Third Person's POV
Melody, a young woman in her late teens, is running away from her classmates, who are chasing her as part of a cruel prank. She finds herself cornered in an old building.
Melody's classmates, all boys, surround her, laughing and taunting her.
BOY 1
(Grinning)
There's nowhere to run now, Melody!
(MELODY, scared and desperate, backs up against a wall. Suddenly, they all hear a strange liquid sound coming from the dark corner of the room.)
MELODY
(Closing her eyes)
Please, someone help me...
(The sound grows louder, and the room begins to shake. The boys' laughter turns to screams as they panic and run away, leaving Melody alone.)
(MELODY opens her eyes and sees a mysterious figure emerging from the shadows)
MAN
(Gently)
Don't be afraid, Melody. I'm here to help you.
(Melody still can't believe her eyes seeing a man with a gooey substance covering his body)
MAN
I heard your name from one of the boys earlier.. it's ok if you're afraid I won't stay any longer..
MELODY
No please don't leave me I'm too afraid that maybe those guys might come back and hurt me again..
(Even though she felt uneasiness Melody still managed to ask the boy's name, she gulped and took the courage to say)
Melody
What's your name?
YOU ARE READING
Softened Hearts
Short Story"In a world where the extraordinary was the ordinary, there was a man unlike any other. His form was not solid, not fixed, but fluid and ever-changing. His body, a mesmerizing dance of gooey substance, was a sight to behold yet a source of solitude...
