THE DANGER
CHAPTER 25 [ Those, who dreams to be heard would be heed, aggravated calls; victims of their own prejudice and obduracy, hence, the one buried would taste the light that were once stolen…]
BELIZE, MEXICO [DETECTIVE RUSCOV AND DETECTIVE REED]
“We’ve been here for days, yet we haven’t seen anything suspicious yet.” Reed yawned.
What he said were quite true.
It was exactly right as Ruscov and him began tailing Rio, and her whereabouts. It’s been days, and restless nights that both haven’t had enough sleep. Perhaps, ever since the case started. She’s been there, except when they arrived yesterday and they hadn’t seen her going out to where El Casa was as they least expected to, since that’s where Rio was working. Same as the other victims, and the previous one right before the massacre and abduction occurred in Mexico. T
THE PATIENT: LAURA ALZENCHAPTER 26 [And so the buried corpses soughing for justice were soon found, on a pot and a jar they were once imprisoned to an eternal depth rooted to sleep...]BELIZE DISTRICT HOSPITALHad you ever been into a slaughter house, whereas all your eyes could perceive and your ears could hear was death? The smell so strong and intense that if you were unfit, much worst feeble and frail, to endure such things would be an utter horror you had been afflicted onto. Displeasures that would clutched your throat, and the tough scent of anaesthetic that would lead wayward thoughts to clawed your guts, and you started shaking on your feet—how this day could end even. At one point, you could expect a worst scenario or much lesser than that. On the other hand, some out of fear, and a few would mostly wander – running down t
GERMA’S ABDUCTIONCHAPTER 27 [And the moment of being oblivious, the beast pounce, baring and burying its canines ‘til the poor rabbit succumbed—defenceless, laying its walls and so it finally surrendered...]BELIZE DISTRICT HOSPITAL [GERMA’S POV]When Germa first walked into the room, what had first greeted her was a woman, whose head hangs loosely, eyes cast down, and shoulders sagged down in a crestfallen figure. A messy braid nestled, and were stacked together within as if in an urgent manner towards the hood she’s clad on right exactly that moment. It still remain dishevelled, leading for a disarray appearance. Her legs were covered by a faded blue jeans— a ripped jeans rather to be exact, where holes punched right through exposing her pale complexion. She couldn’t guess how old is she.However, Germa—although it is her first time running across Laura, she could
FEARSCHAPTER 28 [There’s no escape, and the rabbit knew the trap she was entangled onto; such darkness that nothing compared, and the merciless mockery she often hears]WARNING: [This chapter may contain violence and words, which may not be suitable for your age. It could be a trigger. If you are below 18, you can stop reading. Thank you J]Had you ever have a dream, where a murky blackness swept through—dull and shaded, dim out ‘til the veil engulf and concealed the hope you seek for refuge? A pasture bridging to where dream and the reality lies. When she screamed, all fears in an outburst released how shook, and disoriented she has become; the panic that filled every fibre, when anticipating that kind of danger yet to come, but slowly devouring her entirely the moment her walls were down. She took her, when she least expect to. Her kindness that were taken for granted
ASSUMPTIONS: THE DEL FIERRO’S BROTHER? CHAPTER 29 [When all the missing puzzles came to where they are supposed to be, then another game for entertainment will resumed, the wolf hidden on a sheep, and the rabbit on a heap in a hunt put forth in that chase...] BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICO The indulgence towards the ice-cold tea prepared by Paxton, where fogs loitered around the glass had ease the stunned expression that leave Rio stupefied. It left moist as she perceived from the transparent surface—seeing through, while her thoughts wander. It keeps drifting inside her head, yet she haven’t had any guts to dropped the bomb and ask him the question that keeps bottling inside of her, and were itching to crawled, and just spurted out from her mouth. It would seems rude. Paxton knew her through Malcolm, and if she confronted him about being related to Midnight, then Paxton would be intrigued about how comes that she knew their connection. I
THE VOICESCHAPTER 30[And so the rabbit ventured ‘til it no longer can, and made a pursuit towards the danger it haven’t had any idea it was chasing after...]BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICOAfter what happened, she found herself looking back at the vanity mirror and staring at her reflection.The Asian orbs she inherited long before stared back at her, resembling where she came from; on the far side après the horrors afflicted through those visions. Revered to hunt, and the chase had never actually come to an end. It was an ordeal bore to torment her, and she couldn’t keep it any longer. The deserted madness
THE BUENAVENTURA’S FAMILY MASSACRECHAPTER 31[The nightmares do not end. The monsters don’t hide. And the beast lies on the corner; watching and prying, amused at the shattered soul it had taken since from the beginning...]RIO AMANDA BUENAVENTURADOB: January 01, 2000, St. Lukes Medical Center, South Tower, Cathedral, PHADDRESS: 0128 Lumen Street, Belize Puerte, Mexico
PASSIONCHAPTER 32: [And she was bound right before she knew it...]WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you ]Some say that there are days that will knock you out of the blue, and you’ll feel sick and tired of everything. Most times, where you’ll wake up feeling restless and drained. That you just want to take yourself out and give no damn, and slightest care about what has been going on, or whether what may the people around you has been seeing you all these years. Your soul gets weary. You just wanted to cave in within the comforting walls of your room, never to set foot outside, never to be seen and
TORTURED SOULS: SEIYA CLEOPATRA BUENAVENTURACHAPTER 33[And when all things deem to get buried—tortured souls and a girl whose face is a ruin came hunting who’s at fault...]CALAPAN PORT, ORIENTAL MINDORO, PHILIPPINESThe clouds lay wide-awake. A horizon filled with coloured panels—glossy and matted resembling a heap of those curves in an arch. They ignited in mermaid colour—the vibrant peach in pearls in a sweet anchor of blue and white. It looks calm. A chaste touch of solitude—soliciting through the waves that came back and forth, lulling the s