The amount of alcohol in their system was already high, Patrick's sight was
swirling and he barely had the strength to down another gulp. Ram on the other hand is still poised to take another bottle."so, are you gonna tell me?"
"Tell you what?" Patrick slurred, his words barley made it out his mouth. He could feel the familiar sting bubbling up his throat. Yup, he is about to vomit any minute now.
"How in the world did you become a police man?"
"No reason, I didn't have anything else to do. Didn't have a dream or whatever" his words rolled out his tongue accompanied by a spasm on his shoulder, before Patrick could leave his chair, vomit splattered on the table, followed by his head, which fell forward with a loud thud.
Ram didn't know whether to laugh or feel angry. The sight was comical yet, it brought a familiar feeling, he suddenly felt melancholic. How many times did they vomit on each other in the past? How many times did they fall aslee
Lazy wind blew through-out Hospisyo Estrella, heat from the sun sent rivulets of perspiration down Zackary's body, sweating profusely, his black shirt felt damp on his skin. Another black out came upon them when a short circuit disrupted their power supply. It has been happening quite frequently. The electrician explained that the wiring in the hospital are old and faulty, it was normal. The young doctor continued to walk towards the far side of the main building.Mori asked to meet with him inside the gazebo, apparently the old doctor has decided that he should join him on his sessions with Gen. He was shocked at first because Dr. Mori clearly stated half a month ago that Zackary should focus solely on the other patients. Gen, as he explained, should be handled only by him. Zackary refused at first, reasoning with the old doctor that Gen's case is too rare to pass up, he needed a case like that to further his knowledge, but doctor Mori refused.Yet last night, Mori ca
A beeping monitor and the sound of doors sliding open and shut filled his ears. He stirred on his bed. The smell of antiseptic and lemon immediately filled his senses, reminding him of the hallways at Hospisyo Estrella."Mori dear," the voice sounded as old as his, the worry in her tone was notmissed by his still sharp hearing.He slowly opened his eyes and is immediately greeted by the worried look on his wife's face. Her eyes are moist and the track left by her tears on the foundation she must have carefully dabbed on her face looks alarming. She must have cried the whole day."How are you" she asked, her voice hitching as she tried to subdue hertears.Mori smiled at his wife, he raised his hand and run the pad of his thumb below her eyes, wiping a tear that managed to escape. "You are aware that something like this will happen love" he answered."That's why I asked you to leave that damn hospital" she complained, but her voice was fa
Lights everywhere, Buildings after buildings, car honking one after another, the air feels stuffy and smelled of gasoline.The street they are walking on is littered with homeless people, he screwed up his nose as he whiffed the smell of urine. Angus is someone who preferred the countryside so he never visited the city.Carry once begged him, even threatened him of suicide just to have their anniversary celebrated in the city, but he declined. There are things he is willing to do and the things he decided not to do are written in stone. No one can force him."You look like a fish" Patrick teased, when he saw how Angus kept opening and closing his mouth while scrunching his nose every now and then."I feel like I'm about to suffocate" he complained while he falls behindhis two friends."Walk faster, we just need to get to the Inn" Ram replied."Why do we have to get an Inn in a place like this, can't we go somewhere, I don't
It arrived in the darkest cavern of her thoughts, the barrier, a testament of her poetic injustice, laden with the foulest reasons of her pain. The leafless mangroves that bent towards the obsidian liquid, represented the ripple of her wavering soul. The foul smell of rotting flesh and vegetation is an aroma which cradled her sins and regret. It took a step forward, its shadow like foot dipping without weight. It did not sink, but blended instead.The dark water beneath it bubbled, exploding into tiny rivulets of dark liquid, releasing a poisonous mask of gas as they gently splashed back into their murky origin.It took another step, but its weightless foot once again failed to submerge. It floated on the dark murky liquid, gliding as it continued its journey, but as the dark world sensed its presence, the liquid suddenly took a gelatinous structure, its sudden sticky state glued it into place.<
It is a peaceful morning, the smell of fresh green grass whiffed through her nose. Gen stood behind her open window, she tilted her head and allowed the sun and breeze to lick her face. It has been more than a month since she woke up. Why did she go crazy anyway? No matter how hard she tried in the past weeks, nothing came up. The last memory she can remember is Mike and the argument. The pain that night left on heart, she can still feel. It's as if it happened just yesterday. Many nights she tossed and turned on her bed, willing the pain away.What happened to him? Did he visit her during her time in the hospital? Does he even know? What does he think of her now? Where is he now?She was told that Esther, her house keeper was finalizing a few things before she could visit her. Gen was disappointed at that, she wanted to see her, hug her, ask her how she is, but no matter, Gen can wait.In her days, cooped up inside an empty room, Gen also thought about her frie
Monday morning, the sun as always, is shining bright, but the heat, thankfully, was mellowed by the cool breeze coming from the dense forest surrounding Hospisyo Estrella. Zackary Salvador stood proudly in front of his full body mirror, his collared blue shirt accompanied by a blue tie is tucked in neatly under his black pants. His white doctor's robe on top of it completed his attire. He parted his jet black hair to one side, just as he always does and held them in place with a hair wax. He slid in his black shoes, and finally, pinned the silver name plate bearing hisname and tittle on the left side of his robe.Genelyn Calderón woke up around four in the morning. She never intended to wake up so early, but her dreams are getting worst. She started having them about a week ago. It left a painful and heavy feeling, but what worries her more is the fact that she can't remember what the dream was, only that it left her hurting. Not physically, no.. It is more of an
Gen continued to describe the triangular garden at the back of the Calderon Mansion. She spoke of rare assortment of flowers and trees. She spoke how the Bermuda grass looked like a verdant blanket on the ground. She spoke about the species of butterflies that lived inside, the crickets that sang sweet melodies. She spoke how owls often perched on the benches at night, some even falls asleep claiming those bench as their own during the day.Zackary kept the camera rolling and his eyes on her, but his mind was nowhere inside that room, he found her description vivid and well described that he couldn't help but picture the place itself. The way her voice pitched a bit higher when she said something that made her happy, sent shivers down his spine. There was something in her tone, something nostalgic, something infectious.Gen recounted the days of her childhood, she spoke of the memories that surfaced. She can't tell whether they were true o
The flashing lights and subsequent change in their color was dizzying Angus, the loud music, the smell of liquor mixed with sweat was overwhelming. The woman beside him scooted a bit closer, her huge front barely concealed by the tiny off shoulder blouse she wore is open for the world to see. Her leather mini skirt and knee length black boots was too much for him to handle. He felt hot and very uncomfortable.He wanted to ask for a break, he wanted to run outside the club, breathe some fresh air and maybe go back to his home town. The city life is not for him, the woman beside him snaked her hand inside his shirt and teasingly lingered down to the belt of his black pants. Yup, city life is not for him. There were clubs back in the province, but the women working there are not as bold as the one's in the city. He flinched when he felt something snake its way inside his pants, was the woman beside him trying to fill him up in front of everyone, he thought in
January 2075 (50 years later)The small town which was once covered with a dense forest, now lay bare. It's morning had never seen so much sunlight.Trees fell on the ground as multiple chainsaw sliced through trunks of hundred year old trees."Get a move on it" a man in a worker's uniform yelled.During the afternoon, the head engineer Mark Valentino arrived and instructed the workers to take their break, calling to his side the head representative of the lumberjacks."How are things? The engineer asked. The man smiled and assured him that the work will be done in the alloted time.Marlon Velasco, a seasoned lumberjack tugged on the engineer's sleeve. They are childhood friends and had been helping each other through out their life."Are those businessman sure about this?" he asked while taking the bottled water his friend held out for him."What do you me
Ram walked up with a limp towards his friend. The two of them have been awake for three days, but none of them said a word to each other.He sat himself beside Angus. He has been staring blankly at a wall since they woke up. Their beds are positioned beside each other because the detectives from the city requested that they remained together, and to not leave town before the investigation is over."How are you holding up?" he asked. Angus did not answer, but acknowledged him with a smile."When this is all over, why don't you come with me, forget this place and leave everything behind."Whether Angus Severino wanted it or not, he bobbed his head in reply. Everything felt unreal. "Gen, what exactly happened to her? They said she's missing and so is Lovely. Why are we alive, why did she spare us?" Angus murmured.But his question received no response.Angus was told his wife was taken to a mental institution. He couldn't help but blame himself,
Anita Milluki sat motionless on a tree stump outside the Calderon mansion. She watched as more people gathered to take a peek at the bloody incident. Her daughter's body is yet to be found.Numerous body parts was taken out of the mansion, along with the mangled body of an old man and Esther, poor Esther, who was found hanging by her neck inside her own room.She watched how Carlos Baldemor drove off into town to follow the car that took his son to the morgue, she gazed in silence as the old woman smiled at the unconscious body of the giant. Her eyes stung when the gorgeous lady cried, still with grace, at the body of the old man.Anita Milluki stood from the stump and decided to take a walk. "What happened?" she thought to herself, but no one can probably come up with an answer just yet. She decided to head for the garden that Lovely adored so much. Her daughter spent countless nights and days inside that garden. Playing and dreaming with Genelyn Calderon. Was
(Wednesday morning, 9:00AM Aug 2015)A continuous knocking on the front door of chief Baldermor's house rattled the entire House hold. With hazy eyes, the police chief stepped out of his house wearing a thick robe and was immediately greeted by a lavish looking woman."Good morning sir. I was told this is the house of the town's chief. Will you be kind enough to guide us towards the Calderon mansion?" the woman asked politely.Her stature and demeanour left Carlos Baldermor mute. The last time he heard someone speak formally and saw a woman hold herself with grace was when Althea Calderon asked for his help about getting a licence." Su.. Sure" the chief answered, his words rolled out unintelligible due to the rapid beating of his heart.It only took Carlos Baldemor a few minutes before he found himself outside his house, standing infront of a graceful lady and a bunch oth
Esther watched from the space between the dining room door and its frame. She saw everything, heard everything and for the last time, Esther cried. She recognized the contorted figure standing behind Carry. Her heart broke and her dreams shattered. The old house keeper silently walked towards her bedroom, closed the door and pulled out a nylon rope from her drawer. As she pulled her rocking chair towards the middle of the room, her door slowly opened and a dark shadow like matter slithered on the floor followed by a contorted figure.Esther smiled and without fear or hesitation, she walked up to the being. "It's alright love, no one can hurt you now" she whispered.The thing let out an ear splitting scream and wrapped its contorted arm around the house keeper's body. Esther did not flinch or took a step away. She let it hug her and watched how it turned away, leaving dark wet foot marks on the floor.(Wednesday, 2:
As the coldness inside the room increased, so did his body. Mori can barely feel his fingers and toes, his lids felt like they were frozen in place. His eyes watered and salty liquid began to cascade down his cheeks.The weird obsidian liquid slithered up to his bed and as it reached his foot, a low chilly voice whispered into his ear. Mori tried to turn his head to the side, but it too, felt frozen in place."Do you believe?" the voice asked.Mori wanted to answer, but what came out is nothing more than a gurgling sound.The old man watched in astonishment as the liquid wrapped itself on his foot and slithered up his tighs, curling to his smotach, until it swaddled him completely.He felt his chest tighten as the liquid constrict around his body. His already labored breathing completely lost, as the foreign matter gave one last compression.He always wondered what death would be like. He never believed that winged beings will welcome him, o
Thunder rumbled across the horizon, lightning flashed as rivulets of rain pellted on the roof of the Calderon mansion.Ram huffed and gave Zackary another punch on the cheek. The young doctor who was already stumbling from the first blow, fell on his knees."What did you do to him, you son of a bitch!" Ram yelled. Angus ran towards them to mediate, but was immediately caught by Mitch's man."Talk ashole!" Ram screamed angrily as he tried to kick Zackary who was already squirming in pain.Zackary, with his pride, wounded and body beaten, grabbed Rams right leg as his left tried to kick him, sending Ram out of balance and falling on the floor.As the two fought each other. The lights went off. Everything and everyone went silent. Only the sound of thunder and rain can be heard."What's happening?" the voice of Genelyn Calderon echoed through out the living room. Everything happened fast, the next sound each man heard was the voices of two wome
(10:35 P.M August 2015)Zackary froze in place. He thought his eyes were playing tricks on him, but when the image of Mitch fully registered itself on his head. He tried to run back upstairs.Damien shivered and accidentally released his hold on Mitch when a dark foreboding shadow radiated from the man. He had seen many things in his life. As a child, the weird dark shadows that loomed over people was a constant thing. When he was sent to the mental institution at a young age, he fought hard to prove he wasn't a liar. He desperately begged the doctors to believe him, but when they started to make his life miserable, he stopped and learned how to live with the weird things that surrounded him. His life got better and in time, the doctors began to treat him well and released him from the institution, fearing the judgement of people, Damien stayed at the hospital as a worker, deciding to remain silent, forever.Everything was going smoothly for him and his aunt, un
The evening felt colder than usual, the breeze from the forest surrounding the small town of Sutoria sent a foreboding chill down everyone's spine. The market which usually stayed alive until ten in the evening was deserted. Houses are shut due to the relentless wind dancing across the horizon, even the gossiping women who often strayed on the streets of Sutoria retired earlier that night. The police chief asked his men to retire early too, but warned them to keep their phones and ears open. He didn't hear of any storm coming their way, but the weather told otherwise.Angus guided Delfin around town, they managed to find a local store still open and bought the beer. The baker's son, with his naturally born intelligence also bought candles and flashlights. "just incase we lose electricity" he said to the teen who was eyeing him with curiosity.They drove back to the Calderon mansion with haste. ***********************************