Chapter 5: The voices
Core blinked and sat up. She was at home? Had her friend taken her home? Maybe.. She heard whispering in her ear. She looked around. They were back. Those little tiny voices are back. She sat there, wide eyes. She looked at her clock '11:59pm' she didn't just faint. She passed out. Core's red eyes settled on the blade that sat on her desk. She stared at it longingly as the voices got louder... She grasped it and stared at it. She rolled up her night gown's sleeve and pressed the blade against her smooth skin. She sliced. Blood dripped from her new and fresh cuts. She got out of bed and went to her bathroom, turning on the light and water. Core ran her arm under the warm water, stealing a glance at the mirror. To her horror, a demon like thing. Its head was attached to a long bony neck. Its face had empty sockets for eyes and a hollow smile. She ran out the bathroom. Her cuts weren't fully done bleeding. She bandaged her arm and put her boots on and ran off to the woods... The thing forever burned into her mind... It looked like Ton. But it wasn't him. Or was it him but in a nightmare like form. Trying to tell her something?
To be continued...
Could it be Ton trying to tell her something. Or is it just a warning to what happens to people around her...?
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FantasyA story about How a Creator had lost her closest friend and her best friend who died is a car crash. She couldn't take it anymore and started making small drawings. She called them her friends. But one day when she was crying, she heard a male's so...
