The CURSE: Deadly Games
● TWELVE ●
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Arriving at the city library....
2 pairs of legs can be seen climbing dozens of stairs in the large classic building.
Eleanor clung her fingernails together and played them, which people always do in a state of uneasiness.
With the warmth of Baylor squeezing the hand of a girl beside him, a girl he could not allow to suffer alone.
"It's okay, Ele," said Baylor softly, shaking her head and gently closing her eyes to encourage her friend.
Baylor opened the handle of the two golden doors. It feels like being in another world. Books decorated the building. From top to bottom, only the book you can see. Like a boundless bookcase. Circular stairs on the side of the room are useful for picking up books that cannot be reached only by bare feet.
"Sister, ride on ya. Where is the monster fiction book, huh?" baylor asked the teenage girl who worked there. It was impossible for him to search for books in the middle of books, books, and books anymore.
"Oh, there." His hand pointed to a place in the round room, hidden, covered by a circle of stairs.
"Please, Brother" he said, bowing his head. Next he went to the destination along with the feet that continued to follow behind Baylor's feet.
'Monster's'. The writing was attached to the wall of the dark brown shelf that filled his room.
Their hands began to move quickly in search of a book that his info could dig up. Not a few books that they achieved, most of them are fairy tale books. However, whatever the fiction of the story they still want to read it, maybe the fiction that people think is real in fact.
They began to step in to find a place to read books that had piled high and heavy on their two small hands.
"Huftttt," whined Eleanor, her hands already sorely lifting dozens of books that each book might be hundreds of pages long.
"Yoo, Ele!" baylor spirit he channeled to his friend.
His hands he raised clenched to form a 90° angled elbow after releasing the books and his eyes widened to convey his implied spirit to Eleanor.
Their buttocks were landed on a hard brown chair with a backrest that was the same color as his desk, floor, and the entire room.
Baylor bent his fingers preparing to open and reverse thousands of pages that would come later.
"Ready?" ask Baylor. Eleanor was still pondering what she was going to do now. A few seconds of silence stood between them. Afterwards Eleanor confirmed her decision and nodded her head with an anxious look.
"Go's!!" whispered Baylor but with a burning spirit.
Fingers, hands, arms, the whole movable upper hand opens the cover of the first book.
For a few hours their eyes were only open to the books around them. None of the books are real and useful, they are all fiction and fairy tales.
In total they had been 6 hours silent reading there. Seen Baylor rubbed his tired eyes. His panda eye bags started coming out from hour to hour. He turned to Eleanor. Only then did she realize that Eleanor fell asleep with her hands straight forward supporting her round head.
A thin yet meaningful smile in it was drawn on her lesion face. He lifted the hair of Eleanor who had fallen down to cover her face. Then his initially tired hands, still happy to caress the head covered with fine hair.
Only a few left behind can still be counted with open fingers. The middle of the night forced the two of them to go home. Baylor raised Eleanor's resting body firmly and put her slowly into the car.
The streets showed blackish ash asphalt without being covered by the many land planes because the residents had closed their eyes in their warm homes.
***
Every day for a few weeks Eleanor and Baylor continue to search for the truth of the many-year-old mystery. But not a ray of light visited the desperate man. Every time they come home from work, Sundays, and free time they just spend sitting struggling on a book in a magnificent library that is comfortable.
"Lor" said Eleanor. "Udahan, yok! There's no point in looking for it. Just wasting our time." His hands he fluttered to stop.
"No, period. You didn't see? You're getting worse, Ele. Now your legs are gone, Ele," said Baylor, angry, with a layer of forehead wrinkles.
"Not a single one fits, Lor. It's all fiction, it's wanted everywhere it's not there." her voice sounded desperate. His gaze had been staring softly, without hope anymore.
Eleanor only sighed to see herself destroy the days of her best friend. He went out of that big library.
"Bang, bang," he cried as soon as he reached the side of the highway. "Hmmm, batagor 2 servings, yes," the message after seeing the menu attached to the slum cart owned by the street vendor.
When his order was ready, he went back up the stairs and entered the library.
"Well, eat first." The red crackle bag he put next to Baylor. "Okay, I'll keep trying. But eat first, yeah."
An unyielding smile began to rise again within Baylor's lips, which Eleanor followed as well.
"Yes." Yeah."
The two began to open the crackle bag and take out a plastic package containing batagor. Their fingers intercepted the long prick to pick up the batagor covered in peanut sauce.
Plokkkk!!
Again Eleanor's hand that disappeared, just let go of the long stab of the carrier. This time his legs also disappeared into his thighs. Only his middle body and head remained that could be seen with normal human eyes.
"Huftt, it's okay, Ele. Here there is no one else, there are just the two of us" Baylor said, calming Eleanor down.
Baylor took a piece of batagor with a sharp skewer and put it in Eleanor's mouth. Eleanor stared at Batagor and Baylor's face. Baylor once again thrusts even further until it sticks with Eleanor's mouth.
"Thank you, Lor," said Eleanor with a mouthful of bricks that she had devoured a second ago.
They had fun with the food but it was delicious, plus a fun event: Baylor fed it.
***
They returned dozens of books back to their original place and separated their brothers by taking dozens of other books.
A few hours passed. But unlike other days, this time they enjoy and play cheerfully like a child.
With a small giggle, Baylor opened a novel book that was about 300 pages thick.
He started by reading the synopsis.
"Ele?" baylor said gaping, his eyes perfectly rounded, and his hands clapped Eleanor's shoulder bones.
"Yes??" sahut Eleanor turned to Baylor.
Baylor kept on calling Eleanor with his hands but his eyes were only fixed on the row of words, letters, sentences, and paragraphs in the novel.
"What's sih, Lor?" eleanor began to have emotions. "Disturb people but not answered. Haizz."
"Ele, FINALLY," his enlarged screams managed to be stared at by everyone's eyes.
"Candle your voice, Lor," whispered Eleanor with her index finger pressed up and down her lips. "What the hell, anyway?"
"It's real, not fictional. Lookie! Everything is exactly as you have experienced!" he was replied with a frozen pupil of an unbelieving Eleanor. He immediately grabbed the novel Baylor read and read the original.
"Haha, Lor!!" He immediately stood up and his shout was even bigger than Baylor, completely shocking everyone's heart.
Baylor stood with him and Eleanor hugged him tightly.
"Finally, Baylor!!" excitedness.
WE (MONSTERS) ARE REAL
santi Miadami - Santi
