Unbreakable Eternal Curse

The Lure of Death

Halloween is the festival for the dead. We all love Halloween, the day where anyone can be dressed as they want by hiding under the illusion that they carry in their daily life. The spooky night, anticipating the supernatural happenings when the thin veils separate the human realm from the ghostly planes rise uniting both the communities to walk side by side on the Earth. The old tradition originated with the ancient Celtic festival of, when people would light bonfires and wear costumes to ward off ghosts but, in this era, we humans are obsessed with the unknown by finding numerous ways to communicate with paranormal beings. I for one want this day never to end. After the clock strikes midnight, the new day rises after Halloween which is all Saints Day celebrated which happens to be my birthday.

I am more of a spiritual believer than the religious one. I believe we humans are not the only ones existing on this plane. I have encountered so many unexplained spectral situations that my belief became stronger. The otherworldly presence can be felt everywhere I go, whether it gust of cold air, goose bumps appearing on my skin, back of my neck prickling or sudden short shiver running through my spine. I feel I am being watched very closely; it feels like an invisible curtain is separating from my watcher. So close yet so far away. I believe everyone here has destiny to fulfil whether it is love, marriage, leader, chef, entrepreneur, dancer, joker, con artist murderer, adultery, torturer, rapist, drug addict & etc. I know you are thinking who are destined to commit crimes. Everyone's life is connected with invisible thread, in which one has to pay for others' consequences. We always hear that a criminal is always cursed by their victims, but always the bloodline suffers due to their predecessor sins. Due to these, stories spun continuously in a never-ending book.

Miserably, we won't be able to justify whose crimes made us suffer or whose generosity let us live a blessed life.

I always felt out of this world which led me to serious damages afflict the people. That's another story which I will tell you later. This tale is about the truth I discovered about myself and hoping for a better ending. Maybe or just destined to be dismissed and forgotten.

Like every morning I woke up with a headache & with a foul mood. I hardly slept for the whole month because of my weak health & after trying to sleep yesterday my sister arrived late at night for a visit making thunderous noises to settle in. I realized I am soon going to be a twenty-seven years old lonely clueless woman stuck in a dead-end job with nothing in store for me in life. Everything soon changed when I saw him in flesh & everything in my life started making sense. I knew that part of me believed that he did exist and was coming for me with him. A whole new hidden world waited to welcome and reveal my true identity.

It was Halloween and I was binge watching every supernatural movie or TV series in my office (no holiday). I feel alive when surrounded by mystical & occult beliefs, every cell in my body vibrates in the prospect of something unusually happening to me as you see or read in fiction. At seven pm, I left for home while walking in cold wet weather. I felt someone was watching me very closely. With music pounding in my headphones, I looked back as I couldn't no longer avoid the pricking sensation surfacing on the back of my neck but found the street empty. I turned and was slammed against the wall as a hungry vampire was snarling at me with his pointy fangs displaying to its fullest. I was so stunned; I couldn't utter a single word which in this type of situation is not normal as the protagonist tends to let out a shrill scream. My assailant choked my neck slowly, letting my feet dangle trying to find a surface to stand and run. His choke-hold was causing me to get dizzy and also aroused. The tense was fading away as the fog of lust enveloping in its embrace. The vampire smelled my arousal pushing himself along me against the damp wall with my legs tightly wound around his muscular waist. Rubbing his hard on my pussy sent a delicious shiver through my spine but I could feel the sensation was wrong. He sucked my bottom lip, suddenly thrusting his thick tongue in my mouth. His taste was bland but slightly metallic taste could be detected. This brought my conscious back & started to push the vampire away from him. He grew more excited as his predatory sense arose turning his rougher and humping me faster for the relief. I started screaming and trying to wriggle myself out from his grip.

'Fuck Off! Get off, you, asshole!' I shouted at him, hitting him on his face & arms but I hurt myself in the process.

'You whore. Let me taste you.' snarled the sleazy vampire.

Suddenly I was freed from his clutch, falling down on my knees gasping for air. My teary eyes were adjusting the vision to a dark silhouette standing upright in front of me. My savior started attacking the vampire with ease. He was over six-foot, jet-black shaggy hair and muscular athletic build. The vampire flew and threw himself on my savior, in turn he flipped the vampire, in a straddling position he drew the sword and chopped off his head. I was in such shock that I was unable to register what was playing in front of my eyes. The sexy raven-haired man bent at my level putting his hands on my shoulder surveying me.

'Are you alright? Do you need medical assistance?' He asked in a soothing voice. Something about his touch and voice calmed me down.

'Yes. I think I hit my head. Started hallucinating about vampires or something.' I started rambling on but in his presence my agitated nerves began to relax.

'Do you need to go to the hospital?' He asked me very calmly.

'No... You just kill a person. Why are you not freaking out?'

To that he didn't reply, kept staring deeply at my face, not one emotion is playing on his handsome face.

'Stay away.' I said with finality in my voice.

I started to back away looking to escape far from him. He caught my arm and looked into my eyes.

'Elizabeth, don't you know recognize me.' He murmured, standing so close to me that I could feel his hot breath on my face.

'I... No.'

'Now?'

'Still no.' I informed him stubbornly.

He grabbed my hand and put it on his chest which sent a cold shiver throughout my body. Looking at his ice blue eyes penetrating my soul all I could think is that his heart doesn't have beats. I snatched my hand away and stepped back creating a safe distance between us.

'What are you?' I whispered the question to him afraid someone might hear and declare me as a lunatic escaping from mental asylum.

'I am the Death.' he whispered ominously.

He looked at me from head to toe and licked his full lips. Walking slowly towards me, I found myself trapped between a wall and a man. A very dangerously sexy man who is smiling seductively at me. He breathed my scent deeply and a guttural sound escaped from his throat.

'What the hell are you doing?' I asked shrilly to which he responded by putting his arms against the wall. I couldn't help but gawk at his tattoos. Like him it is otherworldly. He lightly brushes his lips against mine, sending a tingling sensation in my body.

'I am not repeating myself again. Excuse me.' I demanded. Again, no reply.

'Are you seriously going to rape me after rescuing me from the previous rapist?' I asked him angrily. To which he burst out laughing, shaking his head while walking away from me.

'What freaking game are you planning? Calling yourself Death is not a joke!' I shouted at him, hating the distance between us as he makes a crazily horny and worst part that feels like I am missing half of my soul.

'See you soon.' he said as he put his palm on my forehead.

After that my mind started feeling fuzzy and found myself falling into a black hole.

Alarm rang shrilly, causing me to bring myself to reality. I looked around and found myself in my room. My head feels heavy and pounding mercilessly, yet something is amiss.

I kept asking myself just one question. What about last night? Did it actually happen or had dreamt it? My hand went to my neck and found myself wearing a silver charm necklace. The black stone was swirling as if it contained a black mist, silver half-moon hanging next to the stone.

One more clue which made me believe that the last night incident truly happened as I am marked for the death.