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Cursed: Chapter 1Chapter 1: Awakening
Gabriel slowly opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first but it soon cleared. He was in a dimly lit room lying on a cold stone slab of some kind. Heavy satin curtains draped the ceiling to floor windows. He tried to sit up but instantly slumped back down.
"Whoa there, son, don't try to move just yet" came a voice from the shadows.
Gabriel panicked. He shot up from the stone table he was laying on and jumped to the floor. His legs shook, then gave out from underneath him; his body was shaking, and not entirely because of fear. He steadied himself on the side of the table he was laying on and looked around the room.
"Hey it's alright, just calm down" came the same voice.
Just then Gabriel saw a figure emerge from the darkness. He was cleaning his hands of what looked like blood with a white cloth.
"Don't over exert yourself, your body is still healing" he said.
The man who spoke was an older looking man, around his late thirties, early forties. He wore a blue h
The Last Night -Short Story-
October 2, 2007
-The Last Night-
Caden walked slowly through the empty park. He walked as if he was dragging himself, body hunched over, his cheeks stained with tears. He was covered in black from head to toe, as he always was. He heard his name being called in the distance; he lifted his head. His hazel eyes appeared empty, dark circles surrounded them; proof he hadn't been sleeping. He saw a figure step from the darkness, into the light of a nearby street light; a slight heaviness was lifted from his heart. Caden staggered towards him, almost falling into his arms.
"My god, Caden"
Caden looked up, his eyes met a kind set of blue eyes. They belonged to Darin, Caden's only friend in the world.
"What the hell did you do to yourself?!" Darin demanded, holdin
All I remember was running; just running. My heart was pounding in my ears, my chest tightened so hard, I could barely breathe. I was struggling for air, but I knew I couldn't stop. I gripped her hand tighter, making her keep up with me.
'Don't look back, Aeva. No matter what you do, don't look back.'
I could hear their high pitched shrieks behind us, their claws scrapping against the wooden floors and on the walls. They were gaining on us. I reached the grand staircase, still clutching her arm in my hand. Despite there was barely any air in my lungs, I ran up the stairs. My legs were burning, my muscles tightened. Suddenly, she fell. She tripped on a step and was within arms reach of one of the creatures. I tried to pull her away, but the beasts hand latched onto her skirt, ripping through and into her flesh. She screamed, crying, begging for me to help her. These creatures were stronger then I, quicker too. The only thing I could think to do was kick
The Parlour IncidentOne day in July, I believe it was, I found myself sitting with several acquaintances in Christopher's parlour. It was one of those deliciously lazy afternoons which only the summer in her full glory can bring. The room had a wan, listless light to it, relaxing the other guests and myself as we languidly chatted over tea and crumpets. The air was also sluggishly heavy, dulling the senses to a slowly-blended calm engendered by the heat of St. Othniel's southerly climate.
At length, after much stimulating conversation, Christopher stood, producing a book of sheet music.
"What do you all say to a bit of music?" he asked.
"Certainly," I answered.
"Oh yes, please do darling!" Tabitha exclaimed, "he's quite the maestro."
Christopher laughed, shaking his head.
"Now, now love, I'd not go that far."
He strode over to the piano as the other guests urged him on. Ida entered the room bearing a merrily steaming teapot and more crumpets.
"More tea sirs?" she inquired, shooting sideways glances at her
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