The cabin has always been dull. The absence of color is something she longed to change but everything remained grey.
The walls, the ceiling, the furniture, the sheets.
When did it first brought her here? She can't remember.
Who she is, she can't remember.
All memories, emotions and longing has blurred as time went by, but the need to escape remained.
Escape to where she remains unsure, but she has to. She knows she doesn't belong here. Not in this colorless world. Deep inside her, remains a need that can't be subdued.
Daunting silence has been her constant companion, except for the occasional crash of the vile smelling sea.
The only window of the cabin faced an endless pool of carcass. A sight which terrorized her every waking moment. Animals floating like soap bubbles, clashing with each other. Sinking one another.
"Release me" she whispered in the wind, but the wind betrayed her.
It was dark when Esther came to, she rose but a sudden burst of nausea engulfed her core accompanied by a pounding headache which forced her to slump back on the bed. She lay motionless, willing the uncomfortable feelings away, but as the seconds ticked by, the pain only worsened. Her immediate resolve wasto shout but when she tried, her voice came as a whimper. Only then did she feel the dryness of her throat. She began to trash violently, and that's when the door swung open, allowing light to enter her room. Dr. Mori appeared before her, dressed in his usual white doctor's robe. "How are you feeling Esther" he asked in his monotone voice. Esther all but glared at him. TheDoctor shook his head and motioned for her to sit up. But Esther, knowing she would fail shifted her face to her right and buried it on the soft pillow. After what felt like an eternity a nurse suddenly appeared beside her bed handing a glass
It's angry, she can feel the ominous aura surrounding their colorless cabin. She stood in the middle of their living room shaking from head to foot, her heart pounded relentlessly, she could almost see it taking shape over her grey dress. The colorless sofa which is the only furniture inside their living room suddenly burst into flame.A desperate cry escaped from her mouth as the apparition materializedin front of her. She can hear its heavy breathing. Every intake of breath ittook made her take a step back. The fear it imposed upon her bloomed wildly, licking every corner of her being. She began to cry, but the tears that fell from her eyes weirdly felt hotter than usual, and as more dropped from her viridian globes, the hotter it got. It began to scald her cheeks, it started to sting. She tried to stop crying, but to her surprise, her tears kept falling, and they are now searing hot. She screamed in pain. The apparition before her only stood
Coincidences is something thatrarely happens, it is not in the least unwelcome, but never did it struck her as anything. Things happen, and are bound to happen again, in a less parallel of ways, but for Esther coincidence scarcely cross her path, therefore,her curiosity of the coincidence or maybe the shock of familiarity ledher to approach the young man who happens to be wearing a doctor's robe sitting casually on a bench near the hospital's cafeteria. When she first laid eyes on him, her first impulse was to call out a certain name, but upon deeper inspection she concluded that he is only a coincidence. But still, she found herself drawn and walked up to him. The young man has his face upturned, eyes closed and looks deep in thought. Zackary started his day full of hope and new found determination. He walked out of his room with his white coat, deciding it was time to flaunt who he is. Th
Esther squinted her eyes in an attempt to examine the young man sitting on the bench.He took her hand and shook it gently when she introduced herself. He said he is a psychiatrist. Quite young, Esther thought to herself knowing all too well the reputation the hospital upholds. Surely Mori wouldn't put his patient's best interest to someone whom, Esther at that moment judged to be inexperienced, not that she knows better but he looks really young and his features reminded herof Gen's former boyfriend. If it were not for the dark locks on his head, shewould have assumed him to be the same person."Do you need anything else madam?" the young man asked, but Esther couldn't respond, unable to, because she herself is unsure why she evenbothered the young doctor. It's not likely that anyone would come up to somebody and casually say "you look like someone I know" unless theyhave an intention of engaging them into a conversation.To others
She was born on a Sunday, it was particularly warm. The sky was an expanse of sapphire blue, lined with white tendrils of fluffy clouds.The sun beamed beautifully that day. Esther began.Zackary noticed the sudden spark of life on the old woman's voice. The way her tone pitched a bit higher and her lips marred with the slightest touch of a smile proved that she was feeling better."I just got home from church when the madam went into labor" Esthercontinued.Zackary made a mental note to keep himself focused on her story, pushing any other thoughts he had aside.The madam was so scared when she was in labor. I cannot put to words how much she screamed and kicked at everyone that day.It was bad enough that we have to keep everything sterile, since she and the master decided to have the babydelivered at home.Zackary was reluctant to interrupt but he reasoned, an input here and there would probably sho
She felt cold, the chill is seeping through her bones. She tried to move but couldn't, it's as if her entire body is frozen. When she seeked to open her eyes, her lids felt heavy like a massive rock is keeping it shut. She attempted to move again, and when she did, a loud cracking sound filled the air.The woman felt alarmed and scared, but she gave it another try, to her surprise, her left arm broke free. She brought her hand towards her face, but when it came parallel with her cheek, she felt something dripping from it.The tiny drops that came in contact with her skin smelled metallic. It confused her.In her taste of perplexity, a voice suddenly echoed inside the room she's confined in.She would recognize that voice no matter how low or loud it sounded. No matter if the tone is cold or lively. It was the shadow."I hope you learned your lesson" it said coldly. She remained si
It has been nine years since he travelled the road he is currently at, driving his rented car Ramuel Tobias couldn't help but feel the guilt inside him hurt, if it could even hurt any deeper than it already has.He rounded the last curve leading to the narrow dirt road which will open to the small town he grew up in, but at the last minute, he hit the brakes and the car came to a full stop.It was dawn and the sky is the color of light orange and gold hues. His fingerscurled tighter on the stirring wheel as he buried his head on top of it. He is not an emotional person, he never was, but what transpired after his lousy departure left him a nervous wreck. It was by accident that he found out the events after his disappearance.A native to their town just happened to bump into him inside a bar. The man he immediately recognized as Emmanuel stared at him full of surprise, he only smiled back andstarted to walk away but Emmanuel grabbed his w
Lovely sat impatiently under a tree. Ram had begged her to let him speak with the chief of police first and after, he will answer any question she has.She didn't trust him, so she choose the tree which is aligned perfectly with the front door. The sun was shining brightly now, which worried lovely, if Ram takes a bit longer inside, she would have to leave. Her mother might be worrying like crazy. She was supposed to have reached home an hour ago, knowing her mother, she must have called the hospital by now.Mr. Baldemor stared intently at the young man sitting across him. Ramuel Tobias looks nothing like he used to. The bad boy persona is gone. He looks like an ordinary citizen doing ordinary things.He had hoped that he would have been an image of himself from when he was a teen, it would have been easier to yell at him, condemn him and mock whatever life he must have had after leaving their town, but the man before him