Ram slammed his phone on the floor so hard that it shattered to pieces. It has been two months since he arrived in their small town. He and his friends came to a decision on the day of his arrival. They will bring Gen back to them. No matter what it takes. They will help her regain her life and sanity. How to do it was a task left unanswered, but their scattered brains arrived to a far fetched resolve. Retrace the events that led up to her insanity. Nick and pick the important details, find where her insanity began and maybe they will find an answer along that road.
He took deep breaths while sitting on his sofa, remembering what made them decide on their ludicrous mission in the first place.
Patrick eyed him with contempt, Angus stared down at him with bleary eyes. "Why" they asked at the same time. Blinded by the sun and the rising guilt inside him, Ram stayed on the ground with his head bowed.
"Let's go someplace else, I will answer all your questions, but be
The heat was scouring their skin, even the blowing wind is hot as it licked their faces. His three friends now sitting with him under the shade of a tree near the cliff remained silent."What am I missing?" Ram asked again"You won't find them here, and I doubt you will find them even if you tried." Lovely answeredConfused and lost Ram glanced at the two man who sat on his left. "Elaborate" he asked, directing the question to Angus."Well, Gen went nuts alright but I don't think you know how bad it was. She kept saying something about a ghost. I don't know man. She stopped talking to us a week after you left.""The hell is that supposed to mean?" Ram answered, his voice strainedoblivious of the anger that came with it."I think its best if we start from the beginning and Lovely will be more than happy to tell you about it," Patrick retorted while keeping a look of scorn towards their female companion.Lovely had her eyes wide,
The sky is dark and moonless, the stars are also shying from her view, depriving her from what little light they could bring.She never felt hungry or thirsty, even the need for sleep eluded her, but the want to continue moving felt strong so she kept walking. Lost and hopeless, she did her best to move forward. She can't tell what time it is or how long she's been moving.It has been a long time since she left the white corridor and plunged into the dark void. Her injured arm was surprisingly healed when she awoke on the cold tiles of the hallway.The first place she emerged into after the endless darkness within the void was a field. It was scarce of anything else, just a vast expanse of verdant blanket. The place was silent, not even the blowing wind made a sound. She kept walking for hours, yes probably hours, she can't tell, when out of nowhere she saw another door much like the one she found which led her to the white corridor.
Crouched down on the floor, she felt the hand on her loosen its grip, forcing the fear away, she looked up to see the woman, but to her surprise, she's gone. She glanced towards the table and found it empty.Her solitary state brought forth a rush of adrenaline pumping throughout her body, forcing her to stand and open the red door.She suddenly found herself confined in a cage. Everything around her is covered in darkness except for the inside of her enclosure.A buzzing sound immediately attacked her, she tried to block it by covering her ears with her hands but after a moment the sound turned into a cry of children, enveloping every space around her. She craned her neck from left to right trying to find the sourcebut she saw none.She is alone inside a lone cage.She ran towards the gate but found it locked and with the shock of her previous experience still runningthrough her veins, she fell on the floor and be
The market was busy as always. The countless stalls selling meat and vegetables buzzed with the never ending gossip of people who entertained themselves withsomeone else's misfortune or luck, gratifying themselves in the process. Lovely lived the past two months of her life with her head bent, the pavement her new friend. As she passed by the stalls, numerous people greeted her with "good morning or how are you."For the innocent the greetings may sound like concern or a simple acknowledgement of one's presence, but for Lovely, she did not miss the undertone in their voices or the sneer that came after. She thought she will get used to them in time, but as the days progressed, she felt her will and self-confidence slowly dwindle.She used to barter with the sellers before purchasing their items or visit numerous stalls before deciding whose product was better, but now she limited herself into buying everything in one swoop, in one stall, as fast as she coul
April 25, 2015 (Hospisyo Estrella) 8:35 P. MThe storm is at its peak, the eye landed directly on the mountain that Hospisyo Estrella stood on. The howling wind gave out the most ominous sound Zackary has ever heard.The trees sang unceremoniously, dancing in an upbeat rhythm withtheir branches whipping sinfully. The droplets of rain fell hard above him, louder than a hail storm, and he feared they were dropping with a speed strong enough to pierce the roof.The single lamp provided for him danced and flickered like it too was fearing the monstrosity of the weather outside. Zackary laid on his bed with a heavy quilt over his body, pulled up to his chin.He can still feel the cold wind seeping through the tiny space between the wooden planks used to brace his window. He stayed inside his room for an entire day and now as the night set in and th
The blazing sun was unbearable, but Esther chose to walk despite the incessant prodding of Carl. The driver who comes to the mansion twice a week never failed to amaze the old house keeper. He remained silent and considerate throughout the years.He never questioned Esther with anything not related to his work.He comes and goes keeping himself invisible, never standing on Esther's way. Maybe that was the reason she kept him on payroll. The man knows his boundaries. Though there was once a time when he showed his concern for the young mistress of the house. He asked how she was and said he hoped that she would come home soon.His words sent a warmth in Esther's heart. The number of people hoping for her recovery is limited to herself and no one else. Almira, Gen's older sister would rather wish the young woman to die rather than see her walk out of Hospisyo Estrella. She never once visited her sister. Esther tried so hard to convince Almira but t
The high rise condominium with all its luxury and privileges stood proudly in the middle of a busy city. The building is new, painted in white and gold linings. It has a total of twenty-five floors, each one housed three luxurious rooms. Only the elite and filthy rich can afford a place so grand and Almira Calderón is one of them.Her father's family accumulated wealth for hundreds of years. The Calderon is an old family, they are an empire of their own. Her fore father's made their money by hook or crook. They indulged themselves in slavery, trade, mining, and many more. As the years progressed and technology advanced the Calderons also rode the wave.Although her grandfather had sold the companies that was under their name and decided to live in a small town, in the middle of nowhere, a thing Almira never understood, the money he made from selling his fore father's property left him a sum which will take hundreds of years for someone to spend.
Chirping birds, that was the first thing she recognized when she gained consciousness.She tried to open her eyes but failed. Something was keeping them in place, she raised her hand and brushed what felt like a gauze covering her eyes. She felt disoriented, unable to comprehend what was happening to her. She vaguely remember the details of the night she first awoke, but the image of a man with deep pools of obsidian eyes was urprisingly clear.Shifting from her bed, Gen suddenly felt a stinging sensation on her stomach, it feels like someone is pushing a knife inside her. After a few more tries, she gave up and willed herself back to sleep.Something clattering and a female voice woke her from her slumber, she stirred but the female told her not to move. She felt an arm rest on her chest trying to keep her in place. Gen relaxed and allowed the female to steady her. Without warning a needle was suddenly buried on her upper arm. It stings, but the female assured