ADVENTURE 1
"Blood spattered everywhere, disjoined bones garnished the clusters.
Day and nights are filled with terror.
Prayers of freedom ,or live in fear."-Prelude to the Story
"Hello?"Racheal tapped the door slightly yet wondering how her stay was going be with Craig, a female friend from her Ex. Weird maybe.
For a while now she wanted to visit this town, after she stumbled on it in a"Just Weird" magazine some weeks back. when she was finally granted her leave-a break from work ,she concluded it had to be here. She had earlier planned to spend time with Simon, her boyfriend until two months ago when he asked her for dinner and said he cared just enough to be a friend than a romantic partner to her.
At the second knocking,the door sprung opened. "Do not ever go near the hill top. There lies our fear." Craig blurted.
"Hilltop would be avoided!"Rachael said mouth agape.
The tender look on Craig's face brought her to consciousness. Craig, slender, calm, and unquestionably beautiful loved the solitary life . She wondered how much of her came out of her divine pink lips.
"Sorry I blurted out that way." Her host apologized. "Heard so much about you from Russell, he speaks so highly of you and wished you never had to part ways."
"Life happens" I said with a grin. I was set to enjoy this adventure and make something concrete from it even though it seems my relationship with Russell would would pose an issue. "I'll sort that our later 'I said to myself"
The town had so many myths embedded in it, presumably it should be a major preoccupation of the wonders of the world.After reading "Just Weird" I had a thorough research of the town. " This has to be myth, unimaginable" I said to myself. Hence, this journey to the end of the earth .
"Welcome to our town she rushed the words without a pause. Sure you must be tired." Leah said.
"Not quite" Craig replied . She was too happy of adventure to be.
She looked around the room she was going to be occupying for a seven days then sank into the bed,reminscing
Over the shocking words she was welcomed with
"Don't ever go near the hill top that lies our fears." She thought hard as she
Paced the room. Was this her breakthrough? How bad she needed a new fact finding after she had been denied promotion because she could not come up with something not regular. "Out of the normal"Her boss had said.
She felt bittered when Mary Reagan, her junior colleague was given the award and promotion she so desired. She felt cheated because she knew how tirelessly she had worked over the years only to be denied the promotion because she couldn't come up with something 'not regular' for the myth columm in her Media Organisation.
Craig felt this could be a breakthrough and a way to show her boss she still had what it takes to be "Above Normal".
She looked around the room she was going to be occupying for a while. Then sank into the bed still reminscing
her welcome words."Don't ever go near the bill top..."
She thought really hard .... "What if i die in the course?". If this was going to be a breakthrough, the risk is
Worth it . "I would do it ". She said out loud , with so much convinction.
The voice..."do not ever go near the hill top that lies our fear. "she chuckled. "It already got a nice title for this journey article"She was ready for the journey.
Rachael got very scared and felt the challenging reseach was taking its toll on her. "How do I start? "She asked herself repeatedly.
She needed answers the native people were not telling her. Her leave was becoming a nigtmare. Her Illusions was becoming a reality as death rates increased by the unknown. The whole town was in danger.
Going to the hilltop never stopped playing games with her mind. Each time she summoned going to the hill top ,she kept retracting her steps ,but always heard a Clarion voice that sounded so sweet ,the voice keeps dragging her back to the hill top .
'I can do this" what was Rachael told herself the for seventh time she decided to disobey the welcome words.
"I worked with the observer , I cover historical myths... this is not a big deal, this cannot be the worst" She painstakingly told herself
She took a deep breath and knocked again after she heard a mild wisper the first time she knocked. Surprisingly, the house at the hill top looked like the other houses in town. Calm, Peaceful, Nothing more than a shelter.
Finally waiting for a response to no avail, she made a forceful knock and the door which helplessly swung opened .
"Hello?" She called into the dim echoing entry way. No answer but the gleam of light could be seen from the end of the room.
"Somebody here?" She repeated severally and carefully walked further into the house looking through the warmly lit kitchen . No dishes in the sink ,no newspaper on the counter,no crumbs on the kitchen table. Just marks and dates ticked on the calendar with cycle drawn.
" With a writing your killer is waiting, watching and he is ready to kill.Hahahaha. You have found your resting place" A voice from beneath the house roared.
The roar like that of a lion tempted by hunger overwhemed the room and flamed the air. There she lay, the tattered pieces of papers bidding her farewell.
Day and nights are filled with terror.
Prayers of freedom ,or live in fear."-Prelude to the Story
"Hello?"Racheal tapped the door slightly yet wondering how her stay was going be with Craig, a female friend from her Ex. Weird maybe.
For a while now she wanted to visit this town, after she stumbled on it in a"Just Weird" magazine some weeks back. when she was finally granted her leave-a break from work ,she concluded it had to be here. She had earlier planned to spend time with Simon, her boyfriend until two months ago when he asked her for dinner and said he cared just enough to be a friend than a romantic partner to her.
At the second knocking,the door sprung opened. "Do not ever go near the hill top. There lies our fear." Craig blurted.
"Hilltop would be avoided!"Rachael said mouth agape.
The tender look on Craig's face brought her to consciousness. Craig, slender, calm, and unquestionably beautiful loved the solitary life . She wondered how much of her came out of her divine pink lips.
"Sorry I blurted out that way." Her host apologized. "Heard so much about you from Russell, he speaks so highly of you and wished you never had to part ways."
"Life happens" I said with a grin. I was set to enjoy this adventure and make something concrete from it even though it seems my relationship with Russell would would pose an issue. "I'll sort that our later 'I said to myself"
The town had so many myths embedded in it, presumably it should be a major preoccupation of the wonders of the world.After reading "Just Weird" I had a thorough research of the town. " This has to be myth, unimaginable" I said to myself. Hence, this journey to the end of the earth .
"Welcome to our town she rushed the words without a pause. Sure you must be tired." Leah said.
"Not quite" Craig replied . She was too happy of adventure to be.
She looked around the room she was going to be occupying for a seven days then sank into the bed,reminscing
Over the shocking words she was welcomed with
"Don't ever go near the hill top that lies our fears." She thought hard as she
Paced the room. Was this her breakthrough? How bad she needed a new fact finding after she had been denied promotion because she could not come up with something not regular. "Out of the normal"Her boss had said.
She felt bittered when Mary Reagan, her junior colleague was given the award and promotion she so desired. She felt cheated because she knew how tirelessly she had worked over the years only to be denied the promotion because she couldn't come up with something 'not regular' for the myth columm in her Media Organisation.
Craig felt this could be a breakthrough and a way to show her boss she still had what it takes to be "Above Normal".
She looked around the room she was going to be occupying for a while. Then sank into the bed still reminscing
her welcome words."Don't ever go near the bill top..."
She thought really hard .... "What if i die in the course?". If this was going to be a breakthrough, the risk is
Worth it . "I would do it ". She said out loud , with so much convinction.
The voice..."do not ever go near the hill top that lies our fear. "she chuckled. "It already got a nice title for this journey article"She was ready for the journey.
Rachael got very scared and felt the challenging reseach was taking its toll on her. "How do I start? "She asked herself repeatedly.
She needed answers the native people were not telling her. Her leave was becoming a nigtmare. Her Illusions was becoming a reality as death rates increased by the unknown. The whole town was in danger.
Going to the hilltop never stopped playing games with her mind. Each time she summoned going to the hill top ,she kept retracting her steps ,but always heard a Clarion voice that sounded so sweet ,the voice keeps dragging her back to the hill top .
'I can do this" what was Rachael told herself the for seventh time she decided to disobey the welcome words.
"I worked with the observer , I cover historical myths... this is not a big deal, this cannot be the worst" She painstakingly told herself
She took a deep breath and knocked again after she heard a mild wisper the first time she knocked. Surprisingly, the house at the hill top looked like the other houses in town. Calm, Peaceful, Nothing more than a shelter.
Finally waiting for a response to no avail, she made a forceful knock and the door which helplessly swung opened .
"Hello?" She called into the dim echoing entry way. No answer but the gleam of light could be seen from the end of the room.
"Somebody here?" She repeated severally and carefully walked further into the house looking through the warmly lit kitchen . No dishes in the sink ,no newspaper on the counter,no crumbs on the kitchen table. Just marks and dates ticked on the calendar with cycle drawn.
" With a writing your killer is waiting, watching and he is ready to kill.Hahahaha. You have found your resting place" A voice from beneath the house roared.
The roar like that of a lion tempted by hunger overwhemed the room and flamed the air. There she lay, the tattered pieces of papers bidding her farewell.
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