chapter 6

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3 days has passed since my first encounter with the hooded figure, no news, no Rumors, none at all.

i might be over thinking it, or just bieng plain paranoid.

but when i reached the school my uncle himself was waiting infront, i told him everything that had happened, from the incident and the ambush of the hooded figures, he complied with a calm aura,

"dont worry dear ill investigate it, i promise so for now you need to rest"
he said with a smile

that was 2 days ago and yet i haven't heard back from him

thinking back at that exact moment i remembered it again

as the pain disappear i felt lighter than usually

with my temper rising and me holding myself back from killing all of them

i started to warn them but they didnt listen

all i saw was pain agony and despair

i saw a gruesome image of a bieng with red wings holding a bloody silver knife

i saw everything vividly as it rip them piece by piece, limb by limb

it was like seeing a tiger eat its meal alive

as the screams slowly fades, all thats left was a heep of bloody, dismember body

and sitting on top of it was the thing

it was grinning with a wicked smile
,red eyes envelope me as it stares through my soul

then everything went blank

remembering all those vivid image made me think

how would i survive if i was so near to witness all those things to happen so vividly,

is it a memory or a dream?

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