Oogie

Chapter 1

Tap-Tap.

My dice rolled to a stop, their pair of snake eyes staring up at me. I heaved a heavy sigh before picking them up again. I rubbed my thumb across them. Two more rolls.

I tossed the dice again, listening to their clatter as they rolled to a stop once again. I nibbled on my bottom lip. Beyond belief, a pair of snake eyes were once again showed on the red surface of the dice. One more roll.

This isn't like me. I have gambled before many, many times. Some might even say that I have a bit of a problem with it, but aside from a few games, it was always just little, trivia things. I have never wagered my life. Never my own.

On a few occasions, I would take my dice, which were always dangling from my left ear for easy access, and roll to see what choice I should make. It always helps in tough situations to leave everything up to a game of chance. Deciding whether to make pumpkin radish stew or spider leg casserole just takes a simple roll of the dice. But this isn't deciding what to make, nor is it something to be taken lightly. With one last roll of the dice...

I shake my head. No. I brought this upon myself. If fate decides that this is the best way to deal with me, then so be it. I have tied up what loose ends that I could, in the best ways that I could. Now there is only one last loose end left; me.

How could my life have come to this? How could I have reached the point in my life where I am wagering myself on a pair of dice roll?

The road that lead me to this started the day I was formed, but I guess a more accurate time would be two Hollow's Eves ago. That was the day that my steady downfall truly gained momentum and my final days bean their countdown.

I brought the dice up to my face. I scan over them for a few seconds before parting my lips and blowing on them. I'm not sure what I am hoping for. Do I want to win or do I want to fail? Snake eyes or no? I nibbled on my bottom lip again, piercing it with my sharp fang. Luckily, this body has been dead for years. I can feel no pain, nor warmth of a touch, as if that really mattered anyway.

If only things could have turned out differently. If only the hand of fate could have been swayed. With that thought, I closed my eyes and let the die fall from my fingers. Everything slowed down for me as I counted down until the sound of them clattering against the tabletop. I thought back to that Hallow's Eve.

I remember it like it was only yesterday.

Along with this, I want to try my hand at a manga/comic version of this. I am not sure how to upload more than one image onto Wattpad, if that is even allowed, so I made a blogger and put the work on it. My scanner stopped working, so the images are taken by my phone and then edited by the Windows Paint program. 

http://thestoryofoogie.blogspot.com/2015/06/oogieprologue.html

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