Mr Anonymous

Chapter 3- Hear My Cries

Writers note: "Hi everyone \(^°^)/ its me here. SInce we are having our holiday now due to Chinese New Year, weve decided to post Chapter 3 earlier than planned!!! (Yay) I hope you'll love this chapter. Gong Xi Fa Cai to those who are celebrating this festive event *bow* and happy holidays to the rest. SO enjoy~~~

Venna entered the room looking rather pale. She was having difficulty walking. I shut off my laptop when she walked in. I only manage to watch a few seconds of the footage. The sound of Britney shrieking in terror still resonates in my thoughts. The sight of her bloodied figure still burns in my mind. She was trying to get away from something... or someone. I shook my head in an attempt to get the image out of my head. I struggled to sit myself up stupidly thinking I could approach Venna in this pathetic condition I'm in. Venna raised her hand signalling for me to stop. I am glad... she's still alive.

"I'm fine...just got scared the hell out." Venna muttered. She sat on my bed and poured herself a glass of water. " There was this frail old lady... she fell probably due to the slippery floor so I helped her up and she left after. I then entered the cubicle and the lights suddenly went off. I figured it was a power trip so it didn't bother me much but then someone entered the restroom. I could hear footsteps but other than that, it was dead quiet...then I heard a click. I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. The lights was still off so the dark and the silence added to my panic. After a few attempts of banging the door, it opened and I rushed out." Venna paused then continued " Damn, do you think this place might be haunted?" her face was still pale. She must've been terrified.

She has always been weak hearted. Her beliefs in the existence of the unseen entity have always influenced her way of thinking in certain situations. "It must've been a ghost" she'll always claim. I remember the very first time I met her. It was three years ago during the first school camping event. There was a commotion surrounding her tent. The teachers were all present trying to comfort Venna who was bawling her eyes out. " I saw a ghost, I swear! " she repeatedly wailed. In an attempt to calm her down, the teachers and seniors made a round throughout the school compound. It was later revealed that what she had seen was actually a skeleton model cloaked in white cloth. Apparently, the boys in our homeroom decided to play a prank on her. One of the perpetrator happened to be Callum who ended up in the same class as the three of us including Ryan. Funny how fate brought us together and bonded us closer to one another.

"This is not our school camp Venna" I teased. She glared at me. The memories of what happened probably played in her mind. She then approached me slowly and then the tickling began. We ended up hurling things at one another and by the time we calmed down, the room was in a mess. I might have been too rough on her. She retaliated but  was rather careful as to not hurt me. It's really sweet of her. Her presence here with me has managed to get my mind off the issues that has been pecking me since the incident. We were both worn out from that "epic" battle and slept the fatigue away. Me on the bed and Venna, the couch.  I switched off my phone not wanting to be bothered by this dark mysterious being that has been looming over me. I wanted to rest.

-Dream-

Gazing out the window, I could see snow covering the streets. It was winter. I was staring at myself in the mirror observing the defined structure of my face. Wearing the red dress that Jessabelle bought for me. My black curly hair tied to the back in a pony tail with a red ribbon. Mum loved it that way. She always said I looked like her when she was my age.

Mum then entered the room along with dad. She instructed dad to blindfold me and proceeded to carry me downstairs. I could sense the excitement building up. Anticipating the surprise that was about to be unveiled. The blindfold came off and there, right in front of me, a white grand piano. It was majestic... beautiful.