The CURSE: Deadly Games
● SIX ●
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A few days just pass by. These days it feels .. serene as he always dreamed. But deep behind the Milky Way galaxy, he felt a deep loneliness, more than usual.
However, once again, there was a sense of darkness and fear that haunted him. His new neighbor, Catoo. For some reason, Eleanor felt like the short guy was always chasing her on purpose. Although the reason he repeatedly kept saying was fate, coincidence, and that kind of thing that many people questioned whether it was true or not.
***
"So, tomorrow morning is coming, right? Eleanor...."
The pointer of the boss who had been waiting for the completeness of his subordinates, was addressed to the cold queen. "Aut again?"
Eleanor simply nodded her head and smiled faintly, grateful for the understanding of the entire being in that place.
"Okayie!! Ingatt, yes. Tomorrow at half 7 at the office. Also note, 2 days 1 night in a remote village. Don't forget to tell each other's families," continued the boss smoldering.
The jolly had moved from his place leaving his former shoes waiting from morning.
A hand and a glimmer of sound stopped him. "Sir!"
His eyes hesitated down the person opposite him. His two eyebrows furrowed until they were almost united.
"Sir, can I not go?" baylor asked as he began to walk closer to the boss.
"Hoohooo, of course not. You're the new employee."
"Well, shouldn't we encourage each other? All the members should come, donk." His hands extended to everyone.
Eleanor just stared at him with enlarged pupils, without a word. But that is what makes people shudder in fear.
"Hehee, it's Baylor. Maybe the business is very precarious," said the boss trying to calm Baylor and the atmosphere of silence. His hands began to pat his shoulders, pushing him back to his origin.
Everyone was just writhing on that bright screen, like there was a support hooked to their necks. No one dared to look at Eleanor, not even a strand of her hair.
***
It was getting dark, the sun began to wrap its heat with a blanket of darkness and stars as a decoration.
Eleanor exited the door of her 8th-floor apartment, about to go explore the supermarket near her house to buy some of the household supplies that had been used up, leaving some of the leftovers useless.
Just then, right after Eleanor stepped over a patch of ceramic floor tiles, the short, Catoo, also came out through the divider of her apartment. Can you think it's a coincidence? How can every moment be together?
He started running against Elaeanor's steps.
"Hi, Ele! Coincidence again? Or destiny? Hmmm...."
His steps were with Eleanor.
Eleanor never once spoke to him, but Catoo was really thick-faced, always talking to herself behind Eleanor's physique.
"Cing cong cing cong," Catoo's sniffing voice just didn't go into Eleanor's ear.
That night was just an ordinary day for Eleanor. Although at the side always followed a human figure like a ghost.
***
The night has passed again.
Maybe now his friends have reached the remote village, which is always a different location every year.
As for Eleanor, she was just sitting cross-legged on her hairy carpet staring fully into the smaller-than-size tenement screen in her office.
Hours, minutes, seconds, pass by. Right now, time is no longer regulated. The longer the faster. Are you there, the inhabitants of the earth, whose existence is not known to sense that as well?
10:00:01 A.S.
Cklek!
WHAT'S?! Door sounds?? Wh who?
Eleanor was the only access to her home. But who and how until the sound of the rotating knob was thunderous shocked Eleanor who was on the verge of death.
***
8 Months ago....
The storm-like running of the feet hit the allied water droplets, separating the watercourses back into a sense of solitude, like himself, Eleanor.
Throughout the small alleyway his body began to change. Until finally he curled up in pain at the end of the dead end of the alley, next to a garbage can, where the flies were still struggling to fly. However, one question is questionable. Is the alley safe for him? Can anyone see him from that alley?
But that was not questioned by Eleanor in herself. At that time he was too busy to get to his house.
Although no one asked, the answer was....
Yaaa! Someone saw it.
Not just a lucky pair of eyes can see it, a piece of pure image, obviously it might be painted in the dress.
The figure was wearing a long jacket that covered part of the white shirt, paired with a trendy pair of jeans. And also a black and white striped suitcase was seen in the grasp of the lucky one.
Tok .. tok....
Someone knocked on his door.
"Mrs. Professor," said someone out of there.
But the knock on the door was getting worse.
"Professor! Speak, I'm claustrophobic about this!" yelling at the one who made the lucky creature, Professor must immediately turn to the door of his house.
After opening the door, he returned to his window.
However, only the back of a normal human and the footprints were quickly caught by him coming out of that alley.
***
Nyitt....
The sound of the door opening slowly shook Eleanor's ears. He tried to crawl up to his toilet, but the constant pain could not be suppressed.
While the feet and body of the stranger began to enter the limits that should not be. He walked up to Eleanor who was still in the process of change who was endlessly crawling up little by little. There was a huge injection of blue liquid in his hand. He rushed up to Eleanor and lifted the injection towards the giant creature.
But it's not that easy. He forgot the creature in front of him was a monster, not a human anymore like him. Eleanor began to lift the foreign body lightly and throw it far into the drawers.
However, it also did not change the spirit of the stranger. He stood up and started approaching again.
Again and again he was thrown constantly. He himself was actually tired, but an injection in his grasp did not know the word tired.
He continued to approach and as Eleanor clutched the stranger's neck, an injection began to drift into Eleanor's arm. The liquid swiftly entered and flowed following Eleanor's bloodstream, entering her artery.
"ARGHHHHH!!!!"
Eleanor's cry sounded extremely strong, as powerful as the sound of thunder roaring.
It's a different pain, he can feel his blood pipes like getting bigger hitting him. His heart kept hitting his left chest. His large body collapsed within the floor of his own apartment. His vision began to blur, so he saw the stranger was about to bind him with a large iron chain.
A voice stopped the stranger's movements and his head turned, looking towards the door.
BRUCK!!!!
