TAGGED: SILVER CHESS
12# MEMORY PIECES
"Kanra, your memory book in my place," Joy clicked her tongue while fixing her disheveled hair.The athletic-bodied chowok with sunburned brownish skin was vaporized widely.
A moment later I looked at the goods that my brother was proposing fixedly. Damn, why did this thing I wanted to forget for the rest of my life appear? A terrifying sensation spread out as soon as I touched the thick cover.
" Even if you don't like it but at least keep it all right," Joy wriggled around, without washing her face, washing her hands and grabbing a cup of bread. "Well, since when do we eat bread?"
I sighed, "the price of the rice is going up, you know! That's why Ryn took part in part-time work!"
Joy nodded no matter. Less sensitive minus for Joy in addition to her playboy nature.
"By the way, today you're going to accompany me, right? Soon the school holidays are over and I haven't bought any school supplies yet,"
"What could you do? Your school equipment is still good, isn't it?"
Argh. The standard looks sucks anyway!
"Jea, just accompany me, Jae says the money I can take if I have found a friend to go with," I said forcefully. "Today you're not busy, are you? What's wrong with accompanying your sister while washing her eyes,"
"Wash your eyes?"
"Yes" I nodded.
"By tuh,"
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"Huh? Right, mom?"
The phone call interrupted my lunch and Joy. I don't know what the guy was talking about until he looked happy. But, ah as long as it has nothing to do with me, I don't care.
"Good news," Joy shook my shoulder, making me flinch with a great cough. "Tomorrow Jae will get engaged!"
"Ehm," I coughed even harder.
"Seriously! Now she was picking rings for him" the man smiled, "and said she was very pretty!"
Damn, why does it feel like I'm not willing to be like this? If Jae gets married, he will leave us, and his older brother turns to Ryn. What kind of nightmare was commanded by a ignorant figure like her.
"Then let's get ready!"
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Right, it's not a dream? Eight o'clock in the morning. I haven't prepared in the slightest, I don't think I know what to do, otherwise our Jae family is not whole anymore.
I closed my eyes, dismissing the negative thoughts that were raging. The blazing sun that hit the window was not so stinging anymore. My room suddenly lost a lot of light. Darkened.
"Damn, what's up, anyway?" I reached for the curtain and grabbed it.
"Holla, Kanra!" This. helicopter. There's a helicopter in front of my window!
Argh, this absud guy almost made me scream, Atlaraka with an innocent look grinned wide.
I pulled out the door and cast a sharp look. " Want what, huh?"
"Ahaha, fierce as ever," he reached out. " Come on, I'm gonna need your help, man,"
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"here?" I pulled the guy's arm out.
Shit, why exactly this? The building is pale white, the walls are mossy spread coloring half the wall, glass glass full of scratches and missing parts, also benches full of weathered graffiti eaten by age.
With a gontai step I followed Atlaraka. This place reminds me of events I don't want to remember. No, even if it never happened to me.
The school with the transverse police line is stalking the seedy yard building with murky water pooling, grass and weeds are flourishing. Sunlight has no gap to break through.
"s"The school was closed about five years ago," Atlaraka's voice interrupted a faint squeak of a creaking door hinge hinge.
Dark and cold.Small bounds of wooden dividers keep weak light. Atlaraka looks more scary than usual, the guy now really looks like a ghost with gray pupils that look faded in the light.
"The cause is serial murder, er or possibly mass murder. But for sure I want to immediately investigate the case," she fixed her front hair as soon as she realized that I was a little distracted by those eyes. "Is there a problem, Kanra?"
"N-no," I shook my head nervously. "Let's go on,"
The long hallways feel heavy for the foot. Airborne dust stains tiles and light exposure beams.
In moments like these my mind feels deadlocked. I touched the chalk strokes along with the sprinkling of dried blood. Bloodstained on the walls and sills.
"You okay?" Know that guy touched my shoulder worriedly.
Shit, I'm scared. Afraid of that hair and her widened irises. Stare. His steps hit the floor hard.
" Go!" Panicked exciting. Atlaraka frowned not understanding. I know this haunting figure isn't him.. Yapi it's just...
" Don't come any closer!"
The eyes were. The corpses were located around him..
"Canra?" That guy shook my body in panic. I'm like a possessed man. Away as his hands extended before my eyes. Traumatizing.
Tears just burst forth, rushing along with a small scream. A pair of my legs trembled making his balance waver against the leg of the hard table. "Go!"
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"Go!"
Atlaraka mutely did not understand. Somehow the girl suddenly moved away, looking at him with a look of fear filled eyes that overflowed uncontrollably.
Humans have fear. Fear makes them helpless. Without a hint his pale hand touched the eyelid until it clenched with the rest of the tears seeping through the crevices of the fingers.
Traumatic flashbacks are instantaneous Atlaraka was able to realize that. The girl's arm is soft. He leaned against the sturdy wall without removing the hand that was blocking Kanra's vision.
"Say whatever comes first to your mind. Say whatever it is," without waiting for Atlaraka's reply sighed. "Blood,"
Silent. For a moment Kanra touched the rough temple. "Corpse,"
"Class"
"Girl with gray hair." Quailed. It was as if lifting a takbir that had been buried for years.
"Wounds." The fingers were tightly held. How not? The guy felt a sense of being too busy to regulate his own emotions, as if fear was contagious making him want to be near Kanra for longer.
"The knife is full of blood,"
Is correct. The series of subconscious information he got through the girl. Kanra was the victim of that. So could Kanra have met someone who was used as a murderer like her? Or maybe a psychopath who just happened to pass by?
"Fear."
"That pale-colored eye," his cries burst out again raining down on the cheeks. "The "eye-owner who chased me through the corridor in his hand was a knife full of blood that he had previously used to finish off the teachers one by one. Hair contrasting in the dark. Bloods. Blood everywhere!"
"Sak-" ah, no. Enough up here. The girl in the. It is too risky to expose psychological wounds that are still wet. It was too painful after being buried for a long time. "Sorry,"
"Hm" the girl was still there, drowning her in Atlaraka's decapitation. The drops of tears falling one by one hit the floor tiles.
"Still afraid of me?" The twilight rays breaking through weakly made an illusion of their shadows. Although the place feels gripping but seems to have its own charm so translating golden light.
" Are you scared? If you're afraid of me, you can leave-"
"Shut up!" Sela the girl is raucous. However Kanra did not give a definite response, from then on he just curled up without returning a word or avoiding it. "I'm just a little beaten up and tired,"
Ah, true. For a moment Atlaraka let out a rough breath. Gone so feel the girl's head slumped leaning against the chest of her field. Those pair of eyes were quiet. Fall asleep with his.
" So you want to rest Kanra?" Atlaraka laughed bitterly. Trying to be calm even though now his heart feels racing. Removed the rest of those tears. " Sometimes you scare me, too, Kanra,"
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I was stunned to find Atlaraka sleeping like a dead man. Chilly. Unconsciously the rancid was resting on my shoulders. Halah, what the fuck is this guy!
Still collecting lives, take my hand down for a moment. My mind was playing strong, faint memories sometimes scared me. Five years ago in this place.
And at that time I...
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The girl in blue white uniform passed through the corridor quickly.her red sneakers squeaked as soon as they came into contact with the pale white tiles. The building was too high to touch, draining energy as it found each staircase.
Jae's black bag was thrown over a wooden table full of scribbles. He is not interested in chatting or just chatting. Yeah, too annoying.
While waiting for the seconds of the exchange of classes pulled a small book that Zoel had written to him. The twin fever after taking part in the inter-school band competition.
"It's bell time, isn't it? but what, you don't hear a sound?" Some children pulled out chairs to make a fortress. Chattering to drive out boredom.
"Maybe there's a meeting" responded to the other with his chuckle. "Hey, after these sports lessons, right? Kanra, today it's your part that took the device,"
For a moment the girl was stunned and flashed a fake smile. " Any yeah, let me take it,"
The horse-pointed girl moved towards the corridor. While occasionally condemning the lack of light supply, his heart was slightly disturbed once a foreign taste spread through his sense of taste.
"Stupid, how possible, this must be because of that fucking Rue,"
Logistics storage space is not a place that is often tracked. The corridor was dark, dirty and dusty. The right recommendation to make up a horror story in this place.
The rusty hinge rattles sounding uncomfortably deafening. Gradually the fishy smell burst, the puddles of water stained the floor soaking wet the carpet and mattress lying.
"Dead.. die..," a faint whisper rang out. With the rest of the light supply inadequate, the capture of the shadow caught on the retina made the pupils of the girl's eyes widen with a blank look.
That figure was covered in blood. Clothing, hands, face with a wide grin and blank gaze radiated through his pair of faded eyes. Those eyes were looking at the girl.
" The sinners must die" suddenly disgust mingled with saliva. "You must die,"
Regular steps approached with an expressionless face, his gray-looking hair covered part of the face and the fishy smell of blood was increasingly smelled as he approached.
" Go!" The girl screamed loudly in silence. Turning around without turning his head, his heart was pounding uncontrollably, the smell of aciletina mixed with evaporating blood.
Stuffy. The taste was blowing against the chest. The look before him was covered in tears.
The fear sent his body slowly. The sound of clattering of feet, the figure chased after him; staring at him with a giddy look and a grin that was drawn wide." Sinners must die,"
The wooden tiles he was treading creaked. barefooted, the pair of feet stepped, its hunting breath emitting a white vapor of steam around its mouth and nostrils. "You're dead,"
The next time I saw a knife full of concentrated liquid that hit him if only the girl did not quickly dodge. The girl ran away from the corridor full of corpses, the steps of the stairs blocked. The pale body of the body fell down as if raining down on the ground floor tile. This place is a lot scarier. It was dark and full of screams of death.
"Death.. die..," the move was shoved into a corner of a large window that became the only option selected. Dead at the hands of crazy women or dead falling from heights. The choice that made it ended up in vain.
As much as the power hit the surface of the glass to shatter into pieces. Jumping without thinking twice. He's gonna die. If someone ignored him at that time.
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"Your daughter is in great trauma" the girl's parents stared with a sad look. "You must immediately create a new environment for him, for the recovery process to take place quickly,"
There's no choice. The eyes were so empty filled with a sense of emptiness.
" I'll try" the bland smile. "And about the child who died, please take care of it immediately, we will finance the cost of the owner later,"
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I never lost my memory. No, it's just that a prominent hypnotist hid those memories for a moment. Maybe they're worried because my memory has affected a lot of tragic events.
And that guy who's still sleeping is leaning over my shoulder . Sometimes pity makes my logic dead-end. No. gabe. I believe Atlaraka is not such a young man. Although his pupils faded and his hair bright silver.
"Damn it," I snorted, playing her hair silently. Amazingly the man was not disturbed, his eyelids clenched with regular breath. It must have been hard being him, so that guy was so stubborn and weird. I breathed out some of her hair. With a hint of curiosity I touched the cheek that was as pale as a corpse.
"I'm sorry" I whispered slowly. Face it for the surface of the frozen glass. The sudden touch left me shocked. His hand grabbed my hand gently. Shit, I'm a club, this guy will definitely giggle satisfied once I know I'm touching his cheeks ignorant.
"Le-away," damn, how can the guy still hold on to his position when his eyes are still clenched. I held my fingers tightly.
Ah, I forgot this guy is a complete brainer! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit!
"I know you're not afraid of me" he whispered faintly. The little grin was painted, "but does that mean you like me?"
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Bonus: The family tree of Kanra.
First brother:Jae Ethasia
Character: Loving, wise
Age: 23 yrs
Second brother: Ryn Eltasia
Character: Jail, childish
Age: 21 yrs
Third sister: Joy Eltasia
Character: Playboy, athletic
Age: 20 yrs
Fourth brother: Rue Eltasia
Character: Weird, diligent
Age: 19 yrs
Fifth and sixth child (non-identical twins) :
1: Eltasia Zoel
Character: hard worker, suck cuek
Age: Otw 18 yrs
2: Kanra Anastasia
Character: Hardheaded, rough
Age: Otw 18 yrs
Seventh child: Ulrich Eltasia
Character: Intelligent, neutral
Age: 13 yrs
Eighth child (bungsu): So
Character: Lugu?
Age: 2 yrs
Who is your favorite character?
Next article: 13# ALEXITHMIA
Attending Jae's engagement party, the tomboyish Kanra is forced to look feminine and the top part of Atlaraka appears in the middle of the engagement party, what happened?
