Miss Johanna was walking right at where she should be, not waiting for any delays, I approached her coincidentally and introduced myself.
Now the variables I accumulated for two years are now finally in motion, I started to think that what I did until now had been superficial.
"What's next?" she asked, as I blindfolded her.
That moment, mother looked me in the eye and smiled. "This is going to be the last one," I whispered to myself.
Mother happily brought out her weapon and silently sneaked on to Miss Johanna. Right at that moment I jumped at her, using the momentum of my body to bring her down.
The door flung wide, flooding the little room with bright artificial light. Serine squinted, trying to shield herself from the awful light while trying to figure out who or what had assaulted her senses. For a few moments, two anthropomorphic shadows lingered in the brightly lighted threshold before entering the room and locking the door behind them.Serine is serene as usual, never showing any signs of anxiety, and her stature is almost admirable. As the silhouettes became closer, she understood that the worst-case scenario she had imagined was about to happen. When she tried to stand up and glanced at the moving shadows, they coughed loudly and stared at the accursed lady.The first stranger caught Serine's attention. The dark shadow manifested as a tall, slender man with aviator spectacles sticking to his
BEFORE I KNEW IT, I FINISHED WRITING In total darkness. Back then, the night was silent and, of course, scary. Normally, I don't really mind writing on a dark night or finding myself in the middle of a dark place yet as if I was watching the ending scene of a horror movie, all my senses turned on and scared the hell out of me, especially when my story ended in such a morbid conclusion. You know that feeling when you suddenly thought of something scary while you were pissing in the bathroom with no accompanying light around you. Yeah, that shuddering feeling that goes along with the pleasure of releasing some juice, I felt that.My feelings conflicted at that time, I was satisfied by the fact that I finished my story, and at the same time terrified at the dark precadiment I was in. I know it was not because I was easily scared or just stupidly trying to fear an inexis
Fear is the inevitable alarm that calls unto them whenever they feel threatened and endangered, I never actually know when this alarm would resonate within my body. Today my fear had left me. They fear as an instinct to survive, since they still have the urge to live. Most of them fear death, they fear natural things they see everyday, they fear the things they cannot normally explain, and they fear the unknown waiting to haunt them when they least expect it. But do you know the most fearsome thing in the world? Humans. No other organism in the world is capable of doing creepy things as humans. We created stories to mortify ourselves with shrilling horror and thrill.
"Called off?" I asked, dazed at the sudden turn of events.The police officers immediately stole the knife in my hands and hid it behind their backs.For a moment, I glanced at the lady, wisps of hair almost covering her face. Her dress was shriveled enough that there are some unbuttoned portions, one from below her sternum and another above her belly button. You could already imagine the hassle she had gone through just to get here."I have no time to bother explaining why to you, let's go," she said while pulling me towards her red convertibleHer statement begrudgingly left a bad taste in my mouth, yet I cannot comment as I was disturb by the thought that her blac
It was such a sight, seeing blood spread across the floor staining everything in its path..This is beyond anything that I imagined. This game is messed up. This is mayhem.The victim slowly stared at me, her eyes a bloodshot filled with malice. I laughed as she screamed revealing a nice set of teeth. "I need to help her," my body warned me yet I didn't even bother to move.The blood finally reached my toes, now painted in red I walked away leaving trails of blood around the hallway.* * *The scream only lasted a second, what followed afterwards was a blinding silence.
The night was rather silent, and my preparation is not yet complete. I could only gather a handful of vital pieces of information about a few of the participants. My hands will be tied up and a blindfold will restrict my vision. I could still run with my feet, but it would be bad if I were to be positioned lying down.Let's think this through, smell, touch, and voice…. These three are very important to identify them without a sense of sight, I also need to know their names. Would nicknames work?"Ah…."To be safe I need to know their full names. Would they even tell me their real ones if I asked?I bit my nails to the point it bled because of anxi
It all happened pretty quickly, but I got a good look at her. I was a little shocked at first, and then I was a little frightened.I looked at the mirror and saw the girl who was dressed like an adult lady except her face was younger by ten years. She had long hair and a cute hair clip. She wasn't too tall, but she's pretty. She stayed focused as she was staring right in my eye.Then I noticed that someone was creeping towards her. "Eh?"I became confused and baffled as it apprehended her in an instant. I started to wave my hand to warn her. In my attempt to scream, I felt a hard object hit my head making me unconscious.* * *
He was standing there staring at my patched wound. To be honest it was kind of awkward standing here waiting for him to say something or whatever.A couple of seconds had passed, and then he jolted almost as if he realized that he still needed to talk, "Uhm, Hey, I am sorry that I was an ass to you yesterday," he said.That startled me a bit as that was too straight forward, I expected him to reason out first before actually apologizing. Is it because he is genuinely sorry?"I am sorry… ah, don't worry I don't expect that you will forgive me," he said worriedly waving his hands in the air, albeit the grudge he was kind of cute."And I just want to
BEFORE I KNEW IT, I FINISHED WRITING In total darkness. Back then, the night was silent and, of course, scary. Normally, I don't really mind writing on a dark night or finding myself in the middle of a dark place yet as if I was watching the ending scene of a horror movie, all my senses turned on and scared the hell out of me, especially when my story ended in such a morbid conclusion. You know that feeling when you suddenly thought of something scary while you were pissing in the bathroom with no accompanying light around you. Yeah, that shuddering feeling that goes along with the pleasure of releasing some juice, I felt that.My feelings conflicted at that time, I was satisfied by the fact that I finished my story, and at the same time terrified at the dark precadiment I was in. I know it was not because I was easily scared or just stupidly trying to fear an inexis
The door flung wide, flooding the little room with bright artificial light. Serine squinted, trying to shield herself from the awful light while trying to figure out who or what had assaulted her senses. For a few moments, two anthropomorphic shadows lingered in the brightly lighted threshold before entering the room and locking the door behind them.Serine is serene as usual, never showing any signs of anxiety, and her stature is almost admirable. As the silhouettes became closer, she understood that the worst-case scenario she had imagined was about to happen. When she tried to stand up and glanced at the moving shadows, they coughed loudly and stared at the accursed lady.The first stranger caught Serine's attention. The dark shadow manifested as a tall, slender man with aviator spectacles sticking to his
Miss Johanna was walking right at where she should be, not waiting for any delays, I approached her coincidentally and introduced myself.Now the variables I accumulated for two years are now finally in motion, I started to think that what I did until now had been superficial."What's next?" she asked, as I blindfolded her.That moment, mother looked me in the eye and smiled. "This is going to be the last one," I whispered to myself.Mother happily brought out her weapon and silently sneaked on to Miss Johanna. Right at that moment I jumped at her, using the momentum of my body to bring her down.
Walking in the hallways, I felt a bit alienated as I examined the area, and near the restroom, I stumbled upon a young lady looking at me intensely, I noticed the patient's glare and confirmed that something wrong is really happening in this place. However, I'm not sure if what I'm investigating is connected to the eerie feeling that this place is vibing with me.I looked for vacant rooms and saw nothing odd in particular, although there was one room which was decorated differently than the other rooms. As I was walking the little girl I encountered earlier approached me."What is her name again?" I asked myself as I forgot to ask her due to the speed of events, she looked like she could read my mind and politely introduced herself, "I'm Serine Takahashi!"
"You joined forces with the police and caught an insurance fraudster then nearly killed him." The deputy director looked at me like I was some kind of dumb shit he would love to step on, "Why didn't you just kill him, altogether!?""Have you seen this report…" he said and momentarily laughed, "You are worried about destroying a line of road cones, but run over a store front at full speed to catch a single perp.""Uhm.. I beg to argue, Sir, the storefront was already destroyed when I ran over it, Sir.""Well, It's true bu—""And the car I used already had a dented bumper. I checked it."
When the police arrived I was just sitting on the couch as they put handcuffs at my mom. Two police officers then looked at me and asked, "What happened here kid?" The junior officer asked.The senior officer immediately tapped the junior's chest twice with the back of his hand, "Be sensitive… let her talk on her own," he said like it was the protocol.Thinking that there is no reason for me to remain silent, I gave some vague explanation – the kind where it's elaborate yet misleading – and looked at them. It happened two days ago, we were playing hide and seek at that time. I was hiding in the closet when I felt that something else was wrong. I came down for quite a while and I looked everywhere but I didn't see a glimpse of Hanna and Margo anywhere. I ran outside and found my littl
It was only a few days then before dad's death, when we passed the abandoned tree house, overgrown by weeds. That was when I let Luke and Melissa, my former bullies, and my older sisters to play in my own secret hideout. Since then they always come here and play or read my book collection.Luke was currently reading Survival of the Fittest by Jonathan Kellerman. I recommend the book to him saying that he'll like the genre, although I might say that it was a psychological conditioning to help him view the world a little differently, and what I mean is the way I wanted him to see it.And of course, Margo, Hanna and Marissa were also there busy doing their own thing. Marissa is particularly fond of pointing at the
I'm here trying to preserve the life of this lady— my genuine, concise, and mildly disturbing statement must have been well received as a warning yet she mockingly laughs at me like I'm some kind of lunatic or something.'Believe me lady this might be the worst day of your life if you continue this nonsensical laugh you're imposing.'"Sorry, that might have been rude," she said forcing herself to stop laughing, "I was just surprised that such a young girl like you would have such grim thoughts. I just can't take it seriously, although that's not your fault, don't worry.""Uhm… I'm quite confused, you see I'm a mature 22 year old lady, I believe I'm about as mature as you are, both in mind and body!" I declared, o
I didn't find the urge to answer him, "Go away, I'm in the middle of something important here…"He snorted, and replied, "You're stalking Miss Yumiko right?""Wait, how did you…""That room is Miss Yumiko's personal space, an incentive she got questionably when she was first admitted, at first I honestly got jealous as I had been admitted here almost as long as her. All I know is that Madam Blanchet gave her that place for some reason. Although everyone, aside from Madam Blanchet, does not know what it contains," he explained."I see…" I said then I walked towards the door, "Eliza! Where are you going!" Marco warned.