𝕽𝖚𝖓𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖞 𝕿𝖔𝖜𝖓 - A story of escapism

Chapter 2 - Expectation

I opened that piece of paper and saw "!won thgir ereht fo tuo teG". I could not understand it one bit. But I kept that piece of paper in my drawer, safely. Why? Because my instincts said so. Something was said there on that piece of paper. 

I decided to go back to that supermarket the next day. I went there the next morning. My neighbour said 'Good morning, Miss Velvet! Going for a walk I see! Well, have a great time, Miss!' I wished him a good day like a lady and continued my way to the market. Apparently, no one knew about that shop because of its....well...Modernity. 

As I reached that Supermarket, the supermarket sign was flickering. It didn't flicker last night. Confused, I continued to enter that place and saw that everything was destroyed and that the cashier I saw the night before was dead. He was murdered brutally. Disgusted and Disheartened, I ran back home. To not make it obvious that I was frightened because of something, I calmed down and walked back home. 

The neighbor asked 'Back already, Miss?' I just laughed nervously and went inside my home and slammed the front door. I ran to the bathroom, still having flashbacks of that gruesome memory. It was nighttime, I still got no sleep. I turned and turned side to side every second. "Oh get that out of my mind! I wanna sleep!" I thought. I heard a rough rumble in the hallway. "Something got knocked over," I thought. As I tried closing my eyes, I heard glass breaking. 

I was trembling as I thought a break-in was in progress. I picked up a vase and held it in my trembling hands as I found myself unlocking the door. I opened the creaking door to find a Tall, bony creature wearing an oversized, black cloak slowly turning in my direction and staring into my soul with its bloody red eyes. It held a huge scythe, almost resembling death. It released some kind of black smoke. I saw it strangling a person with its black smoke as it stared at me. 

I couldn't do anything but find myself loosening my grip on the vase and dropping it on the floor, shattering it into 100 shards. I slowly laid my back on the foot of my bed behind me and slowly sat down in a fetal position, that is; knees touching my chest and my hands clasping my legs closer to my body. After killing that person who was being strangled, that monster came floating near me, I couldn't do anything but just stare at its eyes. Something was not right about its eyes. Something was.....WEIRD about its eyes.

To be Continued......

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