Hezekiah St. Cyriac
"Ako na mag-oorder," the jumping-last-night girl offered as we took our seats.
The entire place really had a sinister feel to it. The cafeteria's dark so the staffs have to lit the torches beside the walls.
The long oak tables obviously looked centuries old. It also reeks of rusted metal and wood.
I was busy observing the place when Rim suddenly grabbed me.
"The hell, dude?" I asked, irritated.
"Mag-oorder tayo," he said and glanced at me with a stop-complaining-and-shut-up look.
This faggot.
Kahit napipilitan, sinamahan ko nalang siya. He blackmailed me.
Wala akong magagawa kundi sundin siya. If only I could get some evidence.
Hinayaan ko siyang makipag-usap sa cashier. I'm not fond of talking to people I'm not familiar off.
Pinatulong niya lang akong magbitbit ng tray at bumalik— "The hell?!" Muntik ko nang mabitawan ang dalang tray.
Some idiot bumped at me, causing her juice to spill over my uniform.
Gulat na gulat itong napatingin sakin and muttered an annoying 'sorry'.
I tried my very best to calm down. "Nah it's okay," I said and fumed back to our table.
"Okay ka lang, Hez?" Sili asked.
I scoffed. Do I look okay?
"Heze, magbihis ka," Rim said as he took some clothes from his bag. "May dala akong extra."
Tinanggap ko yun. "Dude, why bringing an extra?"
"In case something like this happens," he answered. "Go on, get changed."
I immediately stood up. "Ah—The restroom?"
"Yes, doon ka magbihis, alangan namang dito?" Sili retorted. Ang labuyong to.
"I meant, where's the restroom?" I irritatedly asked.
"There's one on our floor, west wing," jumping girl interject.
I left a nod before walking away.
I sighed as I glanced at my stained uniform. Sinuot ko nalang yung binigay sakin ni Rim.
Aalis na sana ako ng may narinig akong parang bumubulong.
A faint whispering.
" Anong gusto mo? " It was a voice of a girl. "Ano?"
Napakunot ang noo ko.
"Gusto mong maglaro?" It's still the same voice. "Pero wala tayong kalaro."
Creep. Who is she talking to?
Lumapit ako sa pinakahuling cubicle kung saan nanggaling ang boses.
Narinig ko nalang na suminghap siya, na parang nauubusan ng hininga.
My body moved before I noticed. Binuksan ko ang pintuan, fearing the person might have choked.
Hindi ko inakalang nakasandal siya sa pinto kaya dumausdos siya pababa sa sahig. "Aray!"
How did I even manage to open the door? Did she forget to lock?
Dahan-dahan siyang umupo. Saka ko lang napansin ang doll na bitbit niya.
Black, curly hair barely brushing off her shoulders, round blue eyes, fair skin and especially, the silver headband.
They looked exactly the same.
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The Curse of Ashenvale
FantasySelena Sangre and with her so called childhood frenemies, Hezekiah and Crimson, were dumped in a village located inside the deepest parts of the forest of Ashenvale. It was an old, outdated village where modern appliances are not allowed- electrici...
