Hours passed and Marvin woke up from the clucking sound of a chicken outside. He was in a confused state. He stared down and was shocked to find out he was naked covered in his own seed.
He froze there for a few minutes before jumping out of bed and searching for his clothes. He found them in the living room where Tania laid resting.
“What happened last night?!"he asked,fear in his voice. Tania said nothing, just sat there, watching the TV. Marvin was about to leave when something on the screen caught his eyes. The body of Jennifer,the nice waitress sprawled on the ground dead. Her body covered in blood and her face smashed unrecognizable but he could tell she was the one with the plastic band on her wrist. “The poor lady might have some enemies if she died like that!" Tania asked, her head slightly turned to Marvin who stood there frozen in shock.. The gravity of the situation unfolded before him like a nightmare.
“Th..Th.. This can't be happening!". He said, his voice stuttering. “I guess life's just cruel. I mean she did have friends". Tania said, trying to sound genuine. Lying scheming bitch.
Marvin's thoughts swirled in chaos. The clucking sound he heard that morning felt like a cruel mockery of the innocence that had once defined his reality. The room, once a place of refuge, now seemed tainted with a sinister energy.
As the sad tune of reality played in the background, Marvin couldn't shake the feeling that the events of the night were intricately connected. His encounter with Tania, the strange happenings in the pub, and now Jennifer's brutal demise—all woven together in a dark tapestry that threatened to unravel his sanity.
“What do you mean she had friends?" Marvin finally mustered the strength to confront Tania, his voice a mix of anger and desperation. Tania met his gaze with a smirk, a glint of something malevolent in her eyes. “People come and go, Marvin. Friends, enemies—it's all a transient dance in the grand scheme of things," she replied cryptically. Her words hung in the air, laden with a sense of foreboding.
Dread engulfed Marvin's insides. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Tania was responsible for what happened. Definitely,she was the mysterious lady, maybe she wanted him for herself. Could that be the reason she killed Jennifer?
His mind spiraling into terror. How about Helen? Oh no, Helen, he hasn't heard from her in days and he was sure she would want to get through to him. If his hunch was right,then it won't be long until she kills him too. So,to protect himself, Helen and other people, he would have to do all she wanted no matter what.
Marvin stepped out into the night, the air filled with otherworldly energy. The moon cast a strange glow around him, and the shadows danced strangely. The world felt surreal, like he was stepping into a realm where the laws of reality no longer applied. In the forest Marvin was shrouded in shadows and moonlit mystery, each step leading him deeper into the heart of the world as if defying the limits of reality The ancient trees stood like silent twisted sentinels in bushes, their branches extended like bony fingers to beckon him forward
His mind tightened as the wind whistled with otherworldly energy, a subtle rumble that accompanied every fiber of his being. The night was filled with the fragrance of wild herbs and unmistakable flowers, adding a charm to the surreal landscape. The moon outlined the ethereal orb in the inky black sky with its soft light, casting long, ominous shadows that danced to the howling wind
As Marvin went deeper into the woods, the music teasing his ears became more pronounced. It was haunting music, hidden sounds that seemed to have crept through the fabric overnight. The source remained inaccessible, a strange presence that eluded her eyes, but touched the deepest reaches of her soul.Through the twisted branches, Marvin glimpsed a clearing bathed in an otherworldly radiance. Strange flowers, luminescent inside the moonlight, carpeted the ground, their petals pulsating with an otherworldly glow. In the middle of the clearing stood a determined cloaked figure in a flowing robe, her silhouette illuminated by using an inner mild.
The female became, her eyes, pools of darkness, locking onto Marvin's with a depth that dispatched shivers down his backbone. Her features had been both ethereal and bewitching, a timeless beauty that transcended mortal comprehension. Long, flowing locks cascaded down her lower back like a waterfall of shadows, and a silver circlet decorated her brow, marking her as a mistress of the magical arts.
"Marvin," she spoke, her voice a melodic mixture of enchantment and command. "You have entered the realm of the arcane, where reality and fable intertwine. What brings you to this sacred area?"
Marvin, captivated by the enigmatic allure of the scene, observed himself drawn to the mysterious female. "I... I felt a pull, a calling from the night. I could not withstand its embodiment."
A knowing smile played on her lips as if she anticipated his arrival. "The night chooses you, Marvin. Embrace the magic that flows through your veins, for you stand on the threshold of destiny aligned with the mysterious forces that rule this realm."
With those words, the woman held out her hand, and beckoned Marvin to join her in a heart of purity. Hesitation formed in his eyes, but a force beyond his comprehension moved him forward. When their hands met, energy coursed through her, unlocking the dormant energies within her.
Marvin awoke with a start, his body sopping wet in a chilly sweat. The ethereal woodland, the mesmerizing female, and the arcane tapestry of magic—all dwindled like mist inside the morning mild. The vibrant info of the dream clung to his recognition, leaving him in a country of disoriented awe.
As the residue of the dream lingered, Marvin discovered himself grappling with the skinny line that separated the tangible. The moonlit night time, the haunting melody, and the magical union—all have been fragments of a nocturnal reverie that had momentarily transported him past the limits of truth.
Reality asserted itself, the acquainted environment of his bedroom coming into cognizance. The moon's glow that had bathed the dreamworld changed into changed by means of the muted mild filtering via his bedroom window. The wooded area, with its twisted trees and luminescent plant life, existed only within the recesses of his mind, a realm conjured by means of the alchemy of sleep.
The dream, whilst manufactured from his subconscious, left an indelible mark on Marvin's waking thoughts. As he grappled with the vestiges of the fantastical adventure, he could not shake the feeling that the dream held an importance beyond the area of mere creativeness.
In the wake of the dream, Marvin's mundane surroundings appeared to hold a faint echo of the attraction he had experienced. He found himself scrutinizing the regular with a renewed sense of wonder, as though the dream had bestowed upon him a heightened attention to the magic woven into the fabric of regular lifestyles.
The mysterious lady from his dream, her eyes swimming pools of darkness that had held both attraction and command, lingered in Marvin's thoughts like a half-remembered melody. The silver circlet on her brow, the image of a mistress of mystical arts, left an imprint on his waking consciousness—a symbol that, while born of a dream, sparked a curious sense of recognition.
Tania hovered above him. Seated beside him on the couch,she watched him with attention. “Wh..What happened?!". He said,his arm caressing his injured head. “You fainted, perhaps the stress!". Marvin's face confused. He'd just gotten up from bed moments ago and here she was talking about stress. He tried to remember what had happened in the last hours but couldn't. It was as if something or someone didn't want him to find out. “Don't! you need to rest". Tania said, smiling ear to ear. Her kindness, pretentious. Marvin gave an appreciating smile and watched her leave through the back door. He sighed deeply as he laid back onto the couch like the couch potato Tania was turning him into. Within seconds,his eyes shut close.
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WITCH'S HEART
FantasyMarvin's life is turned upside down after his girlfriend breaks up with him. He turns into alcohol, violence and drugs. one fateful day,he meets a lady who seems perfect but underneath that perfection is a sinister being.
