𝕺𝖚𝖗 𝕺𝖜𝖓 𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖘

Volume I

Everything was going smoothly the exhibition was turning out very well all the art that was displayed screamed something, something that needed to be heard by its future holder, all types of colours that were displayed on the wall were beautiful in its own way, colours make this world a better place it brings out the beauty in all of its glory.

Everyone, everything was in all kinds of colours well the theme of this exhibition was colours, so that makes sense, as Vincent Van Gogh once said "One can speak poetry just by arranging colours well"
Reading out the words written underneath a painting she sighed.

Being finally done with all the pre preps for the exhibition exhausted her but, this day, she needed this day to go well and her life will take a turn for better, this time she would get the promotion she always dreamt of. The dream that started it all while other girls aspired to be a pilot or a doctor or an engineers she had a simple yearning to become a manager, a post not too high but definitely big enough to pay the bills, a basic job, that requires expertise she offered in return for the money that would make her one step closer to her ultimate purpose.

Examining through the area to make sure everything was going adequately, her eyes lands on a black hooded figure, the individual is dressed in all black from head to toe which makes him stand out from the rest of the crowd he is the only human to illuminate this darkness that surrounds him, "maybe the colour black was what was bothering me I never really liked the colour black did I" she thought to herself as she tries to moves past the figuree hoping not to catch any unusual activity. but somehow, for some reason, her eyes stayed, they never moved.

An unexpected movement made the girl flinched. She couldn't turn her eyes away as she encountered the scene that transpired in front of her, the hooded figure was struggling to move the painting, this looked out of place, this wasn't supposed to happen, everything was going pleasingly well, what a person like him was doing here, so different from the others maybe she was just overthinking and seeing things from the tiredness she felt but something was definitely off about this whole situation.

Mustering up strength she started walking towards the man stopping just two feets away. As she was about to place her hand on his shoulder to get his attention he turned around and strode past her, his strides has tensed, he was practically runninggg, "I knew it" she sighed. The gallery's security noticed this unprecedented activity, they ran after him, what arose next was all a haste one moment she was standing the next instant she was running trying to catch up to the man, perhaps one of the worst decision she ever made because the heels were killing her already and this running was not helping at all she looked forward towards the security that was now scattering away to look for him "why did this have to happen can I not have one peaceful day in my already stirred up life"

she looked everywhere, the front, the entryway, the driveway, the parking lot nothing he was nowhere to be found "Did he just vanish into thin air" ugh the girl stopped trying to get the air back into her lungs the back, the back of the gallery, there is an alley which leads to the main road, she knew this as she frequently went there to get the quite in her chaotic life

Sprinting towards the alley to look for any signs of that hooded figure, nothing, there was no sign of anyone ever being here "that's what I like about this place the quiteness, the peace it has" the long strands of paint that garnishes the wall heightening as you move further down the path, made it look so different yet fascinating, everthing was so calm, unlike my day, she hated all of this. Gving up on finding the man, walking back to where she came from, she felt a presence behind her before she could take a glimpse at the figure that decided to made an appearance out of thin air, the person pulled her away further down the alley, gripping her wrists and clutching them behind her he shoved her against the wall. his breath nuzzling her ears, this stranger held her engulfing her, in him.

His lips escaped a shush sound sending shudders down her body, his breaths traced a path from her ears to her jawline and finally reaching her lips, He stopped just sheer inches away from her lips she was Terrified, "is this how I'm gonna die" she speculated, she was too frightened to open her eyes and gaze at her recently found murderer.
She gradually gathered up her courage and stared at him, her eyes followed the shape of his face, a black mask was concealing his mouth and nose, the hat neatly covered most of his hair, only visible feature of his entire face was his eyes, those eyes which shrieked darkness, the way he was looking at her was enough to make her pass out "how can they be so empty no emotions was apparent in them it was as I was starting at a dry desert, there was nothing" a hint of brown in them was the only color his entire being radiated. The endless depth of pain and sorrow inundated his eyes, the black in them stretched like endless midnight sky, an unsettling coldness was stemming in his eyes.

She was astounded by the magnificence that his eyes carried, the beauty it possessed the round shape making them look like a moon in the murky night, except the moon emulated the black instead of the white with stars glimmering here and there, matching the brown that the pair carried, yet the enchantment was beyond anything she'd ever seen, she was stunned, he stared back at her with the same intensity, enveloped by an aura the girl have never seen before, she couldn't utter anything at all it was as if someone sealed her mouth shut she knew at the back of her mind that if she screamed right now all this will be over and everything would go back to the way it was, but not even a single sound made its way out of her mouth, and words were too far off a case at this point, she was just blankly staring at the man now as the security strode past them thinking they were just two aroused folks going at it.

The girl tried to make her jaws move but the moment she attempted to get the attention of any security officer to rescue her she felt something pressed against her vagina, she jumped, looking down at the thing that decided to make an appearance sent the waves of fear down her body "why was he doing this" "who is he, how did I get involved in this shit" "am I gonna die a virgin" all these speculations were going on in her head and possibly the outcomes that all this chaos is eventually going to follow.

"Stop following me, no good is going to come out of this, well for you at least "..... The possessor of nations most beautiful eyes whispered against her ears causing her heart to stop beating for a second.