Cataclysmic Infernal

CHAPTER 08: Peculiar Innuendo

Its been a few minutes since Mr. Charles and Alan went out to get the supplies and we are all trying to process what just  Mr. Charles said about how he can actually see them. Well if he is not going to give any answers then Im gonna have to pursuit on my own.

What is with this old fellow? Why isnt he telling us anything? I ignore Brandons question as it wasnt directed to anyone. I turn around and make my way up the stairs and go  into the same room I was in earlier.

There is something peculiar about that painting and Im gonna find out what it is. I come across the same  mahogany door twisting the handle to open it once I'm inside the room I locked the door and turn to face the room once again.

I took around the room, its the same with white background, on the left side of the room there is a wardrobe, beside the wardrobe there is book shelf with ancient books, the bed on the right side and beside the bed the same painting. There is not much in the room it's pretty empty with just a bed, a small lamp table, a bookshelf, a wall clock and the strange painting.

I move towards the bed cautiously, I'm a little nervous after what happened just few hours ago; I slowly move forwards and once I reach the end of the bed that reaches only few inches from the I come across the same daunting painting in front of me I lean forwards a bit to take a closer look at the painting, same shadows but a bit darker now. There is something written in a foreign language that I can't decipher. I raise my hand and slowly trace my fingertips on the writing and I can feel the thickness of the letters against my fingers the moment I reach the end I feel a weird electric and burning sensation on my fingers causing me to quickly retract my hand. I look at my fingers and see them turning red and hot at the tips and feel the same burning sensation I slowly move my gaze towards the painting and stare at the it in shock and confusion.

My heart is palpitating from the sudden incident I close my palm in a fist to try to rid the pain a bit after a few minutes of doing that I see that it's not working I'm gonna have to ice them.  I look at the painting again and something catch my sight I squint my eyes to take a better look at the top corner of the painting and see an intricate design pattern; it looks kind of familiar. I've seen it somewhere before but I can't recall where. I raise my hand again and move it towards the painting I hesitate for a bit but move it forwards anyway and touch the painting once again but this time I didnt feel any kind of electric current or any burning sensation to my fingers.

I trace my fingers against the pattern all of a sudden the room turns cold and I feel someone elses presence in the room, on instinct I turn around and to my surprise I find no one but me in the room; that alone makes a chill go down my spine and not in a good way.

The environment of the room turns more peculiar and foreboding, I need to get out here. I quickly make my way towards the door almost opening it and about to leave the room when I heard something that stopped me in my tracks.

Grace... I hear an eerie whisper too close to my ear that I feel someone's breath against it. I freeze for a minute or two my heart is racing rapidly in my chest with wide eyes and I'm not breathing or blinking I'm completely frozen in my place. After a few minutes I compose my self and take deep breaths to calm my racing heart a bit and slowly turn my head and find zilch. The room is completely void of anyone besides me I have to get out of here, this doesnt feel right.

I am having a premonition, something is about to happen.

I open the door and stumble out of the room as fast as I can, my breathing is heavy, heart is hammering in my chest, my hands are shaking and my legs are weak and wobbly. I dont know why all of a sudden I'm feeling like this I was fine until I touched the painting I don't know what's happening I'm literally shivering and dizzy.