His intentions was to end everything and now, he was intending to commit suicide. He got to the rooftop and glanced below his mansion as he could view the height at which he stood. There was feeling of remorse written all over him that he couldn't think anylonger but just wish for death to come. His heart stopped beating at every place that his eyes gaze upon made his skin scorch hot. His eyes took a glimpse at the sky which was cleared of the cloud. Perhaps, it was anticipating for what Alex's next plan could be. It not surprising that the sky would bear witness of his death because it was going to be in an open space. Certainly, he thinks that's the only way to end his guilty conscience or the grief, betrayal among other things that had taken place in his life.It would just be perfect with no one asking or blaming him from killing himself after all, his execution might be death or life imprisonment. He was standing on the guardrail. The rain had subsided and only the cool breeze b
It was like though everyone was suspicious of the other as the state was unrest. Rumors had it that he must have vanished into thin air and would appear with full vengeance to destroy the world.He was now becoming a myth or perhaps legend of evil. More appalling was the fact that his disappearance was causing chaos in the state.Rodger was at his place of work, though, he hadn't given up yet on Alex because none of their safety could be guaranteed as long as Alex was still out there. His eyes were on the screen of his laptop as he was seated close to the window.What he was busy with was trying a possible way to track Alex down. He had been having sleepless nights since the disappearance of Alex. Deep down, Rodger could feel that Alex could come out of the blue and attack both him and Natalie.That was something he was avoiding because judging from what was going on. He believes Alex wouldn't let this moment by. It must have gotten to Alex's ears that he and Natalie were now together
"You killed my sister, made my life miserable, became a serial killer and now you're claiming rights! I hate you so much! How could you despicable man! I should have killed you when you requested me to" She nagged struggling to get lose from the chair. He shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes around the place."You're at fault also, for cheating and I hate cheaters... I love you so badly...""You're obsessed Alex! It's not love! And I would never love you don't you understand!" She raged groaning as hatred for this man possessed her mind and head. How could he say he loves her when all he does was to hurt her.He wasn't going to get away with his crimes and she would see to it that he doesn't. However, how was she going to do that when it seems like she had been caged in this place and having nowhere or a means of escaping."It's love and I hate you seeing you with other men, have a taste of your medicine with your lover" he raged ruffling his hair as Natalie squints her eyes at
While she spoke, Alex recalls when he was young and during those moments, he recalled when he pretends to be a naughty boy and cause trouble in the neighborhood.Natalie was always with him and the fact that she always stood by him gave him hope that he was never going to be alone, and it made him feel guilty that he was doing that. Alex glanced at the window as he was lost in imaginations over what was going on. Though it was frightening, but he could tell that he could make a change. He suddenly remembered in his neighborhood how he plays around and make his parents yell often, Tim before relocating with his stepfather and siblings who were pains in the neck.The chirping of birds, rowdy crowds and bright display outside the plane made him relieved, it felt like he was in a new world, away from the darker side.He strained his body, made a twist of the waist, swung his arm and smiled with satisfaction. Sitting for long hours made him sick, and he was glad the whole scenario was over
Natalie woke up only to realize that she was still with Alex, though in her imaginations, she had slept off before the arrival. She wished everything could just be normal but she was abducted and could do nothing about it. Natalie could perceive that he had brought her to another room.The bright illumination from the florescent light which shone from above snapped her eyes into full force. Her eyes gazed at the white ceiling and peaceful quietness.The sweet fragrance lingering around the room caused her nose to sniff. Her eyes rolled down and met the blanket she was covered with. It was different and this time, she had clothes on.Natalie cussed at why she still has to meet the same scene and there was no going back. Immediately, she flipped the blanket off her wondering if she had woken up in another place.She rolled her eyes, and gasped when she recalls what transpired last night. It could only mean she was still in this stranger's house. Frustration sway all over her face as th
His eyes scrolled around as he had shown up where Alex told him to come. His secretary was right behind him as he found this place creepy, yet he was intrigued to know more about how the beef between both brothers over a woman would end. The secretary had a camera with him to record the situation because he viewed this as fun.Meanwhile, eyes trailed towards the rooftop where he could find Natalie and Alex standing opposite each other and speaking some words to themselves. Rodger sensed Natalie was in danger, as with those eyes that she uses to gaze at Alex.He was still at that spot when he saw that Alex had brought out a gun and pointing and handing it over to Natalie who had tears gushing. For his secretary, he saw no need of accompanying Rodger all the way to the rooftop as he wasn't one who could stand it if a fight breaks out, and so he preferred to stay back and wait for his boss. Furthermore, he was to get the cops over there.Fear had gripped Rodger as he is quickly rush to s
Alex winced, as it was unimaginable that he hurt this woman badly out of his own will. It was disturbing for him, and nothing was going to make him change his mind from dying.He couldn't even wrap his arms around her out of guilt. She was sobbing so much for the man who made her life miserable, and all she advised him to do was to face the truth and not run away from it.She refrained from the hug and let out a wry smile.“I really can't say it's not your fault Alex but ever since, you've been a victim…how it must have felt that all your life, you never had any happy days and…” She stopped talking as tears had choked her voice. Alex wasn't crying, but only stared at her in a sober mood.“Why do you always choose to stay? It's ridiculous, do you still…love me?” He muttered, and her response was that;“Maybe I'm insane”He nodded with a brief smile and sniffed. He lowered his eyes to her feet and could see that she was hurt around her ankles. It burdens him that he couldn't think strai
She ran along with the stretcher and would have gotten into the theater as well if the doctor didn't stop her on time. Rodger arrived a few minutes after Alex was taken into the theater. Her eyes had tears filled in them that she could bag the award of being the queen of tears.He desired to hug her because she was looking so agonized and weary that he could predict that she would collapse any moment from now. His secretary was shivering where he was. It was the first time that secretary was seeing someone falling off at such height.Natalie was by the theater door and Rodger had to bury his pride, paced towards her and cuddled her in his arms. She sober the more, hoping that everything goes fine and that Alex survives.That was just how she was, worried over people who she was close with and couldn't stand the chance of losing any of them because they were dear to her.He had to take her outside the hospital as her heart was beating really fast, and she couldn't control those tears o
His nervous eyes suddenly turned dark as his tender feet hide behind his mother. His chapped lips muttered some words as his sad face could prove that something troubled him. He looked timid as his ears tingled at the sounds he heard which drew his attention to the scene displaying before him. He sensed the tears of children, wives and mothers. They were at the train station and soon, those they came to say goodbye to would depart. It made him scared as his eyes met the gaze of the young man who intended to kiss his mother. The place he stood with his mother was rowdy and it gave him goosebumps as his hands held the garment his mother held. His grip on the garment of his mother tighten as a young man waved at him with tears gathered in his eyes. It felt that was the last moments he would see the one person he looked up to. This lad had a lot of disappointment buried inside of him and had wishes to turn back time. Today was a day his lips had to mutter goodbye to his father who was a s
Dark tree trunks, shadows, overhanging limbs across the path seen at the last second, clumps of bushes, barely visible black trails snaking through the undergrowth. The moon shone through a lattice of leaves, patchy sky and stars seen in glimpses through tree breaks, tall shadowed pines stretching up like arrows into the sky, streaks of cloud against the earth, Wind slipping through leaves, cracking undergrowth with each step, creaking tree trunks, the flutter of wings unseen, snapping twigs, grass. Heavy pants could be heard through this dangy wood as a man could be seen covered in blood while holding a little child in his arms. His torn outfit, bruised face, dangling hair could tell he was escaping. His feet never gave a halt to the impending danger behind him as surviving from his raging foes was all that matter. He curdled this petrified child tightly, groaned in pains and tottered deeper into the woods. His only energy was the child he vowed to keep alive despite the pains and hu
He held a mini box in his hands and a headphone on. His lips mumbling words and his head nodding slowly. His feet stride slowly as the environment he found himself seems to be isolated except the creepy sounds of insects. A soft sigh left his lips as his eyes gazed around and then rested on a building in front of him. From the looks of it, he knew the reason why he was here in this abandoned building that would now become his own. He had no fear about what possibly could happen here. Rumors had it that the past occupants here never survived a night. A finger of his ran through his ruffled hair as he bit his lips and smirked. It was never his wish to come here but then circumstances made him do so. He was never good at anything yet had a dream to be a doctor and enrolled in a medicine school only to get kicked out due to a conspiracy and sent here to the tower of death. Magic was the key in that school and every perpetrator of a heinous crime was sent here as a death sentence, though w
The swirling wind swept across the place as the cloud had gathered for a heavy downpour giving signs for the victim of it's wrath. The dark was drawing in and people could be seen hurrying to take shelter away from the impending storm that would come upon them. Steadily, a downpour began wetting the earth and anything its stroke could come upon. Stacy was found in her pyjamas, t-shirt, flipflop slippers and face cap striding in the rain which had become heavy. Her hair were being toss aside by the whirlwind as the cold for the day had captured her. She had no idea of where she was heading to. There were no cabs around neither did she look like one who was ready to go home. At that moment, she wanted death to come take her. It was definitely over but too soon. The situation got her asking why it always had to be her. Why did she pull an act that had a bitter ending. Did he know she had to swallow her pride to hug him in people's presence? He felt like a gentleman who would understand h
Ryan smiled and began a speech by saying it was an honor to be seated with kings and queens of the upper hands. He had only seen them in TV and they look cute in real life. Furthermore, he praised them a bit to lighten up the mood mostly the ruthless looking emperor who let out a sided smile at the young man's adornment. Stacy was troubled that he wouldn't win her father but it seems like he would because the emperor loved praises. The only people who were against them were her brothers. Ryan had to lie about the companies he had and awards won as a distinguish businessman. The emperor went further to ask how much his assets worth and Stacy answered that on his behalf. The only man was someone who loved proof and couldn't be bought easily. The prepared Stacy had that with her which left Ryan stunned. The emperor was impressed by that as only a wealthy man, posed and perfect could be accepted to the family as though his were perfect because from Ryan's observation, this family was fall
She tried to speak, but was choked with tears. Her tearstained face was puffy and swollen with grief, crestfallen, she realised that her only chance to succeed was gone. However, proving the guest wrong was her aim. Her stunning wedding dress which had buried her suit her perfectly as she was groomed beautifully for this day. Today would have been the most remarkable day of her life if it wasn't screwed up by her groom. Here she was in the dress room cussing at every scene that had happened an hour ago. Her supposed groom had just rejected her last minutes to the wedding ceremony. If it were her wish, she would have halted the time. It was so embarrassing and agonizing for her as she needed to stay strong and sought a way out. Attempting not to freak out, she began to comfort herself.At that moment, time had stopped as the gnawing grief still held her still. Her make had almost wash away from the uncontrollable tears while she stood facing the mirror as her mind contemplated. She fol
The sun had risen up steadily as it shone its ray through windows which slightly paved way for it to penetrate. It bright light rested on her forehead as her mouth let out a gasp which was accompanied by a groan. She fluttered her lashes slowly trying to get her eyes open. Her body felt weaken and glued to where she laid. Gradually, her blurry vision was becoming vivid and it got to her notice that she was in a room. Her hands raked her rumbled hair as she felt like she was in a trace. The few memories she could recall was being locked up in a capsule and found herself staggering towards a foggy area. Her brown eyes scrutinized the room which didn't look like a ward or hers. The confused lady felt her temperature which was warm and then rolled her gaze to the window which gave way for the sun to greet her."What happened?" She questioned as though someone would give her the answers she needed. Miranda winced with pain while trying to massage her body. She still couldn't understand wha
Doctor Eric had his eyes on the young man who had been trapped inside this capsule for 20 years. He often wondered how his mentor knew about the miseries of passing through a border between the living and afterlife. The young doctor still had his speculations if he should cut this first experiment out of life. Furthermore, how did he survive in a foreign world all these years? He had thought that was the end of the young man but someone proved he was still alive and striving to live. It must have been difficult for this first experiment to adapt and face difficulty.Eric hadn't muster up courage to do as professor Henry commanded and he knew if the old man turns up, he would cut him off. For now, he was all alone in the laboratory and time wasn't on their side. From observation, the second experiment was left with 24 hours to return. He raked his left brow and strides towards Miranda's capsule, she was breathing just fine and had no complications yet. Though, he never could tell what
They arrived at an abandoned factory and he gestured to her that she had only few minutes to hand over the letter. She cleared her throat as she mustered up courage to seek after Eloise who needed to see the letter which her father brought to her. Thanks to someone, she got to her destination and found the Eloise's location. She was a teenage girl who lived in an forgotten factory and had no one asking after her. Tyler chose to stay outside but Miranda had no confident to enter this dark, lonely factory alone and requested Tyler comes along promising she wouldn't trouble him further. Furiously, he got a torchlight and led the way while she was clingy from behind. She had even banged her head on his back due to how close she was and he retorts at her to stay inches away from him. She apologized and stepped ahead of him as he handed her the torchlight since she decided to take the lead not to trouble this gloomy man. They were different doors in this factory and Tyler's voice gave her d