As the figure came notoriously close. She could feel her heart beating faster by each milli second. She felt trapped. Her body betrayed her instincts to run. There was no time to think , the figure already reached right infront of her. She closed her eyes and bowed down , giving her life to the cruel fate.
The figure touched her face in a slow deliberate motion. Hairs on her body stood up. Suddenly, she fell down.
Fell down next to her bed, it was the next morning and she layed on the floor, sweating and gripping the cold floor to her fingers tips. Her heart was seconds away from jumping off the chest and she felt a limited supply of oxygen in the air. She felt suffocated.
"There is no way that this was a dream." She jumped and went to the cupboard. It is locked again but the lock was different. A greyish modern lock was strongly holding the handle. As she was about to approach it, she heard a voice from behind.
"Come on and pack ur things, we are going back home" her friend sprang to her.
"Home?..oh" she remembered that this was the last day of their camp. Walking around for a few minutes in search for some clues of Yesterday and found none.
She tried to convince herself that everything was just a fragment of her imagination as she packed her things, getting ready to leave.
A light breeze rustled through the trees, carrying with it the scent of the forest and a tinge of mystery. She couldn't help but wonder what other secrets this place held buried deep.
With a final deep breath , she swung her backpack onto her back and joined the group of campers. They smiles and bid farewells and left for the travelling bus.
But what she didnt knew was that the same diary as yesterday's was beside the hidden corner next to the cupboard. It was well-hid, like a lion hiding in the bush waiting for the right time to jump onto it's prey.
A quick guest of wind escaped into the room which caused rustling of the pages of the book to it's last page.
" Never chant and follow the mant-"
A writing. No. A warning written in an impure blood which answered and questioned everything. The warning was clear and now the real play is about to begin.
