My eyes slowly opened, atleast, i think they opened. There is only total darkness in view, however, i can hear creaking on a wooden floor, someone is in this room with me. I couldn't scream, my voice is muffled by a bandage around my head. As the person in the room hears my attempt to scream, he removes the bandage around my head, allowing me to talk, scream or whimper for my life.
"what do you want from me?!" i screamed, my voice rambling making my fear be really obvious. There isn't any response, just a slight chuckle of amusement. "Don't try to call for help or plead to be freed, no one can hear you whatever you try." said a male voice with a hint of amusement in his tone.
"Now keep your tone calm, i'm not deaf, i don't want to have my eardrums pierced by a little brat like you." the amusement in the male's voice got even more obvious. my fear was becoming unbearable, i just wanted to leave, i was afraid of what will happen to me. A small noise of liquid pouring was emited in my surrounding, i couldn't tell where exactly it came from, it was followed by bubble noises. Like the crackling noise that bubbles of a soda can makes.
i kept my tongue and worries to myself out of fear, i took the time to calm myself and when i though i started relaxing, my vision suddenly came back, i realized i was blind folded eversince the beggining. Now i could finally see the man that terrorized me for all those months. The man was a pure white tall cat in a lab coat and blue leggings.
In his hand, a large cubic battery connected to a little red button, and two cable passing behind the chair i was stuck on. "do you know what this is? that's right, a 70 volts battery." He said, his blue eyes now staring in mine. For some reason, as his icy stare met my delicate pink eyes, i felt something, like lighting striking me, felt my own body vibrate from my toes to the top of my ears. "Holly shit what the fuck? why am i feeling this shit?" i thought to myself, somehow swearing came to my mind, i usually found this language as offensive and wouldn't use or think even a word about it.
At first, yes i thought he was uh, attractive but i'd rather disregard that since this isn't the moment at all to daydream. My scared expression slowly turned into intense relaxation, so much so i didn't notice the man was talking to me. "hello, anyone home?" he said, pulling on my hair. this instantly brought me back to reality that i was still in this dark and scary room tied up to a chair, not even thinking about what would happen to me, but i couldn't care more than just looking at him. My gaze got more and more overwhelming for him, he looked away and avoided eye contact for a while.
"holly shit, i can't those little eyes are too cute for this" the man mumbled under his breath, he liberated me and turned on the light. "listen, i'm just gonna let you go and pretend this never happened." he said, i did it, i got myself out of there but i'm not going to stop here, i got this far in charming him and i'll go all the way even if it goes too far.
end of chapter 3
also the man is named Alexander and he's 23
Roxanne is 19 in this, michikiru's (fictional country they live in) legal age of consent is 16, now don't scream things about the interest of Rox being illegal pls
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Cursed
Horrorcursed is a mild horror story about a teenage girl's paranoia, and the threat she has to face.