ANGUISH
CHAPTER 46 [ When we thought that the world is cruel, we soon realize that it is much crueller—there are darker corners that devour one until none was left, and then all would be drawn, it’s either blood or tears....]
Excruciating agony that travelled across is weird. Unseen, yet painful. The distress it brought were like a disaster that destroy many. A lot of people who had suffered, if not left abandon by the world, take on accounts some things to the extent of losing theirselves to how harsh it can be.
That’s what she felt. It’s more than an oblivion, where nobody could hear you nor reach out for you. It’s more than the suffering her sickness had brought her into the moment she had been diagnosed by cancer at such young age.
[Fun Fact: Certain cancers, such as primary bone cancer, Hodgkin lymphoma
DEPARTURECHAPTER 47 [The pain brew cast on hold memories, buried and embedded onto the deepest feet to crawled upward and onwards the havoc that won’t be prevented this time—it would be much worst, the destruction that to suppress would cause lore damage and wounds...]NAIA [NINOY AQUINO’S INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT]SEIYA CLEOPATRA BUENAVENTURAThe NAIA airport as usual had the bustling people walking around, some on their phone, agitated, while the other had a smile and excitement brewing on their faces as if the flight bring them memories as if it was their first. Some clad on coats. Expensive suits she could named of striding with their luggage being assisted by some of those uniformed personnel. They looked regal, high-profiled and elegant. And there’s this majority of, who are on thei
THE OLD FACTORY’S SECRETCHAPTER 48[There are things unbeknownst to some, which lies at the back of our head; misheard screams that lay dormant, lies that soon became the truth, and the truth covering what it isn’t supposed to...]OLD FACTORY IN BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICOSome would say that fortune only favours the bold. If you couldn’t risk it, and bet something valuable no matter how brazen and crude the result may have been, you wouldn’t be able to survive. The scraps you’ll get would be in vain. The scars from simultaneously failing at the route y
CHANCESCHAPTER 49 [And so forth as it came, a fateful encounter, same face; the blood that flows they had not seen or was it another malady leading to havoc and an uproar where bloods are shed same as the old macabre...]Reed had not showed up himself.“Still no calls?” Ruscov walked to his desk.The young officer he had asked only shook his head.“Nothing from Detective Reed yet, Sir.” That was his only answer.Ruscov rubs his temples and made his rounds.This day had just gotten worst, and the fact that Reed is still out of reach made it a disaster. The past events of what took place gave him a headache, now that he can recall what occurred inside the fiscal office with a sudden visit of Paxton Garette Del Fierro. It’s their first encounter. He only know him by his name, but ot
ENDANGEREDCHAPTER 49[And when bloodsheds, everybody is at lost; taking turns to blame, regret and laments they had regained, and when no chances route to live and breathe, those who once screamed up ahead dig and dream, run and risk to whatever path they could have attained...]THUMP.THUMP. Germa waited, she is patient, her chest filled with anticipation as she lies there awake. Accustomed to the darkness, which became her company for days and weeks, she doesn’t know. All she is aware of is
PAIN CHAPTER 50 [The moment she reached the light, that’s when she realized the trap unfolded, and the monsters routed at the end and smiling at how lost and hopeless she deemed...] She was running. That was the last thing she could recall. There was a beast, whose paws were digging across the muddy ground. Her footsteps in haste leaving marks as she tried to escape. Failed attempts that could place her at her doom, but what can she do? Nobody knows where she was, there are no rescue being offered, to live is on Germa’s hands and she wouldn’t let herself perish without the justice she seek. For those who die who remain buried, their faces that had gone missing, the culprit who venture taking girls when they are defenceless. His detour that made the street be at risk for women. She won’t die here, not when she is assured that he was put behind his cells and has been
THE CHOICES HE MADE CHAPTER 51 [And when one thought all were futile, when we lost what is precious, that’s when what valuable is given value, the life thrive without any redemption] Had you ever been into a predicament where you needed to make choices? Oftentimes the call of duty, equal to what really matters to us. We get torn. We balance what we should do. We are lost, and there are instances where the decisions we put forward to cost us something important and we are aware of it. That’s what Ruscov is going to feel, which he is oblivious about. He was on his way, when he received a call. It was coming from the station. “Detective.” It was Gerry whom he could hear from the other line. He sounded to be both in a hurry as if what he is going to tell him couldn’t wait for more. Intrigued, Ruscov waited. Even he was in a
DOPPELGANGER CHAPTER 52 [And so the blood that was long forgotten came back, the debt that were once reap, life that has been sold towards the doorway of death....]RIO AMANDA BUENAVENTURA THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Are you alright?” Paxton asked her.Rio lost count of how many times he had asked whether something has been bothering her, guessing from his reaction, he may have noticed the far away look expressed and itched on her face after they boarded the plane heading to Georgia.“I am.” She forced a smile before tearing her eyes off from him, and turning to settle her gaze at the window.To tell that you are fine, although it was the opposite isn’t quite alright. She was lying through her teeth, but even she haven’t had any idea what she should of feel. It was as if her m
MURDER CASES CHAPTER 53 [ Even death knows where and how; where it could find you, and how it how it could reap the soul that should have died...] Had you often realized how cruel life was? You were just casually breathing, enjoying yourself then the next thing you knew, you felt lost, oblivious about what happened, and when did it happen. It was like you are unaware about the pit you had been plunged into. There is this abyss that is going to devour you when the time comes, death who would walk right ahead, but reap as it past on you the moment it stride. Every steps you take, and every breathe you did were just borrowed times—debt that were soon enough would get repaid by the life you tried to thrive. Debt. That’s what it feels like for Meredith as she remain on the corner, wide-eyed. She had not yet recovered from what she saw, the nightmare they had been put through inside