“I’m Serra, not Sierra,” I corrected and looked at his hand on my wrist. He immediately let go of my hand but his eyes continued to caress my face. It was making me feel conscious. The hall was eaten by silence. “I’m sure that you’re not Sierra. If your face doesn’t age your body should. You wore your debutant gown as perfect as twenty-eight years ago,” the old lady said. The look on her was a bit the same. Only this time, there was amusement. “Where did you get that gown, child?” She reached my hand and held it right while looking at me dearly. “Did your mother happen to gift it to you? If she did, are you with her? Where is she?” he asked with words made of nothing but syllables of excitement. “Does your mother’s name happen to be Sierra?” This time they were made of pure longing. I shook my head. “I’m sorry I don’t know what you’re talking about, ma’am, governor.” I looked at the old lady first then the governor. “This gown was given to me by Amanda and I was born unfortunate. I
Jann Gregson went out of the venue so I followed him. He was heading somewhere in the mansion’s garden. I looked here and there to make sure that no one saw me. I wasn’t sure if I’m even allowed here. The guards might chase me out of the place once I get caught. I paused when he entered a hedge maze. I lifted my sight brushing it over a giant wall made of evergreen herbs. The labyrinth’s wall was about three meters tall, as tall as a single storey building or twice my height. I stepped back and forth in hesitation whether to enter the maze or not. I swallowed a mouthful lump stuck in my throat and entered the place. The alley was about a meter wide. Here and there has no difference, all green. I saw him turned right at the second intersection. I tailgated Jann so that I won’t get lost. I pursed my lips when I realized that he was walking the maze like a living on purpose. He’s a ghost he should have just passed through the vertical hedges if he’s really up to somewhere. He was like
SERRA “We have over twenty students with initials CM,” I disclosed after checking my list. “How on earth are we going to find out which of them is the next victim?” Gugu queried not taking her eyes off my list. I was wondering on how to do that as well and we only got a few more days before the next thirteenth day. A lot were going on in my life lately and I got a lot of questions. I never really got any answer, instead, my questions just piled up higher and higher. Some questions are still spinning in my head up to now. Like, what is my relationship with the Silverio, was the ghost in the Silverio’s mansion Gugu, who is Sierra, what is Grandma Harrison up to, who the hell is CM, and a lot more. I wasn’t convinced of Jann’s death either. The setup with a handgun wasn’t realistic. A handgun is ineligible in exploding any creature’s head that way, a shotgun could do the job or something else. Besides, Jann should have dropped the gun on the ground or somewhere. It wasn’t obvious if h
“What was it, Serra?” Grip questioned. “It was Mandy...” I mumbled while looking at the direction Mandy took when she left. “The murderer?” Gugu gasped. I smacked my forehead lightly and shook my head. “No, Mandy was the blurry girl I saw in my vision when I held Engr. Murray’s hand.” I don’t know what to do. I couldn’t just confront Engr. Murray about it without any evidence. He’s a cunning serpent, he knows how to turn the table around, he’ll just accuse me of libel. Another vision threw me away from my thoughts. I don’t feel a pang on my chest. Is this the upgrade Grip was talking about? My brows creased realizing that I was kneeling on the ground in front of George’s painting. I grabbed the painting and brought it on my chest hugging them tightly. “I’ll die with you,” I whispered. “Serra?” George voice was followed by a tap on my shoulder. What he did pulled me out of the man’s body in my vision. Now, I am inside my vision with my own body. I saw the girl in red dress behi
A black scroll unfolded in the air from nowhere. It seemed to appear every time Grip and I were close. Conor Murray, George Smith, and Beatrice Rendon’s names were engraved on a piece of black paper. “Why is it written in red?” I poked the scroll but my finger just got through it. “The heavens is making you choose.” He swayed his hand and the scroll disappeared. “Who will you save, Serra?” He faced me wearing his stern face. I lifted my chin and firmly replied, “all of them.” “It’s decided, Serra. You’ll only get to save one.” He turned his back at me. “I need to go reap someone.” His scythe showed up on his hand. “Not everyone deserves to be saved, Serra,” he added for the nth time before disappearing in my sight. Do I really need to weigh them? Their intensions, actions, and the circumstances? “Gugu, what do you think?” I glanced at her then onward of the corridor. “Follow your sealer’s eyes, ears, and heart,” she advised and floated ahead of me. I sighed. I don’t know how h
I hid behind a tree and observed his actions. I was furious with the revelation but this was not the time to let my emotions drive me. He’ll be sentenced according to his actions, he’ll lost the thing that made him sin but is it enough? He raped, sexually harassed, and assaulted his student. Doesn’t he deserves death? He was heading at the student’s dorm. I raised a brow. He took the elevator toward the thirteenth floor, so I used the elevator at the other end of the building. I hurried out of the elevator and went straight ahead. “Serra?” It was George’s voice. He just got out of room 670. “What are you doing here?” I asked. “I board here. This is my room.” With his thumb, he pointed over his shoulder at his room. “How about you? What are you doing here?” He threw the same question back at me. “I am staying with Amanda at room six six six but I’m currently here to stalk Engr. Murray,” I admitted and went on my way. “Engr. Murray is here? Teachers are not allowed here. Wait... ar
SERRA “Are you going to do that all day?” George turned around and gave us his bored face. I scratched my nape and went out from my hiding place. I have been following him around since this morning. I failed to watch after and save Beatrice when she was close. I shouldn’t make the same mistake all over again. This could be a sign as well that George is the one who’s meant to be saved. “You too, Grey and Sierr–” “Gugu,” Grip butted in and broke his invisibility spell. Gugu showed up too. She hid behind the tree because George was a sealer and could see her. She was cunning on that part, I could give her that. “You don’t have to tail me like creepy stalkers. I appreciate your concerns but seriously, you don’t have to do this. Don’t waste your precious time on me.” He emphasized the word time while looking at Grip then darted his eyes to Gugu. “I’m not really concerned. I’m just doing Serra a favor,” he stated straight forward wearing his straight face. “Grip!” Gugu and I scolded
Now I got three lives to save and one innocence to prove. Everything is going out of hand and it’s driving me insane. “Serra, calm down.” Grip reached out to grab my arm, halting me. I swiveled my head around to face him. “How could I possibly calm down? We’re running out of time. I got three lives in my hand and one name to clean.” “You’re not complied to save them, Serra.” He put two cups of coffee on top of the table and sat on the couch. “I know but I couldn’t help it. I foresaw their deaths before hand, I should at least warn them, help them–” “You did. You warned and helped them but what happened? They never believed you. Some hated you when you’re just trying to help and even tried to kill you,” he nagged and I understood him. He just wanted me safe. He was trying to pull me away from danger. “Come here.” He tapped the space beside him. I sighed and sat next to him. He coiled his arm around my waist and pulled me up on his lap. He kissed the top of my head and rested it on
SERRA “Dad,” I called him.It has been days yet he was still sad and listless.“What can do for yoy, sweetheart?” He forced a smile but the sadness in his eyes was visible.“I-I want to ask you about someone.” I lowered my head.“Come here.” He tapped the space beside him. I obliged and sat next to him. “About who?” he asked.“About my mom,” I stuttered.Hearing the last word he was grief-stricken. I felt bad asking about it.“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t feel like it, dad,” I sincerely said.He shook his. “It’s about time.” He smiled genuinely. “What do you want to know about her?”“What does she look like?” I asked even though I already knew.He moved away and pulled something out of the drawer of his bedside table. He gave me a round object. It was metal-like and silver in color with gold Vines and red roses all over.“Open it,” he told me after handing it over.I ran my thumb tracing the vine and pulled the top part upward. I saw myself, my reflection.“You’re a carbon
The moment the water swallowed me I held my breath. There’s no way I’m letting the cold enter me. I looked up but it’s all water above me. My hair floats over my head like seaweeds. In the rashness of the moment, I began flinging my arms out.I expect to come back out and I did. I gasped for air before sinking again. I kicked my legs and flapped my arms and I was back to the surface again. But each chance to breathe became further apart. Each breath was less than the last.I tried once more. The more I struggle the more disoriented I became. I felt like I’m trashing inside an invisible prison. My first instinct was to get some air but there should be something else. I couldn’t fight for air forever. I need to find a way out.I pushed with my legs and arms and when I was able to bob my head out of the water, I breath as deep as I could. The water pulled me again. I looked around and saw a wall. The fear I felt was overlain by hope. I flicked my feet and tried to reach the walk. It was
“No... That couldn’t be.” Kate staggered backward. “It should be there. I should be there,” she repeatedly uttered pulling her hair.I run towards her. “Don’t worry, Kate. We are going to find Lulu’s body.” I assured her and patted her shoulder.She yanked her shoulder away from my grasp and took a few steps backwards. She kept on pulling her hair and her eyes were restless. She didn’t know where to focus them.“W-What if that thing took it? W-What if that thing swallowed it?” Her breathing turned shallow and fast. She punched her head with boths hands wandering with little steps. She’s mentally unstable. I walked near her and caught her hands stopping her from hitting herself.“Stop it, Kate. You’re hurting yourself,” I told her.She already suffered enough. I couldn’t bear watching her like this.“That thing swallowed Lulu whole!” she squealed oogling her eyes at me.I grabbed her cheeks and made her look at me. “What thing, Kate? What thing?”After a moment of touching her face m
“I am sorry for ignoring you, guys.” Kate lowered her head. “I was just scared of Lulu. I’ve known her for years and I didn’t know she was capable of any of that. I know she won’t hurt any of you though. She was just after me.” Her voice cracked. I moved closer to her and rubbed her back. Comforting her is the only thing I could do for her right now. “Nothing of that is your fault, Kate. Monsters are made. Envy made Lulu into one.” I pulled her making her lean into me as she sobs. “But she is still the Lulu that we know. She’s a beautiful flower,” I added. She lifted her eyes to meet mine. “Will she become a flower forever? Are we going to meet her, the real her?” “No.” I shook my head. “In the next life I could be an animal or a plant or I could be in your body and you could be in mine. It depends on the decisions we make at this lifetime. That doesn’t mean we aren’t real. The real us is not our flesh but our soul.” I wiped her tears away. She nodded and smile. She leaned against
I dropped my phone after hearing what she said. I hastely went back to the elevator and ran again toward the gym. It was passed two in the afternoon already. “Serra, here!” Mandy waved her hand at me. I ran in thier direction. I gasped for air. “Where is Amanda?” “Amara called and they were together at the moment. What’s going on?” She looked both worried and confused. I looked at Lulu’s direction and Mandy already got what I meant. “Lulu!” I approached her. She turned around and faced me. She was wearing an ice-cold expression, far from the Lulu that I knew. Something was really not right here. I saw Kate died but her name wasn’t carved at the black scroll. I shook the doubt in my mind and focused to the present. “Lulu, grab my hand and get out of the body.” I lend my hand to her but just like before she just stared down my hand. “Yes, Lulu. Do it. Trust her,” Mandy encouraged. She looked at me and smiled. I was relieved to see her smile but my heart started to race pushing m
“Are you sure about that?” Grip asked. “Yes, bring me back to the mansion. I chose to front my fear.” I firmly said. He nodded and smiled. He was proud. He grabbed my waist and pulled me nigh him. Lulu’s and Dorothy’s name was already written on the scroll of death and today was the thirteenth day from Xyrus’ supposed to be death. I wanted to save them, to do that I need to watch dad’s every move. I was not certain if my plan would work but I have to try at least. “Grip, something’s off–” I turned around but he wasn’t here anymore. “Grip?” I sighed and just walked the long way toward the mansion. He was vanishing from my sight very often this days. It was a sign that he would leave and cross to the other side very soon. As I walk the garden I came across with bronze maids. They would avoid taking the same way as I do. They would even avoid staring in my eyes. I stared at the huge closed door before me. Just by thinking of going inside gave me goosebumps. I took a deep breath. I p
Fear enveloped me when I arrived at the mansion. Dead bodies of maids were lying everywhere in the front yard. The metallic scent of blood was giving me a feeling of gagging. I looked around hoping that I could find someone breathing but I was too late. Some were beheaded, some were stabbed multiple times, and chopped like a piece of meat. “Ahh!” I snapped my head in the mansion’s direction. I knew that scream and it was coming from the mansion. I ran and ran. Ran as fast as I could. I pushed the mansion’s door wide open. In front of me was dad wearing his usual coldness. In front of him stood Amanda. She was dressed like the lady in red. I saw no emotion in her eyes. Dad placed his hand on her shoulder and whispered to her, “say hi to your sister.” Amanda slowly raised her hand and waved at me like a puppet. “Hi...” Dad’s lips twitched. He didn’t like what Amanda did. His fingers turned black and grew long. Digging its sharpness in her shoulder. “Do it with a smile.” He gritted h
“Why did we stop?” I poked my head out of my carriage’s window. “A man dropped in the middle of the road, madame,” the coachman responded. I rose from my seat but a man stopped me by grabbing my arm. His face was a bit blurry but the longer I stare the much clearer his face become. My brows furrowed to see Xyrus who was wearing a weird looking clothes from the past. The breeches were long and fairly full in cut, reaching just below the knee. The doublet has a high waist at the sides and back, extending to a point in front. A deliberate opening of the seam on each sleeve allows the fine linen shirt underneath to be seen. He completed his attire with a cape that spans almost a full circle. I looked at myself. I was wearing a deep brown gown with a low rounded neckline and a small ruff paired with a winged collar. The tight sleeves have pronounced shoulder wings and deep lace cuffs. It has a matching petticoat pinned into flounces on a drum or cartwheel farthingale. I looked at him an
“D-Dad?” I whispered. He did not answer. I brought my phone out and opened my flashlight. I directed the light to his face. “Grip? What are you doing here?” He lended me his hand and pulled me up on my feet. “I should be the one asking you that. What are you doing here in the middle of the night? Are you seriously sneaking?” He made me turn my back at him and wiped the dust off my pajamas. “Yes, I am. So will you lower your voice now?” I scolded him in a whispering manner. “Do you think you won’t get caught? Maybe you passed through the elderlies but how about that?” He grabbed my hand and directed my phone’s light to the ceiling. I felt like my effort went to nothing to see the CCTV camera blinking red taunting me. I face-palmed. “You are lucky because you have a handsome boyfriend to the rescue.” He winked at me. “What did you do?” I narrowed my eyes at him. “Don’t looked at me like that. I just saved you from trouble. I moved the camera to somewhere that wouldn’t caught you.”