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Midnight's Calling - The Curse Speaks6: The Curse Speaks
Mira had stepped up to her porch, and grabbed her house keys from her pockets. She turned the lock and pushed the door open, revealing the living room. She turned on the lights, and nudged her head for me to come in. I felt welcomed. The living room was painted bright blue, and had a decently sized sofa, sitting in the center of it. A circular rug had lay on the floor, with a table on top of it. There was a large television across the sofa, and an entrance to a kitchen in the corner.
“Wow, your house...it's beautiful!” I exclaimed. Mira smiled. “Thanks.”
I took off my mud tracked sneakers at the door, and left them in the small hallway that led to the living room, and then sat down on the large sofa after a long, long day. Mira waled into the kitchen, and turned on the sink, possibly getting herself a cup of water. She came back, and sat right next to me, setting her cup of water on the table, and turning on the television. As the commerc
Midnight's Calling - Kiss From a Black Rose5: Kiss From A Black Rose
I had stood around the hospital for a few days, dealing with my back injury until it fully healed, cleaning up other wounds D42 had inflicted on me, and taking my blood. I wondered how would the lab see this black blood, thinking Dr. Beckinson joked around and shipped them a vial full of black pen ink. Eventually, she let me go, saying if I needed anything, to come back. I made my way down the hallway, and to the elevator. I pressed the button to go to the first floor, and walked out of the hospital, going back into the forest. It was nice to be back outside after being contained in a sterile white building for days, with everything smelling like “Ocean Mist air freshener”.
The leaves on the trees were minimal. Most of them had fallen to the ground and mixed in with the moist earth. I walked for hours, until I finally realized that I had gotten myself lost. I hollered into the late afternoon sky, pleading for a response, but then I quickly stoppe
Midnight's Calling - The Seeds She Has Sown4: The Seeds She Have Sown
Pain. The feeling of pain lingered on since last night, when that monster terrorized me. My back was still sore. The wounds from when he had cracked his metal chains across my back were still there. They stung. The smallest irritation would cause them to open up and bleed the black liquid that had run through my body. My eyes opened, and I had staggered to stand up. Sean's red carcass was still laying there, the blood still moist. The puddle of vomit that was right next to it dried up, its stench still in the room. Sunlight was beaming from the windows. Next to me on the floor lay a large white medical bracelet, lightly stained with blood. Out of curiosity, I picked it up and read the label that encircled it.
Patient Name: Daniel J. Darkreed
Doctor Name: Laura Beckinson
Over that, in large permanent marker, read “D42”, possibly the monstrosity's name. The memories started to flood back, and then I had formed a solid conclusion. The
Midnight's Calling - The Monster3: The Monster
The thunder boomed across the sky. The rain was pattering heavily against my skin. I felt goose-flesh rise on my arms. I was breathing heavily as I looked at my house. The front door was smashed in. The windows were shattered. I walked up the stoop, and into my house. The furniture had been toppled, thrown around, or at worst, completely destroyed. Paintings were on the ground and smashed, their wooden frame thrown about. I went up the wooden stairs. “S-Sean?” I called. I was shivering, scared to see what could had happened to my brother.
I walked to his room, and quickly opened the door, only to be stopped in my tracks. I looked around the dark room, my eyes frantically shifting everywhere like a scared rabbit. There was a single one-person bed, facing outward towards the door, with nightstands on both sides. A wardrobe and dresser made of dark brown wood adorned the right side of the room, next to a closet. There were two windows on the left side.
Midnight's Calling - The Cabin-2: The Cabin-
Over the next few days, I had become very grief stricken about the deaths as I became Sean's new caregiver. I didn't want anything to happen to him, so I did as much as I can to keep both of us alive. I would stay in my room, crying my eyes out, leaving the lights completely off, all until Sean would call me for a favor. He would often comment why my eyes were red and wet, as I tried my best to show a smile. I felt like I was slowly breaking down.
One day, the mayor called the entire town to a public assembly.
“Good afternoon, Oceana. As all of you may know, the town had fallen under recent bandit attacks. Recently, several belongings have been stolen, but most importantly, town residents John and Karen Darkreed have been murdered these people...”
I began to choke up.
“This is truly unacceptable. Because of this, we ask you, the townspeople, if you would like to help us increase our defenses to prevent another bandit attack in the future.
Midnight's Calling - My Little Black Box1: My Little Black Box
“We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming for a special news bulletin. There has been an update of the story behind town culprit Daniel Jonathan Darkreed, who has been suspected to be the culprit behind the several murders of town citizens, including his brother, Sean Darkreed. The mayor has asked town citizens for any leads to this culprit. Stay tuned for further coverage. In the meantime, if anyone captures or sees this individual, please notify the Oceana town guards immediately. Your actions will be handsomely rewarded.”
I turned the television off, getting up from my large bed as I went to draw the shades. I pushed a nearby nightstand in front of the door, and leaned against the wall that hugged the shadows of my room, breathing heavily. The townspeople had known nothing. You might be asking why I am hiding, terrified of the outside world, staying within the shadowy confines of this room. It's because the townspeople can't tell two peo
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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