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It's a fake
Author: Veekeey
last update2025-11-07 23:30:53

Duncan was losing his mind. He paced his office like a trapped animal. His phone wouldn't stop ringing. The TV on his wall showed his company’s stock price falling like a rock. He felt sick. He had thrown one punch, and Leo had blown up his whole world in return.

“How do I fix this? How?” he yelled at Vivian, who just sat there looking pale and scared.

Just then, a man walked into his office. Duncan hadn’t even heard the door open. The man was… normal. He wore a simple suit and had a calm face. He didn’t look rich or powerful.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Duncan snapped.

“My name isn’t important,” the man said. His voice was flat. “I’m here to offer you a rope.”

“A rope?”

“To pull yourself out of this hole you’re in. I can help you.”

Duncan laughed, a bitter, broken sound. “Help me? No one can help me! That video is everywhere!”

“I can give you a way to fight back,” the man said. He pulled a small flash drive from his pocket and placed it on the desk. “On this drive, you wi
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  • We found a way

    The papers were spread all over the table. Leo’s head hurt. Chloe’s eyes were blurry from reading. They drank bad coffee to stay awake.“Okay,” Leo said, pointing at a typed page. “It says the focus is something personal. Something that belonged to the person… before.”“Before they became that thing,” Chloe finished. She felt sick saying it.“Right. So we need to figure out who that is. Or was.” Leo leaned back. “How do we find a person from a monster?”Chloe picked up the old drawing of ‘The Hollow One’. She looked at it closely. Then she looked at the notes about how it was made. “The notes say the spirit is ‘bound with regret and violence’. Maybe… maybe it’s someone who died bad. Recently. Darwin would need a fresh spirit, right? Not one from a hundred years ago.”Leo sat up. That made sense. “So we look for news. A recent death. A violent one. Maybe someone forgotten.”He went back to his laptop. He searched the local news from the last month. He typed in ‘unsolved murder’, ‘body

  • the hollow one

    They got to Leo’s apartment. They were so tired. Their bodies ached from the crash. Their minds were fuzzy with fear. But they couldn’t sleep. They had to know what that thing was.Leo locked the door behind them. He put the chain on too. He went to the window and peeked through the blinds. The morning street looked normal. It felt like a lie.“We need to figure this out,” Leo said. His voice was hoarse.Chloe just nodded. She sat down at Leo’s small kitchen table. She was shaking.“Can you remember what it looked like?” Leo asked. “Exactly?”Chloe closed her eyes. She saw it in the headlights. The slick skin. The long arms. The shadow face. “I think so,” she whispered.She always carried a pen in her pocket. She found a napkin on the table. Her hand was shaky, but she started to draw. Lines at first. Then a shape. A terrible shape. It wasn’t perfect, but it was close. You could see it was wrong. Not human.Leo looked at the drawing. A cold feeling settled in his stomach. “Let’s see i

  • Strange killing

    The car felt too quiet. Leo drove. Chloe stared out the window. The trees by the road were just black shapes.They got closer to the city. But something was wrong.Leo checked the clock on the dashboard. “It’s only nine,” he said. “Why are the streets so empty?”He was right. It was a Tuesday night. The streets should have had some cars. Some people. But it was like a ghost town. The traffic lights changed from green to yellow to red for no one.A few people were out. But they were almost running. Heads down. Hurrying.Leo pulled the car over near a woman who was practically power-walking. He rolled down the window. “Hey! Excuse me!”The woman jumped. She looked at them with wide, scared eyes. She didn’t come closer.“What’s going on?” Chloe called out. “Why is everyone hiding?”The woman’s voice was fast and shaky. “You don’t know? Where have you been? There’s a curfew. You shouldn’t be out!”“A curfew? Why?” Leo asked.“The killings!” the woman hissed. She looked over her shoulder a

  • The training is over

    Victoria turned to the others. The time for talking was over."Rowan," she said, her voice all business. "I need you to go into town. I need specific things. Holy water from the church on Elm Street. Real sea salt. A new blade, made of pure silver. And sage. Lots of sage."Rowan nodded once. "On it." He turned and left, his footsteps fading quickly."Leo, Chloe," Victoria said. "You stay with me. I need you to help me prepare this room. We need to draw symbols on the floor. We need to make a circle of salt. We need to be ready.""What can we do?" Leo asked, his eyes wide.Victoria pointed to a corner where an old bucket and some white chalk sat. "Start by cleaning this floor. Sweep every corner. Then, I will show you the marks to draw. We have to work fast. Before it gets stronger."The thing in the chair laughed. Victoria knew she had to do something fast.She started with the first spell she knew. She held her hands up and said the old words for “leave this place.” Her voice was str

  • possessed by a demon

    The small room in the old cabin was quiet. The only light came from one dusty window. It made everything look yellow and still.Liana was in a wooden chair in the middle of the room. Her arms were tied to the chair's arms with thick rope. Her head hung down, her chin touching her chest. She was still out cold.Victoria stood in front of her. She wasn't moving. She was just staring. Her eyes went over every part of Liana's face. Her closed eyes. Her mouth. The way she breathed. It was like Victoria was reading a book no one else could see.Rowan was leaning in the doorway. He had been quiet for a long time. Now, he spoke. His voice was low."You're thinking it, aren't you?" he asked. "The same thing I'm thinking."Victoria didn't look away from Liana. She just gave one slow, solid nod. "Yes," she said."What?" a new voice asked from the hallway.Victoria and Rowan turned their heads. Leo and Chloe were standing there. They must have walked in quietly. Leo's face was full of questions.

  • getting rid of the problem.

    On one side of the clearing, Rowan picked up two wooden swords. They were practice swords. Heavy and blunt. He tossed one to Leo.Leo caught it. It was heavier than he thought. It almost pulled him over."First lesson," Rowan said. He wasn't smiling now. "Your feet. Where you put them. That is more important than your hands."He showed Leo a stance. Feet apart. Knees bent. "Like this. You are a tree. You are rooted. No one can push you over."Leo tried to copy him. He looked wobbly."Bend your knees more," Rowan said. He poked Leo's leg with his own sword. "You are not standing at a bus stop. You are waiting for a fight."Over on the other side, it was different.Liana walked to a clear spot. Chloe followed her, moving slowly."We will start simple," Liana said. Her voice was cool. Empty. "I will show you how to block a punch. Then you will try."She didn't wait. She got into a stance. "Watch my arms. Watch how I move."Chloe watched. She tried to copy the stance. She looked unsure."

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