(Asher’s POV)
In my whole life, I never have thought that I could run so fast. I might even beat the fastest kid in my school if I were to race against them, but that wasn’t the point right now.
“Me and Rufus, we just saw someone die…”
Upon hearing those words, my heart sank to my stomach and I felt like vomiting. However, I swallowed back any feeling of turmoil and immediately ended the call and rushed outside the house to Chips and Charm. Fear and worry flood my thoughts as I dashed along the empty and drenched street, with me also getting drenched in the rain.
While still running, gruesome images of the violet-eyed girl’s bleeding and lifeless body haunted my mind endlessly. I tried to shake it off and increased my speed as I ignored the excruciating pain from my burning lungs.
I gasped and groaned for air when I reached the restaurant.
To my surprise, I saw Ryan with Rufus and his group in front of Chips n Charm. They looked completely fine and even cracked jokes among themselves.
“What?…” My eyebrows creased.
Ryan noticed me and immediately gasped. “Asher, dude!” He trotted near me and pulled me to under the roof.
“What’s the meaning of all this?” I shot Ryan a look.
“Well, you see…” He scratched his neck.
“Heyyy, Asher.” Rufus sauntered to me as he smirked. “I knew you being unwell is a lie. Look at you, even running in the rain.” He giggled.
I suddenly feel something different welling up inside me. Rufus instantly went silent when he heard a soft crack, which comes from my phone that I snapped inside my hand.
I then stepped away and into the raging thunderstorm, leaving them shocked and frozen on their feet.
“Asher, wait!” Ryan followed me from behind while shielding his head with his backpack.
“Look, I’m sorry for pulling pranks on you, okay? It’s Rufus’s idea.” Ryan tried to defend himself. It’s granted that he won’t feel anything from the pranks, because he didn’t experience what I witnessed inside my dream.
“Come on, dude. Calm down, it’s not like someone died or anything, okay?” His words managed to slow down my steps, though I refuse to look behind to see him.
Maybe I really should calm down. Like Ryan said, it’s not like someone died or something. I inhaled and exhaled slowly as I tried to gather back my reasons.
CRACK!
I froze.
My body halted for a few moments while my brain tried to register the strange sound I just heard amidst the sound of the rain.
“Dude…” Ryan’s voice suddenly trembled. I turned to my back to see his eyes widened in horror towards the view he just saw past me.
My eyes darted to where his focus is. There, on the puddled pavement not too far from us, the dark red liquid spread into the water like dipped watercolors—growing bigger and bigger until it flow down the drainage on the side of the road.
My breath intensified when I saw the source of the blood.
A cream colored cardigan paired with a soft brown shirt and a pair of black trousers, just like the one I saw in my dream.
It was her, that violet-eyed girl who I saw countlessly in my mind.
I tried to shake this nervousness off and immediately darted to the body’s side—the warm body which slowly became cold as her violet eyes loses its shine. My hand trembled as I kneeled beside her.
This girl, she really killed herself just like in my dream. But then, what happens after that?
“Help me…”
I heard that pleading voice again, this time coming from my head and rendered me to wince from the head throb. At that moment I knew I shouldn’t let her die, because if I did… Something inside me will…
“Call the ambulance!” I shouted to Ryan before I glanced again at the girl’s body.
My senses suddenly went numb. I don’t know if this numbness comes from fear or something else, but due to that inexplicable feeling, I just gazed at her helplessly.
At one moment, I abhor myself for not saving her. Though, in the next moment, if I did, what difference will it make? I didn’t even know who she is, and I don’t know how to save her with all these blood oozing out from her cracked head.
I tried to pick up myself, though I know that bawling—which what I’m doing right now while holding her near—won’t help me getting back my reasons.
Her chest was the only part which was warm, but the warmth was faint. “No, NO! Shit!” I looked towards the road in front of me in hope the ambulance have arrived. But that white vessel was nowhere to be seen. I start gritting my teeth in frustration. Is there really nothing I can do? Was it really too late?
“…Huff…”
I sucked a gasp when I saw the violet-eyed girl gaping her mouth as if trying to say something that she couldn’t. She looked soulless, making me think that hearing her breathe was just an utter mistake, but her slightly moving mouth convinced me that she’s still there. Although weak, she’s there.
“Hey…” I caressed her cold cheeks.
The violet in her eyes have turned grey, yet her gaping mouth was mumbling something.
“Asher, don’t get too close to her.” Ryan’s voice suddenly broke my focus in wanting to hear what this unknown girl wanted to say. I glared at Ryan, making him flinch before looking down to my lap where the girl was lying down.
I just realized that my clothes were drenched with her blood. Whoever seeing this would’ve probably saying the same thing as Ryan; to steer clear from a dead body and not to come close.
But who would be near her if it’s not me? If it was uspposed to be her parents and friends to be near her, I didn’t see them anywhere.
“Help me…” That whispering voice came back to me.
“I know…” I clenched my fist. “But how…?”
Think, brain, think. What can I do right now to at least prolong her life for a bit?
All of a sudden, instead of pressing the wound or giving CPR, the word from the lyrics which I heard in my dream surged inside my mind.
“Heather…” I mumbled.
That’s it.
I gazed into her eyes, although I know chanting some strange word to a dying person might sound crazy, it won’t hurt to try.
“Heather…” I said to her, before all went black.
***
I gasped as I opened my eyes.
“What-”The red surrounding once again came into my view. I paced my breathing while I looked around, the mass regret I felt now replaced with terror.
I carefully stood up while still gluing my eyes towards the surrounding. If I’m correct, those creatures should appear anytime soon now.
Suddenly I heard a loud sound from behind me. Those undescribable sound which I’ve heard before that signals the birth of a grotesque creature, I knew it very well, and it managed to instill more fear in me.
I turned around as my body trembled.
The creature behind me looked different from the first time I saw it. It’s more, big and hostile?
“Damn…” I widened my eyes. looked around to see the red surrounding again.
“Help me…”
The voice rang louder than before and the flesh creature formed even faster. I look at the being in horror and threw whatever I was holding in my hands to the creature. The cracked phone bounced off from the creature’s wet and slimy skin before it fell down to the ground.
I stared listless at the phone. Before I could discern anything else, again I saw the fleshy tentacles of the creature circling around my neck and once again, hearing a loud SNAP!
***
I woke up drenched in sweat. With rugged breathing, I checked the calendar and again, saw the same date, 18th July. I put down the calender and rubbed my face while I heaved a heavy sigh.
“I must have gone crazy…” There’s no other explanation that best describe my feelings right now. Everything feels jumbled and murderous like it will kill you in any moment.
“This is bad…” That sentence spilled out from my mouth unconsciously. “I feel like killing myself now.”
(Asher’s POV) I took a long cold shower while tuning a loud uplifting music—a routine I would always do when I’m down. My mother said that feeling depressed and anxious is okay, it was a sign that you’re thinking about your well-being, but the moment it passed the threshold where it’s supposed to be and started devouring your mentality, that was when you should put it to a stop. Because of that, cold shower and uplifting music are my muse to put a halt to these depressing feelings. And what’s a more efficient cure for negative feelings if it’s not food? I would also made myself a healthy and hearty breakfast to cheer myself. Refraining from eating can wait, or diet—although I’ve never done it—but one must eat to live and heal. So right now, I’m gobbling up a bowl of chicken salad with a bowl of oat with granolas and frozen fruit on top of it while chatting with my mother. Her rants were the same about Mister Stewart and his shenanigans, and also some
(Asher’s POV) I sucked my breath when I saw her; she’s all battered, with her bleeding nose that she tried to cover with the bloody red tissue, and her disheveled and dirty cloth, probably getting pushed down onto a dirty surface. She locked eyes with me for a moment—the look in her eyes tells me she’s surprised to see me—but that’s all there is to it. No life, no hope, not even embarrassment is reflected in her eyes when she saw me. After that, she quickly lowered her head and limped past me. I was frozen until she disappeared from my sight, and still frozen until that moment when I’m inside Chips n Charm with my friends. “Wha-?!” I jolted, which in turn, shocked all of them. “Whoa there. what’s wrong, dude?” Rufus narrowed his eyes in concern as he chewed on the french fries. “How can I get here?” I looked at him and Ryan. “What do you mean, how do you get here? It’s obvious that you come here with us.” Rufus replied, before
(Asher’s POV) 8.30 in the evening, the time where my nightmare came. It seems like it doesn’t matter if I’m near her or not, I would always come back into the red space which I now called ‘The Flesh’—because of it’s surrounding which looked like an inside of a body. I’ll just assume I’m inside that violet-eyed girl’s mind. A loud noise like something forming increased my guard. I darted my eyes towards the source warily while lifting the kitchen knife that I brought with me. One thing which I notice was that I can bring items into The Flesh. Just like that one time where I threw my phone to the flesh monsters, anything that I touched will also be brought into The Flesh. The creature swayed for a bit. Because of my view which became clearer, I am able to predict it’s movements and it’s target. The flesh monster’s body moves slowly but it’s tentacles moves fast and would always go for vital points of the body like the heart and the brain. Snapping the n
(Asher’s POV) Blood sprayed to the fleshy walls as I landed the last blow to the monster. Slowly, it fell flat on the ground, without anymore signs of movement. I raised my hand in a victorious pose, before I too fell on my butt from the fatigue. I took a long time to kill that monster because of how unskilled I am. Imagine having to face off against a monster with a skill as if it’s an elite assassin? This victory which I gained was definitely a stroke of luck on my side. I quickly gathered myself up and picked up the ice hockey bat which was smeared with blood. My clothes too was stained with blood, and it was ripped apart too so I took it off and threw it away before deciding to proceed exploring the flesh. Strange, it should end when I killed that monster. Is there anything more that I miss? Or perhaps.. Did I kill only the lower level monster and now I had to face off against the boss? “Gimme a break…” I ruffled my h
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(Elaine’s POV) I don’t want to hurt anyone, especially those who were kind to me. But as if I’m cursed to only be able to spite others, I refused their help like I’m fine even though I know I’m not. Even after Miss Jonas and Mister Michaelis had left the room, her despaired face etched strongly inside my brain. I curled on my bed and hugged myself as I shrank in the darkness of the night. My stomach started to growl wanting to be filled, but I’m too distracted to eat anything. It’s okay, I’ve faced worst starvation than this, so I’ll be fine. Again I recalled those slumped shoulders as they left the room a couple of hours ago. How Miss Jonas still harbored hope to me even though she looked so sad, and how Mister Michaelis threw me a complicated look, an expression between conflict and pressure. The crease of his thin eyebrows were the only indication of his expression, yet I’ve lived long enough to know what other are thinking about me. Not all of them harbor
(Asher’s POV) “Okay, heck.” I heaved a sigh and stretched my neck . In front of me, the flesh monster is taking its time to form to it’s fullest monstrosity. I can’t bet my luck to try killing it when it was forming as I don’t want to die again after just a week escaping The Flesh, so in the meantime, I rolled the white knitwear—which I know will turn red later because of how violent I’ll tear this creature in front of me apart—and then unzipped my hockey bag which I stored my modified hockey stick and my kitchen knife. The completion of it’s formation was usually signaled with it’s outer layer hollowing into several medium sized holes to let the tentacles portrude outside, and that’s when I strike. I charged forward, before leaping to spin my body and land a blow which split its huge body into two. Although that blow looks fatal, that alone wasn’t enough to kill it actually. Based on my experience, these creatures functions like a golem, with a core hidden somewhere
(Asher’s POV) “This place is…” Elaine gaped for a bit as she looked at the night sky in awe, the two of us were standing on the apartment building that acted as the witness to my first encounter with her that changed our entire life. “You remember this place, right?” I stepped beside her and glanced at every corner of the roof of the old apartment building. Now that I have seen my surroundings with clear eyes, the apartment block really looks brittle like it’s going to fall off anytime. Meanwhile, at the corner of my eyes, I saw Elaine nodded slowly, though her eyes still looking at the sky. It’s probably because of the clear sky that I am seeing Elaine’s eyes sparkled more than usual, but I couldn’t help myself from staring at her. Unwittingly, I let out a scoff. “If I didn’t jump to save you I don’t think the two of us wil be where we are right now.” Elaine turned to look at me and chuckled. “I know. I still wondered how we survived
(A few hour after Asher woke up)“Uncle Gary called me yesterday.”Elaine began, trying to break the awkward silence between her and Asher that came out of nowhere. Asher who was still in a daze flinched when she suddenly spoke, his eyes rolled to the exit door for a few minutes to register the fact that his mother just left to finish work and took the next few minutes to muster his courage to reply her.“…What?”Elaine heaved a sharp sigh. Given how he delayed his response, Elaine knew something was wrong with him, yet she refrained from asking. Despite Asher’s vital and his response is normal and all, he must have still be in shock after waking up from the coma.“My uncle called me yesterday. He asked to meet me for dinner.” Elaine stated while adjusting her knee length pleated grey skirt to cover a margin of her shin. Plus the air conditioning of this VIP ward room, the chilly weather outside didn
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(Elaine's POV)The two of us stopped at the side of the lake and he sat down. He waited for me to sit, before finally uttered a word in a form of random conversation.“This place looks beautiful, isn’t it?”I was absentminded for a few moments, before I agreed.“Indeed. Do you know where this place is?” I asked the oddest thing I have ever asked. It’s obvious that this is just a dream, a realistic dream at that, but most dreams felt like this one.Asher shot me an undecipherable look, his eyes looked quite empty even though the orange hue from setting sun glinted on the glassy surface. Then he stated, “This is my inner consciousness.”I thought he was talking gibberish for a second, yet the look on his face speaks the truth. He wasn’t lying.“What…” I breathed. “What are you talking about?”His facts were too hard for me to process, yet I have
(Elaine’s POV)Currently, I am in a pretty inconvenient situation. I blame my gut feeling for coaxing me to follow it’s orders, as right now I am walking through a long way of inside some woods, of somewhere I didn’t know. I just suddenly got transferred here like magic.I gave up on wondering where I am the moment these ivies and vines began moving on it’s own and attacked me. It might be just the trick of my mind, originally, but that doesn’t matter anymore if the plant literally tried to pull you back into the bushes. Only God knows how terrified I am at that time, which actually happened just a few minutes ago.Right now I am trascending through the path of the woods. With the entrance of the woods already closing behind me, there was only one way and that was to go forward. I really wondered why am I sent here when I was visiting Asher.Suddenly memories of him flashed through my mind as I trudged the gloomy path. That&r
ElaineAfter school, Elaine decided to visit Asher at the hospital. She was informed by Madam Rhea that Asher just escaped a life threatening condition—by dodging the bullet from getting straight through the heart. That being said, Asher still won’t wake up despite his condition, as if something is holding him down from coming back to life.The young girl avoided going to the hospital at first because of the fear and trauma of seeing Asher being shot like that. Even though Rose Chadwick is already as good as inside a grave, that wretched woman still managed to inflict trauma even at the end of her life. What a cunning woman.Falling in a daze, Elaine didn’t realize that she had already reached the hospital. She went out from the car and thanked the driver before telling him that she will call when she wanted to get back. After that, she entered the building with a heavy heart.‘It would be better if Ryan and Rufus is here.’ T
ElaineThe poor girl named Elaine was once again inflicted with damage to her emotions. Unlike her surroundings which were pretty loud and chaotic; siren coming from the ambulance bellowing through the air from the distance and the paramedic doing their job, security and defense team securing the peremeter and the other spectators who were bustling into chattering among each other, Elaine felt her senses pretty numb for someone who just witnessed someone close to her being shot right in front of her eyes.Her daze lasted even until the ambulance went away. Only her guardian, Rhea Ildian’s voice managed to shook her out from daze.Elaine shot her gaze up to meet Madam Rhea’s.Despite adam Rhea asking her condition, the middle aged woman was trying haard to not show any sign’s of trauma or discomfort for this young girl who probably faced many more fears than her. Yet her feelings still spill out to reflect upon her eyes. Still, she picked
(Asher’s POV)“H-Hello?” I don’t know why I’m stuttering, probably feeling nervous now that all the tension that’s building up just because of Elaine’s case had cleared up most of the space inside my heart, I now am able to think about something else involving us.“Hey.” Elaine chirped.I then unknowingly rubbed the back of my neck as I fell silent.“Oh, sorry. Did I call at a wrong time?”“What? No, not at all. It’s just…” I pursed my lips. “Anyway, what are you doing right now?”“I just took a bath and was on the bed.”“Oh.” I chuckled. “It’s still about 8 and a half in the evening, yet people are so tired.”Elaine replied my statement with a chuckle. “No doubt about it.”The silence between us ensues. Elaine suddenly thanked me, saying that she is just a random st