Julianne Victoria
"Ate, gising...ate..." I could hear the distress in my sister's voice, but what for? Pinilit kong inimulat ang mga mata pero nanlalabo ang paningin ko. I felt groggy. Hindi ko rin maigalaw ang mga kamay at paa na para bang nakatali ako.
No...this can't be happening again.
Pilit kong inaninag ang paligid, thinking that my mind was just playing with me and that I was just dreaming. I could feel my heart beating erratically as I tried to recall on my last memory which was...Dexter was singing that Cranberries song.
God, no! Nanlamig na ang mga kamay ko at kaagad na nanlumo ang aking pagkatao habang unti-unting nalilinawan na ng lahat at nakumpirma ang kung anong nasa paligid ko.
Just like riding a bike...
Pumikit ulit ako at pinakiusapan ang sariling kumalma bago ibinukang muli ang mga mata at ngayon nga ay malinaw na ang nakikita. My whole being was instantly enveloped by a familiar dread as I saw my reflection on the mirrors on the wall.
"H-hindi..." I whispered in denial. Lumingon pa ako sa paligid para lang mas makumpirma na hindi talaga ito panaginip.
It was if I never left...
"N-no..." Pumiyok ako nang makita ang pamilyar na record player sa bandang kaliwa ko at sa kanan naman ay ang pader na may foliage wall paper.
Then there it was at may far left... the dinner table from hell na sigurado akong may nakahaing beef lasagna.
And that meant...napatingin ako sa suot ko.
"God...why?" Tanong ko sa kawalan ng nakumpirmang suot ko nanaman ang red dress.
And judging by the smell of it, I think it was one of the actual dresses that Dexter made me wear when they tortured me. I could only imagine the sweat, tears and blood that it endured during those times and how I wished that I was only just dreaming.
Or..it could be that I had never really escaped them? That it was all in my head: the rescue, recovery and...my baby? Nagpumiglas na ako sa huling naisip. Pero...
"Ate.."
Pero nandito si Marj. I snapped my head towards the direction of her voice pero hindi ko siya makita. I check at the mirrors on the wall and confirmed that she was bound behind me. Naghanap pa ako ng mas malinaw ng anggulo at kung pwede lang ay magising na talaga ako kung bangungot man ito dahil nakasuot rin siya ng red dress.
My heart broke at the mere thought of my sister experiencing the same things that I did in this very room.
"LET HER GO!!!!!" I shrieked, I was feeling unhinged.
The twistedness in the way they made my sister wear the red dress made me felt extreme fear at hindi ko pa ito naramdaman kahit noong naabduct ako. Maging ang kalamnan ko ay nagsusumigaw na hindi ko dapat ito hayaan.
"Ako lang ulit...pakiusap!"
"Ate...calm down...let me...hang on, let me recover myself."
I stilled. Pilit ko siyang nilingon pero buhok niya lang ang nakikita ko.
"Anong ginawa nila sayo? Are you hurt? Did they do something to you?"
"Hindi...wait... They must have injected me with something. It's wearing off. Save your energy, por favor."
Natahimik ako. My rationality kicked in with what she said.
"I hate that this is happening...I hate this..."
BINABASA MO ANG
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