THE VOICES
CHAPTER 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, MEXICO
After 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
ATTACKEDCHAPTER 34[And the moment she thought she were safe, and so the beast take its opportunity and pounce towards the oblivious rabbit....]He missed.He fucking missed!If it wasn’t for Rio’s reflexes, she would have been doom. The edge of what she can saw on his hand—a butcher knife glinted. It was as large as his palms that were being clutched tightly. He was wearing all black. A mask concealed his visage, and yes, aHe, his bui
FRIEND WITHIN THE KILLER’S LAIRCHAPTER 35[When she bear no hope, and so a newfound ally lies next with her…][GERMA’S THIRD-PERSON POINT OF VIEW]The days spent on that hellhole were more than the brimstone she foresees—imprisonment prolongs, but the only difference was, the prisoner had the chance, no matter how small it was to get freed, but Germa haven't had any hope she can decipher. To foresee herself running on the fields, yearning to where Ruscov’
BEYOND HER DREAMSCHAPTER 36[As all seems to revolve in confusion, she was left—lost, wandering into a route she hasn’t had any idea what monster awaits...]WARNING: MATURE CONTENT FOR 18+ [ If you are below 18, please leave, because it may not be suitable for your age. Thank you ]“O—omg! Oh my god!” Rio was frantic when she woke up.Her entire body was shaking terribly. The gust of what happened loitered—littered memories moments earlier or has it actually happened? The occurrence left her in a fret; confusion co
FEELINGS: LOVE OR LIBIDO?CHAPTER 37[Confusion loitered, whereas the culprit remains unseen; to whom the predator and prey the justice couldn’t decipher...]BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICO“That’s stupid!Argh!” Rio was in a mess.She couldn’t believe she had just professed what she felt. The bold move she pulled drawback in karma. Yesterday events lingered inside her head, and Rio were both left ab
HIDDEN INTENTCHAPTER 38[And when the doubts flared, the rabbit cowered. She was chained, locked up lead to mistrust skeptics at what occurred or is she really solely the culprit...]BELIZE PUERTE, MEXICOWhen Ruscov left, Rio was skeptical. The doubt she orients filled her, the guts of every scenario she couldn’t stomach as it weave across her head. It felt surreal, but the death of that man had bothered Rio as she saw—no, she witnessed the gruesome torture. She had said everything, but never mentioned about the strange dream or whether if it was still a dream at