was coming close to me so i moved it somewhere else then it could not touch me".

I was still wearing my dirt bike gloves so no finger prints... The cop had not had time to radio in a report and had not yet written down any of my details so i figured our best bet was to bounce if only to avoid getting asphixsiated by the rapidly growing fire.

My bike was sitting on the gravel safely clear of the blast and the resulting fire so I grabbed my backpack gave the pace a once over for signs of my presence and got on... Mystery looked at me curiously and while I kind of figured she could look out for herself I did not know what she would do or where she would go... I might not get another chance to learn anymore about her and her powers but how to get her on the bike and keep her from accidentally murdering me while i rode. Just as i was wondering a out this a possible chance presented itself: declared that i had promised to bring her more of the "small colored foods"... I replied "you will get them soon but first you need to sit behind me and hold on... It don't do anything besides hold on or you could hurt me ok?" she bit her lip and did not seems convinced "why?" she asked... Sensing that she may be innocent and I knowledgeable she was not an idiot i said "i will explain everything soon but i am in danger now and i need to do this first to get away from it... I must dk it quickly". She still looked doubtful but she climbed gracefully on... The bike sagged heavily and i realized she must weigh close to 160 pounds dispute having a frame that looked do weigh only about 95-100... Oh well... Now choice... I kicked the starter and i could feel her stiffen in the seat at the loud sound but i could hear the sound of sirens so i dropped it into first and we were off.

I was really not sure where to go but to start my main objective was to get as far from the mayhem as possible (you will see soon that I wasn't thinking too clearly at this point: hint seated behind me is a seemingly supernatural creature with with ability to MAKE STUFF DISAPPEAR... Stuff like huge piles of flaming wreckage and dead cops... But I digress). I know these trails very well so I had no trouble coming up with an initial plan to get some distance between myself and the fuzz... Safely underway I noticed mystery had relaxed notably and seemed to be positively enjoying herself... She had her arms wrapped around me like i told her too but she was leaning back and from side to side obviously enjoying the experience... We covered ground quickly and the noise precluded any talking... The extra weight made things a little tricky but soon we managed to come to my planned initial destination: a small rock outcropping with a deep narrow crevice big enough to easily conceal both of us and the bike. I got off and mystery got off as well... She leaned against the interior wall of the crevice and looked thoughtful but remained silent as I tried made a perfunctory effort to conceal our presence.... This done I decided it was time to do some explaing to mystery before I got her to do some explaining to me.

I told her I was going to explain a little about who I was and who humans in general were. I suggested she sit but after touching the damp moss experimentally she declared she would stand instead. I tried my best to come from her angle but I knew so little about who or what she was that it was hard... I explained we were fragile and that killing a human was not something that we took lightly.. I explained are culture (a little) how we moved about (without teleporting)... She seemed fascinated by this and still a little confused but she asked a few questions that seemed to indicate she was developing at least some understanding. Mostly she was quite... Listening with rapt attention. Absorbing, it seemed

Part 3:

I explained to mystery that while what she had done with the cop was justifiable given what she knew at the time people would certainly not understand... She was obviously skeptical but I told her that she would eventually come to understand why this and other things I told her were the way they were but for now she had to just accept them. I asked if she had any questions and she stared at me expectantly... When I looked confused she laughed and told me "you think a lot... Now you are thinking of everything that happened. Everything that is happening and everything that might happen. So much thinking that the thoughts have chased one a other away" I was amazed at her perceptiveness... But she was back to looking at me funny... Almost annoyed. Finally she turned away opened my back pack and help herself the skittles I had forgotten but that she clearly remembered. While she ate I asked if she had a name... She from rapidly picking out skittles according to some internal preference looked at me quizzically with her head tilted a bit to the side. "you name? What do people call you?" I tried again "they don't call me anything" she replied still a bit confused... "people call me anon I said (giving my name obviously)... Like if they want to speak to me they will say 'hey anon!' or something" she smiled "hey anon!" she said loudly... "so what is your name?" "she looked thoughtful "no one has ever called to me... So I have no name?" "perhaps not I said... I will give you one. I will call you Eva" "Eva" she repeated with a smile.

I will not share in detail where it went from there... Eva (this is actually my gfs moms name but I love the name so I picked it) had no frame of reference for my questions and even a simple question such as asking how old she was quickly dissolved into an explanation about measurement of time, dating, etc (she told me she was 2 initially... Not sure what she meant by this but I eventually guessed her age at around 5000). She had no concept of parents or parenting but I eventually figured she hatched from an unattended egg deep in the ocean (she made repeated reference to "leaving my shell" as an important point in her life) she told me upon leaving her shell she was about half her current mass but looked the same and grew very quickly... Eating everything she could get her hands on. It seems that she reached full size in only a few weeks (23 cycles of the sun... So maybe 23 years but I think she meant days)... When pressed how she knew what little she did know she just kept saying it was included in her "tablet"... I am guessing she doesn't mean an iPad so I sort of guessed her parent(s) left her something that somehow provided a perfunctory education... It was all very interesting and my mind was racing but it was late by now... Time for me to sleep... Despite (or more likely because of) all the excitement I was literally exhausted.

I had not even gotten to ask Eva in detail about her powers and my guess was that she would not be sure of the extent of them herself. Up until this point id see her employ them only in a simple, direct and very brute force way and usually fpr goals no more important than. A moments passing desire... This suggested that the use of the powers want especially tiring or unpleasant... I tried sleeping but the ground was not terribly comfortable... I camp a lot and this was not even my first time camping with no gear but its never fun... I wadded up my motorcross jacket to use as a pillow but I was still uncomfortable... Passing helicopters didn't help and I swear I even heard an occasional distant siren... The death of a cop is not taken lightly even in an area as rural as this it seems.

For what its worth Eva seemed perfectly comfortable... She curled herself in the same strange position i had first seen her sleep in and passed instantly into what seemed a deep and untroubled sleep. It seems I slept at least some because at some point i awakened with a start and immediately noticed evas absence. The top of her head was pressed into my back while we slept owing to the lack of space... I frantically peered around the small space... Then peaked outside but Eva was gone.

DAY 3

Part 1:

I was struck by a sudden paranoia that I had hallucinated the previous nights events... But no... I looked around and the marks on the ground from Eva's head, mostly eaten skittles (she left mostly purple... I don't much care for purple either) a d the carefully scratched diagrams in the grime on the walls of the rock by both me and her as we tried to explain various simple points to one another seemed to indicate the yesterday was real enough. I checked my phone (almost dead) and found it was only 6:10am... Two hours before i was expected at work. No signal though... I knew from previous rides in this area i would get signal on the top of a hill and it was close enough for eva to call for me if she got back... I hiked up the hillside and noticed the smudge of smoke from the fire... Perhaps still burning. The hill was not high enough to make out anything more. I text my boss (56 hours of sick time and FINALLY i had a chance to use it: i told him i was having eye problems and just couldn't see coming into work). When i got back eva had returned... She did not seem the least disturbed that i was gone... She declared that she went to get food but i wasn't there so she ate it all... I was not too disappointed when i discovered she had retrieved 3 cans of 9 lives cat food... No idea where she got them but she had ignored the pull tabs and clumsily opened them using her powers... The cans were distorted and ruptured and a spay of cat food had gotten on her and all over our small shelter. Yuck... Nothing smells worse then cat food.

Eva herself looked an absolute mess... Her hair was tangled and matted, her white shirt was torn and dirty grey and her grey shorts had splatters of blood on them... A far cry from the well groomed Eva I had seen for the first time just a couple days ago (not to.mention she smelled like cat food)... From the way I felt I was guessing I looked pretty much the same and when she suggesting that we bathe ("swim in a lake to get clean") i thought it was a great idea... Only problem was i knew there was no lake anywhere nearby... The closest thing was a very muddy, very stagnant creek. I reminded Eva that i was limited to walking and riding the dirt bike... She looked disappointed but then brightened and said "i will just send you to the lake with me"... Needless to say i was pretty nervous but the idea of getting teleported also seemed pretty sweet and i had seen her do it at least 5 times so how bad could it be. I went over some ground rules... The lake she was choosing must have no people (she assured me it didn't), it must take little time to get there (disintegrated into a discussion about how time was relative but she eventually got the idea and assure me it would be almost instantaneous relative to the entire earth), it must pretty warm, and most importantly she should have me appear on land or near the surface... I told her having me appear deep under the water would kill me and i even managed to convince myself that she looked at least a little concerned about this risk. I was just getting ready to give her the ok to have her "send me" when i thought to ask how many objects other than herself she had sent... Tons it seemed but none across any distance (things like "sending fish to my hand" did not assure me much when the current challenge to send me, alive across possibly thousands of miles). Her explanation of how she just had to pick a spot to use as a solid reference because we were "actually on a huge ball of rock and stuff that is moving in a circle around a big ball of fusing gases (she pointed at the sun helpfully... Lol) and also spinning and wobbling a little" made me feel even less assured so i told her to send me before i changed my mind... And just like that i was sent.

Unlike in sci fi movies and books about this kind of thing there was was no rushing sensation, no sound, no pain... Literally nothing... I felt the tempature change (it got notably colder) and saw the scene change... Only then did I realize I was moving relative to my new surroundings... Fast... I was about 3 feet up and flying across the surface of a cold looking lake... Almost immediately a lost my altitude and plunged it. The water stung badly where I hit it and tumbled end over end inhaling a considerable amount of frigid water... I flailed for a moment and the was further disoriented by two more teleports within 100 milliseconds of each other... The final one came about 1 second later and left me standing next to a still dry perfectly still and upright Eva. I had just enough time to see she was laughing before the rabid fire changed in my center of gavity got the better of me and I fell over i fell on my face.

And this was my first experience with teleporting.

I got to my feet and told Eva that this was not the smooth landing I was promised nor was it the warm lake... It looked like Canada.. Pine trees and stuff everywhere. True to her word there was no sign of human habitation. She told me she "miscalculated" with my transport... I don't think she knew how to apologize it she was trying... The sincerity was somewhat questionable since she was still laughing... I forgot myself and splashed her with water and then suffered a moment of panic as I waited be consumed by a pillar of flame... Fortunately, well she did not seem to understand my playfulness (though from her curious, almost longing look I guessed she wanted to) the splash did not seem to upset her either... She simply took off her cloths and began to wade I to the water... She removed her cloths without turning away or even the faintest trace of awareness the I would be watching or interested... She moved the the assurance of someone who is alone. Underneath her cloths ( I know this is what you pervs wanna hear about anyway!) she was about as close to the image of perfection as i have ever seen... A bit on the thin side but then she said she has trouble acquiring food... She was otherwise toned... Small to medium sized boobs with perfect roundness and small pink nipples. She was similar as far as i could tell to a normal human except she was hairless... Not just like she lacked a bush but she even lacked all the fine down that covers everyone's... Its gave her almost a smooth shiny appearance.

My admiring of her perfect body was short lived... She swam like a fish faster... Than I have ever seen someone swim... About 200ft into the lake she dove under the water without so much as a slash and she was gone.. While she was gone I took the chance to scub myself clean using sand (mostly tiny rocks in this case) from the floor of the lake... I forced myself back in the cold water to wash my hair a bit and get fully clean and then retreated to a sunny rock where I shivered... I removed my cloths as well being pretty sure eva would not know what the inevitable boner I developed once she got out of the water was or even care... I laid the out to dry on the rock next to me and waited.... After a while a see eva break the surface of the lake... She was under water for at least a half hour but I am not even slightly surprised at this point... She shakes the hair from her face and spots me on the rock... Instantly she appears next to me... Its uncanny at first but I was getting used to the idea the eva only walked when she had some special reason to... Perhaps to enjoy the feeling of grass under her feet or something... Simply appearing was her prefered method.

Once on the rock she looked at my cloths (as predicted ignoring my raging boner) and then peered up at the sun... She grasped what I was doing and smiled clearly delighted with the idea but then declared solemnly that it "will take a long time to dry the cloths by solar energy alone" and said "I will help"... Instantly the cloths began to steam and kept steaming though she paid them no more attention... Instead there was a loud boom and some branches were shaved off one of the few nearby hardwoods... A maple as it were... She was not even facing the tree but was occupied trying to untangle her fine white/blonde hair. A piece appeared near her hand and she snatched it defty out of the air as the remaining leafs and small twigs vanished of its surface leaving a crude comb which she began to use without even looking up from her work... It was astonishing to see the way she used this power for literally everything... So casually. Eva was honestly a frightening being... Even more so because she did not understand her own power.

decided it was time to ask eva some questions and learn about her powers and weaknesses a bit more... I started with an easy one that I had noticed several time not the least of which being when she spend a half hour under water: "eva... You don't breath do you?" her head was down and her long hair cascaded around all sides of her head as she worked on removing the tangles.. From under the hair a hear a confused/noncommittal sound. "what I mean if you don't draw air into your chest for oxygen?" this got her attention... She looked up tossing her hair back... "air inside?? (she put her hand on her bare chest) of course not.. There are many (she struggled for the word) 'parts' inside that cannot have air... They will not work" i place my hand on her chest as well and (aside from a brief feel) i find not only no trace of breathing but i cannot feel any heartbeat and her body temperature has adapted almost all the way down to ambient... She feels cool... Almost cold. Since she has no conception of appropriate and inappropriate she has no more reaction to my hand the she would to a leaf brushing against her and goes back to her hair... After a moment she looks thoughtful and places her hand on my chest. I feel a tingle... Like a small electrical current and then a rapid cycle of hot to cold... Her face lights up... "there is air in there! And a pump for liquid!" "the pump is called the heart" i explain... "and the air is dawn into an organ called the lungs"... She places her hand on her own chest again apparently performing whatever kind of "scan" she did on me on herself and sighs "i don't know how my parts work... All energy... Lots of energy flowing from one to the other".

Eva goes back to cleaning her hair and I look at my cloths... Completely dry and very hot... "eva... These will burn soon... You can stop heating them" from under the hair: "hm"... But the cloths began to cool. Her cloths appear... Also dry and amazingly clean (no idea where she sent them to dry) and she dresses in the same unselfconscious manner that she undressed... I notice the holes in her shirt are gone and I wonder briefly if the cloths are somehow p

"part" of her or if she just repaired them somehow... I am also curious why she wears cloths at all... She doesn't seem to mind being naked. I ask to which she replies "I am supposed to"

True enough... But I ask "how do you know your supposed to?"

"my tablet says so"

The tablet again... "do you have to listen to everything on the tablet?"

"sometimes I take my cloths off"

She is weird... "so generally speaking you CAN disobey the tablet?"

"sometimes i do... The tablet teaches me though... So I should not mostly"

"so where did the cloths come from?"

"they were in the place with my nest... Inside the walls"

Yikes... She's wearing a dead woman's clothing.