Mystery Circle

My story proceeds with a dark and winding road of realization. It’s late at night when my friend called me, he ask me to accompany him to a place he want to discover. We are going somewhere far where I can see the world deep down its core.
It’s overwhelming, the rumors are true. When you’re there you would feel the dark energy coming out from the trees. From a prestigious place by day lies a midnight secret, a haven for fun and satisfaction. A place where they can enjoy playing by themselves or tagging along with others.
It’s a spawning ground for disease. Everyone is anonymously hidden.Take note, Black Fabric to hide under the shade of light and blend in with darkness. The innocence is indeed unknown under their skin. But for me, it is time to remove my light.
It’s frightening to be left in the dark. The idea of entering the circle isn’t easy but I need to overcome my fear.
Everyone is staring; looking at each other, finding the right person to be their victim. It is dreary, dark and mystical. The lights at the outskirt is just a thin lining to cover the life inside the circle. I’ve been here for the first time and I was battling for my insanity. 
These people had no choice but to cope up with the mystery behind the oblation. I can see their desperation and desire to be on top of things. 
It is a sedative that will break your heart and soul. A one night that will define you as a human being. it seems like we’re loosing our self appreciation and granted this people a chance to defy who you really are. These people come and go. once they are done , they’ll forget you as if nothing happened.
These trees serves as their shelter when things are ready. A system and a cycle that is never ending. It feels like you’re up for the verdict of the others. Lining up for the result of your CT Scan.It is easy to make stories but it is hard to forget. It’s my history from now on. I won’t let my self be fed by the darkness of their souls.

Dark Alley

There are things that we cannot understand in a simple blink of an eye.  Seeing the spectrum of a radiant shine of the sky can hurt one’s eye but as a boy with a dream continue to grow; there is no limitation.

With a gloomy look at his face barefooted, Andrei walks slowly towards the alley slightly lit coming from the households. Crying his heart out for help he was ignored by many and thought he was crazy. In the dark path where he was walking, he saw a little boy with a malevolent smile approaching him and offers a piece of bread. He bends his knees and initiates a conversation with the boy.

“Hey! Thanks! What’s your name kid? I’m Andrei and I’m new here. Where are your parents?”  He asks reluctantly.

With a pen ready on his right hand the little boy brings out a piece of paper and started writing:

Hi! I’m Frank! My parents are busy selling goods at the market and I’m here with my sister, Angelica.

Andrei was stunned realizing that he is interacting with a mute kid.

“Ohh, I see. Then why are you still here? Aren’t you supposed to be at home by this time? It’s past midnight.”  His face looks worried.

We are actually waiting for you. We know for a fact that you’ll be here with us Frank and finally tonight our path crossed.

            Puzzled with a lot of questions, he doesn’t know how to react on what Andrei meant. A mixture of cold breeze and tension struck him. The boy in front of him talks out of context and that’s what makes the situation he’s into more confusing.

“Do I know you? Have we met before?”

You should know the feeling of being alone. Don’t be afraid Andrei you will never feel that pain again.

            “What do you mean by that? Are you going nuts? I’m not here to play with you kid. Better scare other people than me.” He shouted and turned his back returning to the path he had been.

A loud bang from the other side of the alley can be heard that stops Andrei from walking. He saw a group of teens running towards him holding a bottle of Molotov and started throwing it to different directions that set fire to the households. He was utterly speechless and frightened to what he is seeing. He heard loud squeals of poor souls running with their bodies on fire and one walking towards him.

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While he was focusing and trying to stop the madness of his own mind, burnt newspapers descend on the floor. Some of the articles are readable and he picks it up.

Written on the paper was about the Burning of the alley 5 years ago caused by homeless teenage boys. Ashes from the building started to fall as if it is raining. The eerie vibe of the place grew worst causing him a hard time to think straight.

“What is the meaning of this? This can’t be happening.”

“Yes, it already happened. And how come you don’t remember what happened?” An unfamiliar voice echoed.

He turns his back and is mortified by the burnt face of a teenage girl. Panic attacked him. He started to think of his way out and there is only one thing left on his mind, to escape the situation he’s been into.

“I CAN’T DIE TONIGHT.I just simply can’t. There’s a lot of things that I still need to accomplish.” He shouted.

“Why don’t we accomplish the things you need and let’s start with this?” Angelica said.

“What are you saying? I barely know you and I don’t have any intentions of knowing you further.”

“too late Andrei, I’ve known you too well; too well that I have your fate in my hands and their hands.

A group of people swiftly appear at the back of Angelica. Staring at him intently that piercing stare has a unified message you’re bound to be with us Andrei, don’t evade your reality.

                He runs until he still feels that his foot is on the ground. Andrei runs as fast as he can for he knows as this might be the last of his life.

                “Stop running! There’s no way you can escape this! We’re already dead!” Angelica shouts at the top her lungs.

                A burning sensation from his feet grew upward to his body. As he turned left, he was stunned. He saw his reflection; he was half alive with his face severely burnt.

                Still, engross with the story he is currently writing,

                “In a minute mom!” Andrei shouted. Closing his laptop Andrei heads out of his room to eat his lunch.