And in the darkness of the night, Alaska is afraid to sleep as she crosses her breath and prays... her ribcage rises by degrees and she lowers herself..... while she sleeps straight and puts her body on the bed....exhausted from fatigue.... puts her hands next to her upright body Like a ruler.. ... you go into dreams and dream after dream..... . Taste the pleasure and taste the painful bitterness... She sleeps like dead people from so much fatigue... She does not feel what is going on around her from the intensity of insomnia and the pain that is going on in her body from that long day....To interrupt the humiliation of his heavy sleep...
a voice around her...a strange voice...what is that sound....as if someone was turning on the electric mixer... outside... in the long hall... I close my eyes and press it hard and wave my arm on the bed.....or even on my soft pillow....I don't want to open my eyes in the dark.........I don't want to imagine terrifying things.... But the sound is so loud that it is impossible to sleep in it
...Let Alaska pull the blanket over her and get up from the bed..... to put on her very soft slippers.... which consist ofSoft velvet and cotton of the finest types of cotton...... my fingers are refreshed inside it.... to walk sleepily as she tries to open her weary eyes that are filled with lust for sleep.... she is not satisfied after that..... to walk Alaska is drunk....as if she drank some drugs or something...and moved her mouth as if she was eating something.... And voices come out of her that suggest that she is scraping something under her molars and teeth..... and she is playing with her tongue inside her mouth... to walk until she came out of the dark room.. to open her eyes.... . But the light hurts her eyes.... So I made her between the closed and the open......... I smell the very delicious food..... . As if it was onions fried in a little meat with fresh meat that made my stomach shriek with hunger..... It smells very delicious..... I smell the smell of the garlic that went into the pot with the delicious chili and cinnamon... . Oh my God....the smell of a skilled chef cooking outside....I can't imagine how delicious that food would be
.....Hey, I'm getting close..... the smell of food smells more and more in my nose.... and it shows me how delicious this food is... here I am nowI reached the kitchen... I can't wait to eat...He interrupted her secret conversation by entering the kitchen with her right legs and she did not let the other man enter until she... stood in shock... her breath intersected... her ribcage rose... and her heart beats... and her eyes looked at me in shock ....a stern blinking looking at what is happening in the place.... her heartbeat is accelerating with the clockwise clocks....or even more especially the twins......she didn't even close her mouth....she didn't move or move In front or behind..... . A blink slipped from her eye, as if someone had spilled a cup of water on her, I would fall below zero shelter..... Fear infiltrated her body..... and the shiver that was running from the tips of her toes until it came close to her heart..... I try to swallow my throat.. I'm trying to catch my breath...
Alaska looks sadly at that electric blender... inside which is a female's head, her hair is long, yellow and soft..... and her eyes are stern, she looks and does not blink.... she does not move... that green ball inside her eye does not move. ..... a head and a half of its neck separated from a body that was filled with blood from its neck, which was not complete.... but half of its neck...The dark red one-quarter of the blender's water... The blood that bleeds from her head and does not stop...
To break her shock... and make her shudder.... and make her eyes close in a second and open her windows quickly... unobtrusively.... the sound of the mixer running on the head of that girl who looks like her.... made Her body rose up...and her ribcage silently sniffed. Her body shivered in terror... Fear surrounded the walls and darkened the world around me.
..A stormy wind is running inside me... My feelings have become like waves that have no limits... A mixed mixture of fear, anxiety, sadness and terror that cuts into the depths of my heart... . And the screams that my tongue suppresses to cut my breath and kill the members of my body....and...
Alaska with real horror from her heart and fear tearing through the flesh of her body and loud screams: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
~~~~~~~~~~~~~With my pen ✍️ Anonymous under the cover
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Silent Black Darkness ( The first international novel )
TerrorIn the shadow of a world full of fear.. the hormone adrenaline radiates from it, which is secreted abundantly and ferociously.. a dark, silent place.. the shadow of her heart beating strongly and ferociously like a predatory wolf in the wall of her...