I woke up in the middle of the night. As I became conscious of my surroundings, I was suddenly filled with a sense of apprehension. My initial reaction was to roll over and look around to find the unusual feeling I was having, and I could hear muttering in a language I couldn't understand, and the voice was getting louder and louder, and the only thing I could do was to cover my ears.
Seconds turned into hours, but the voices were still saying something, something unfathomably frightening like there was no such thing happening at the moment.
And then the voices stopped. I tried to stand up, but my knees were giving out despite the fact that I was supported by my bed. I saw a glowing light on my desk, and as I walked near that thing, it was slowly clearing, and it was the book I had left on the bench!
What the? How come this book is here if I had already left it in the city? I have no one here, and it is a bewildering feeling to see this!
I quickly got near the book and began to scrutinize it to see if it was the book that the old woman had given to me, but as soon as I touched it, the feeling of mellow and chilling embraced my whole sanity, and before I knew it, I was already falling through the deep abyss.
As I open my sleep-filled eyes, the only object visible across the vast darkness is a piano, echoing through this unknown place.
The torch started to light, I saw a man playing the keys. His eyes were glowing a vermillion red, and the metallic taste of fear rose within me, making my skin crawl. He was beautiful, but his smile screamed merciless and wrath, and as he sang the tune, it was as if he was telling a story of suffering.
Are you still going to run?
If your damnation is about to come,
How can you escape?
If I am already behind you,
Ready to burn and kill you
The moment he stopped singing, the screams of agony could be heard, as if they were suffering just through his voice. His laughter boomed through the halls, making me more terrified. I want to be out of here. I do not know how I came here. I am scared and I can feel my body and energy being sucked out by this place.
A glowing light appeared again just as I was about to give up hope, temporarily blinding my eyes. Before I lost consciousness, I pleaded that I would be saved.
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Between The Region
FantasyIn her family, she was always the strange and weird one. Salvadora was never a normal lady. Everyone feared her, even her own family. She was ill-treated by everyone, making her self-hate herself. In her sleep, after seeing the book again given by t...
