Mercury

Chapter #3

A Young Girl's POV

Still in my violet coloured track pants, I rolled off the bed, craving for sunlight.
I walked up to the French window in my room, and pulled the strings of the curtains, allowing beautiful sunlight to enter my room.

I sat at the edge of my bed reading a book, from where I stopped last night. My phone started ringing, it was a call from my step-brother. I startled off the bed, remembering the promise I made to him to meet today. Running across the hall to leave the house, I wore cream jeans, a black long shirt, blue converse and let my purple hair down my back.

"Return home before seven in the evening, dear. And please be safe!" My mother reminded me as I gulped down a large glass of water.

"I will be." I threw a flying kiss at her and responded back quickly. 'The start of a gorgeous day' were the thoughts that rummaged through my head.

I kept running, until I stopped at the gate of my house. I looked my palms, while my back was burning up because of the sun rays, they turned blue. How is it that my back feels as if it is in direct contact with the Sun while my hands feel so bitter cold they even turned blue?

I did'nt think it as something alarming. I continued running across avenues till I reache-

I couldn't move to the sight. My body got paralyzed, my legs didn't move. I clenched my fist. Looking to where I was, standing over streams of blood. Fear snaked from my feet, all the way to my shoulders. The ground made circles around me, or so I felt.

Visibly cut-up corpses, lying everywhere, as if trash, and the creature who might have executed this, certainly have their characters assinnated. For titling this sight as - Satisfaction.

I felt a voice in me, to look at the corpse lying right behind me, and so I did. I turned around and sat down at the side of the corpse, my ankles supporting my body weight and my knees trying my best not to touch the bloodied ground.

The corpse had gotten deep stabs, right in the heart and at the stomach. Deep enough . . . . . for organs to be peeping out. The oceans of blood that surrounded the corpse was curdling, the heat was acting up.

"How can I comprehend such profanity and yet not even urge to puke?" I whispered to myself.

My body was trembling, my heart was crying - was it too scared?

The corpse's face was covered with it's hair, the gender of the corpse had a decimal percentage of being recognized. I could feel my hands trembling, I had a glance on them, they turned purple. The corpse's hands were clasping onto something as if it's life depended on it. I gently ran my fingers over the hands of the corpse and finger by finger, opened the clasped hands only to find something obscure!

I lifted my sight from the corpse, as I heard footsteps of someone splashing through the blood streams and running, a white figure, was the only thing I could capture. I could feel the thick and dense air, shuffle through my hair. I closed my eyes shut, only opening them to the devastated creature beside me.

The Avenue, right in the middle of the city - the place I promised to meet my brother, was now, quiet a dungeon of useless bodies.
The emptiness of the place, seemed as if as I was the only human that survived a treacherous human disaster.

I then, placed my bloodied palms on the forehead of the corpse, and used the length of my nails to move away the strands of hair that hid the identity of the corpse. Slowly tucking in the locks of hair behind the ears, it was then that I realized, the corpse had no ears, they were chopped off for good. My hands shook out of fear and disgust. Taking too much concentration over the ears, I didn't notice the identity of the corpse.

I trailed my sight to the face of the corpse.

My knees fell to the ground. My eyes widened, I crawled backwards, completely devastated, only to tumble behind another corpse, I caught my balance, as my heartbeat was dangerously abnormal. My eyes glued to the face of the corpse. I could feel my face, my body, my heart, every speck of blood in me freezing to black. My eyes only capturing the face and blackening the rest of the world.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. I wanted to shake the life into the corpse, but I couldn't, I wanted to this to be a dream, but it wasn't, I wanted time to rewind, but it didn't. I wanted to love the person, but . . . . It was too late!
The eyes will stay unblinking for eternity.

I could finally find the strength to utter shaky words, "I love you....."

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