New Dawn of Scare (Second Lordi Saga - Story 1)

Chapter 14 - A Monsterican Hope

In France...

Mathias felt small licks on the tip of his nose, accompanied by shy meowing. Opening his sticky eyes, the first thing he saw was his cat, leaning over him and looking at him with round eyes. Mathias groaned, his head aching and his limbs numb as if he had been doing intense sports for hours without stopping. He was lying on the sofa in the living room of his home and sat down, rubbing the back of his head. How could he have ... Then flashes exploded in his head and he remembered last night ...

The cultists of the organization who had attacked him and then hunted down in the streets ... And also ... These three monsters who had arisen and saved him ... And above all, this monster woman, this living doll, who seemed to show a great interest in him, to the point of making his heart beat and feel something very strange, but also oddly pleasant, which troubled him even more.

The monsters! Where had they gone? He looked around him everywhere, to see no creature present. The clock was working normally, showing seven o'clock in the morning, and outside, the day had risen and there was no mist anymore. But besides, he remembered being in the city park that night when he was rescued, and then the female doll approached him, and ... he wakes up here at home in the morning with his senses completely stunned. Had he dreamed of all this? Was his brain so tired and his nerves so raw after all the stress of the last few days and revelations about his parents that he had imagined it all in his sleep?

Although still confused, Mathias went through the house, but found that he was alone. Returning to the living room, he was seized with a nervous laugh.

_ "Well, either that was the scariest nightmare of my life, or I'm getting really nuts from not getting enough sleep." he laughed, as if to reassure himself.

Later, and despite what he had just experienced, Mathias decided to act as if nothing had happened. He had dressed and was now on a bus bringing him to the neighborhood where the training center was located. After all, these phenomena might not happen anymore? He looked at all the other people in the bus around him, patiently waiting for the arrival at their stops. He was trying to discern among them shady individuals watching him or some other abnormal things. He resumed himself. I must not become paranoid, he said to himself.

And yet, without being able to prevent it, his mind kept thinking about this monster woman over and over again, and each time, his heart made him feel again this feeling that he did not understand, and all this confusion began to give him. Headache.

_ "Oh damn, did you see? What is this thing?" said the person who was sitting next to him on the bus and who was showing his cell phone to his friend.

Mathias, with a discreet and curious look, looked at what they were looking at, and frowned in perplexity. According to these news on the internet, a sort of huge giant black triangle had appeared this morning and was currently floating above the city of Paris. Mathias had a very unpleasant feeling as he looked at this thing. What the fuck is this thing? he wondered. In any case, if it was a hoax, the effects were very well done.

And then, looking better, he noticed that this triangle, with these spirals on its surface, strangely resembled the symbol of this sect and ... No, no, no, he said to himself, I must not start over with that.

The bus finally arrived in the district of the training center. Still disturbed by what he saw, Mathias came down on the sidewalk and walked towards the building in question. Now he had the unpleasantness feeling to be observed constantly. Would monsters dare to manifest in broad daylight? No idea, why ask yourself such a question? He tried not to think about it anymore and crossed the automatic door of the center. In a small office not far from the entrance, a secretary was writing on a computer. Mathias ignored him and passed the first corridor leading to the training rooms. He took the elevator and went to the second floor. Once in the room, he saw several other students from the formation, most of his age, sitting at tables and writing. He was a little late visibly, and for that he had an excuse for the least questionable. Seated at a table, his friend Mathilde beckoned to him and he sat down in front of her.