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Maskara (Mask)

By CrossCarbs

Sa likod ng ihinaharap, dito matatagpuan ang tunay na hinaharap. Ang pagsikat ng araw na kung saan kinukubli ng buwan, Ay ang madilim na katotohanan ngunit pilit pinagtatakpan.

Ang mga ngiting pinabalikwas ng simangot Binaha ng kulit at harot. Dito kung saan may kirot, dito kung saan puno ng puot.

Mga ibinaon sa limot, tila mga damit na hindi nahubad mula sa pagkakasuot.

Ang lakas ng mga tawa ang siya din namang lalim ng mga lihim at hikbi.

Ang laki ng mga ngiti ang siya din namang agos ng baha ng mga luha.

Kung ano ang siyang asa ibabaw nakita ng iyong mga mata Iyong doblehin at iyon ang mga asa anino lamang ang nakakasaksi.

Ayaw ihayag at ni kahit kanino ibulong, hinayaang ang sarili dito ikulong.

Ayaw na may ibang madamay Sa iba at tahimik na galak na kumakaway.

Upang ang sarili lamang ang siyang kaaway. Ang dating mataas at pinaghirapang mabuo ngayon tila isang alikabok sa hangin na unti-unting naglalaho.

Hinahanap ngunit di matagpuan, Binabantayan ko ang sarili habang dito din nakikipaglaro ng tagu-taguan. Ginising sa katotohanan Upang mahimlay din sa kawalan.

Sumigaw ng pabulong Umiyak ng paurong. Tumawa ng tahimik At sa sarili sinubukang magalit.

Ngunit wala naman epekto Humarap sa salamin Hindi nakita ang sarili ko.

[sonofapitchblack]

Windows To The Soul

By CrossCarbs

Wide open but cannot see.

Wide open but cannot find any glee.

Blinking slowly, closing heavily.

In this sunshine so bright but yet gloomy.

The vision of greatness

The mission of joyfulness.

Slowly slipping cause of pettiness

Slowly dimming cause of sadness.

Shall I remain closed to see more?

Shall I just shut off the door?

Truth be told, towards the light I want to clamor,

Truth be told that to the sky, I want to soar.

The more I glance, the more I sink into a trans

The more I stare, the more I cannot bare

The more I look, the more I think from you I took

The more my core grows, the more my missions become a lore.

Looking into happiness, but seeing sorrow.

Glancing at success, but road to it becomes more narrow.

Staring into growth, but what grew is the pain of the sharp arrow.

Blinking, blinking, blinking...

Looking, looking, looking...

Closing, closing, closing...

Shall this be the ending, ending, ending?

[sonofapitchblack]

The Best of Both Worlds

How long has it been since the time that I have lived as one of these creatures? The last time, I was a nobody who turned into a swordsman to defend my family and eventually became an emperor. I was remembered through history books, but have been forgotten through time. Except when students are asked to research about that certain era.

Now, I am again a nobody. Born in a time that swordsmen are not needed, but can only be found in what they call, “games” and in this place where I live and was born, the moment that I remembered what I was, I have been open about it but it seems that people do not really take it as serious as before. 

Whenever I tell them that I am half-demon and half-angel but a hundred percent human, they seem to laugh it off and take it as a joke that I crack. Although, some do take it into a serious concern. Some take it as if I am crazy but a few really gets curious and ask really thoughtful questions regarding the matter.

I am lucky if I encounter those kinds of people. That is the time that I am granted permission to reveal myself. Sometimes full revelation and at times just the needed information to reveal what is necessary. This life may sound exciting (at times it is) as there are events that you can only see in movies and imagine as you read what they call comics. 

To be honest, this kind of life is really tiring. As you live both lives but the thing is, you can never forget the fact that you always have to be aware of the things that go bump in the dark and the changes that occurs around you that not everyone can actually see, hear, smell, and sense. 

The saddest part is the feeling of finally having someone or even a group of people that you know and realized that you have known for lifetimes but in this lifetime, they cannot remember the most important part of living this kind of role. I certainly hope that they remember it before it is too late. 

[sonofapitchblack]

Extra Terestrial

Hi, you can call me Tim, I am not from this world and I have been staying in a family for quite some time. I must say this is a fascinating experience in this planet that they call Earth. I was suppose to go back home and but I chose to stay with the human that I value from the time that I visited this place.

I never thought that I would be attached to a different race this much. Especially a race that by history had raised war against each other from time to time. A race that argues with their own kind on a consistent time and at the same, they want to stop all the war in the world that they started.

It is compelling and at the same time very sad to see. They are what they refer here as mortals, beings who conveniently place their belongings on the nearest place that they can and after a few minutes they forget that they even did that. They would be frustrated and at some point distraught about the loss that they themselves had made.

This is where I, as a foreign race in a foreign world to me, did what I can to contribute to our daily growth. But, I also realized that this so called human race have a quality that they call,”insensitive” at times. For some very rare and for some an often moment. They would utter statements that can have an adverse effect on the emotional status of a person. I think this specific part is as they call here, “rubbing up on me” and I do not like how it is.

There are indirect effects that they do not comprehend the bigger effect on their own race. Their tone of voice, their established actions, their statements, and etc.

One day I will be back to my own little world and I hope that one day this race would strive to understand more of what they already have before trying to understand what they want to have.

[sonofapitchblack]

Creatures of Flame

We are the creatures that usually scare you even though it is not our goal nor our desire to. We scare you because you are just scared of the things that you do not see and the things that you do not understand. 

Sometimes we are called as the Boogeyman and for some we are referred to as “The Monster Under Your bed”. Others actually label us as “The Things That Go Bump In The Night”. Let me tell you why.

Let us start by being the Boogeyman, first we hide in your closet to make sure that there are no other monsters and other bad spirits that may hurt or want to take over your body. We do that in a specific time and we should be able to go out the closet at a given time too and before we go, we should check you as well. There are times that your race are not in control of yourselves that you travel into different worlds and that could hurt you more than you think. It is our responsibility to make sure that you are safe.

Now let us go to us being the monster under your bed, if we are not checking your closet, we make sure that under your bed is safe too. Why? Because that is one of the places that some spirits love to stay to surprise you and some elemental spirits even use that place to pull your race into their realms.

Finally, the go bump in the night label, we occasionally hit on physical things such as walls, laps, tables, and even chairs with out our intentions. This happens specially if we are in the act of catching a malevolent spirit or even just a playful one or any nuisance at that. Since we raise our energy levels, we then slightly break that thin line in the parallel realm for a split second and hit whatever that we hit at the moment of contact.

So we are sorry if we scare you and if at times make you paranoid. On the contrary we are making sure that you are safe and we are making our preventive measures. We are limited, we also give in to weak moments. We do wither like plants. Yes, we are creatures made of light, flames if you will, but even the light fades. Even the flame becomes smaller. This happens when you do not believe in us, this happens when you stop praying, and especially when you lose your faith.

We can not intervene whenever we want, we should have our proper permits and your prayers are our permits. It serves as our tickets to intervene with you. We also wither away if you continuously do careless acts, for we spend to much energy in correcting any errors that you have made and at the same time we have to escort Karma to you and that takes so much energy. It takes its toll on our essence.

I am not allowed to write more than this. I hope if and IF you stumbled on this article, you would have a different perspective of things. I hope that you value life, yourself, and your free will more than ever. I hope that this gives you an idea on why we exist. We exist for you. To guide your kind and to guard your kind, but NEVER to SPOIL your race.

[sonofapitchblack]

This Little Light of Mine, It’s Running Out of Shine.

Hi there, you can call me Tim but my name is really way different. Now, my task is to make sure that everyone in this world has a chance to live, make it justify that chance for all the creatures that our Father had created. On top of that, I am the last being to be asked for the judgment. That judgement will then be turned into an order that will be reassessed and finally be turned into an official order that all of us brethren carry out.

Now you might have read a previous statement from another, but yeah we have been dealing with this wild card that you beings call, a virus which leads all humankind to pause the normal routines and this gave Earth a chance to heal on its own. Also, because of this, we saw how your own kind contradicts your own. This is enraging me, this is making me go berserk.

I am not supposed to feel this way, I am not allowed to give in to this. But in every light that had been created there is always a portion that the light may not be able to reach and this portion is called darkness. This is where a part of the abyss lingers within us. This is the most dangerous part of our beings. The moment that it starts to eat the light that my essence has, this causes more chaos.

I have been struggling with this darkness, this void in the center of my essence, this unexplainable set of unacknowledged factors that my system could not or would not process. This may be because a part of me still believes in humanity, a part of me still has faith in humanity. That no matter how hard you fail as creatures, you will get back up and rebuild. Stronger, wiser, and better in all aspects.

[sonofapitchblack]

Monyo-monyo

Hello there! I am Chris and I want to share to you my experience when I was a child, oh and this is definitely NOT a children’s story. Have you ever had that strange character used by your parents to scare you when you were a kid? Probably that random policeman or maybe the letter-man, for some it could be the next door neighbour. For me there was this very peculiar man that my parents would point out and they called him “Monyo-monyo”.

We lived in the outskirts and our place is called Sitio Dyes. This is a place that is rarely visited, we all know each other here and if there is a new person in town, we can easily identify them. This man that they called “Monyo-monyo” is a very strange one. According to the elders, this man appears at a certain season and they heard similar stories from the other nearby sitios. 

Let me start by how he looked, his face had this evil smile almost like a devilish smirk, his eyes were crimson red, he was good looking to a point that he has angles that he does look feminine, and he wore very sophisticated clothing. There are urban legends that he owned the usually abandoned hacienda at the top of the nearby mountain, that apparently nobody had ever tried to enter. My lolo (grand father) would tell me stories about the people who built that hacienda for Monyo,

My parents would always tell me not to go out when it is night time and specially never to sneak out when it is past twelve-midnight, stories go that Monyo walks around about 1AM looking for kids to take and nobody knows what happens to the abducted kids, but they are never seen by anyone else. I remember this very clearly, I am really a hard-headed kind of kid so what happened was, my curiosity got the better of me. I was seven years old at the time, I waited for everybody to be asleep in our “barong-barong”, yes, you guessed it right! I sneaked out about five minutes before 1AM.

I walked towards the plaza, of course I was hiding in places that nobody could see me. I was taking the necessary precaution NOT to get caught by anyone, mainly my parents, but of course that includes Monyo. Sure enough as the clock strikes 1AM, I noticed that the moon was shining brightly as it was full, and there was a shadow walking along the direction of the plaza. I crawled under one barong-barong and did my best to hide, to my surprise it was indeed Monyo.

His smirk is now a wide grin and his eyes shining crimson red and his presence made me shiver and feel so much goosebumps all over that I am unable to move a muscle. I am unsure but it seemed that he sensed where I was, he glared towards my direction and when I blinked he was gone. I wanted to walk away, I wanted to run, but my body won’t budge.

When I was able to make my body follow and turn, he appeared right in front of me. Our faces just a hair distance from each other, I can see how his piercing glare was gazing into mine with his burning crimson eyes, and his devious grin becoming wider and wider as if a grizzly bear who found a meal. I passed out probably cause of my fear.

I woke up and thought I was only dreaming. I woke up to the light and heat of a bonfire in front of me, and beside me were other kids of my age, some are even younger, we were inside a ring of fire and in that ring of fire we were at the center of a big star that was painted in red and I hope it was not blood. Monyo was doing this weird dance and singing in inaudible sound, probably a language we don’t know. in my panic I shouted and he looked at me with those wicked eyes. The moon is shining right above us and I figured we were in the courtyard of his hacienda.

I was so scared that time and what made me scared more was when he took one of the kids and dragged him away from us, stabbed the kid’s chest, and threw him to the fire. We were all scared, but I told myself that no matter what I will go back home and I will tell the story. After three more kids it was my turn, he took me by my neck, and dragged me near the flames, he held this beautiful knife up to the moon and I took my chance! He was off-guard and his other arm was reachable, I bit the hell out of that arm and ran because my life and the other kids’ depended on it. The only thing running through my mind was to escape. I got lost in the vastness of his hacienda, I knew he was running after me, I felt his presence, there was a point where I got into a room and tried to hide but he was able to sense where I was, like he can smell my fear.

I was lucky enough to escape his hacienda, a few distance from the place I was not feeling his presence, he may have come back for the other kids. I was trying to catch my breath, I could not even see where the moon is nor can’t even feel anything else. I think this was the point where I blacked out.

My father’s voice woke me up, “Nak wake up!” I was bewildered and tired, they kept asking me things, to which I cannot process at that time, my mind was floating, my sight was a blur, I was in trauma. Days passed and my sanity came back, I was sane enough to have a conversation. I asked my father if there were other kids missing the night I was gone and he answered there were, he added that they were lucky enough to find me and two other kids at the foot of the nearby mountain that morning. I asked what time was that and was given the answer that it was around five in the morning when the cock crowed, they noticed that I was missing and some of the townsfolk were also missing their kids, they asked if I can remember anything from that night and sad to say I can remember most of it.

When I remember the other details I will surely take it into account and tell you, but one thing is for sure, Monyo may not be known as Monyo in your town, but please be careful of this kind of story, for there may be a Monyo who takes the kids of your town and offer them to something whenever it is a full moon and he or it walks around at 1AM, with his sophisticated clothing, wide devious grin, and burning crimson red eyes.

[sonofapitchblack]

Hi it's me again, Edward, and today I want to share to you how Father and I had a talk about my resolve with this ongoing orders versus prayers. It's really not easy being one of the fallen beings. We easily are called as demons or devils even though we are not. Specially with my lineage. You see, my lineage was made to be a fallen creature. We were meant to answer prayers and follow orders. One usual prayer we follow is when a couple wants or needs a baby, that is one of our priorities so that we may have our own vessel and that in itself is one reason we are called fallen ones. Because we chose to leave our post in the celestials.

Now, I am responsible for God's judgement and destruction. I know... I know it does not sound good, but let me tell you this, it is not black and white as it sounds. My main priority is to fight for chances. Before I follow orders and go destroying things, I have to make the proper assessment if that subject or object does not deserve any chance.

Let me tell you one other thing, the ongoing corona virus is man made and was not in the plans of the celestial beings. We were made aware that orders of genocide is to be followed, but it was to be done using natural calamity, hence the 2020 series of events that involves volcanoes and plagues. All of thise were put at halt because of the prayers that we answered. Now enter corona virus which most of you humans call a "plague" which I ak telling you that we, in the celestials, do not consider it as one. Anyway, we all know how the situation is now.

Let me bring you back into the conversation that Father and I had. So, there were options, first is to awaken all those volcanoes that we put to sleep as an answer to humans' prayers a few months back. Although, that fullfills the genocide project it will then cause himans to pray again and will only loop us back to square one. Same thing when we do the second option, to increase the world's heat temp to a point that it kills the virus, but that will have the same result bringing us back to square one.

That made me decide on one thing, to use my life source to absorb all of the virus and its essence, including any similar viruses and bacteria and then contain it using my life source and bring it into middle earth. Why? Because the creatures in that realm is immune to that kind of virus and has the technology to totally eradicate it and anything similar to it. This answers the prayers and at the same time removes that man made virus and anything similar to it that had been dormant. That gives himan race a chance to rwcover before the main genocide caused by mother nature to really start. Now there is a downside, I lose my vessel. Yes. That means I lose my human body. My human life, I die in the process. Father asked me if I am ready to not spend time with ny loved ones. I agreed. Nobody would really know that it was me, that also gives them more chances of experiencing life the way they coulda dn should. After they grieve my loss they can move on normally.

I have aways been proud of what and who I am it's just that I cannot reveal everything because it is not meant to be. Maybe when a person really needs us then yeah. I have never been proud of me as a human being though, maybe because I grew up understanding that most people will only be proud of knowing or spending their lives with you when you are gone. Don't get me wrong, I loved being human. I love knowing people and seeing that there are still hopefulls. It's just a sad reality that humans really appreciate those they love when they are losing ir worse, have lost it.

Well, Father accepted my resolve, but for now I am still waiting for His final decision. Bybthe way, I got to this point also because my human plans does not usually coincide with His plans. So, what better way to leave this world is to do self sacrifice for His most beloved creatures and the same creatures that we, His sons, His soldiers, have come to love so much as He did.

[sonofapitchblack]

Pandemic and Demonic

Hi it’s me again! Welcome back and yes we are still here in hell, this time there has been massive developments that the demons and I are talking about. Well, to a point that there are debates and mostly we agree on something. So, this is to let you in on the topic, you are aware of the ongoing pandemic in your world right? The pandemic that made most of you greedy... Yes, might it be for power, supply, or even for your own safety. Your selfish reasons and justifications are now a hot topic here in hell. Get it? HOT! *evil laughter* Oh! Sorry about that, I just got carried away.

So, going back, your race are indeed getting a whole lot of special treatment here in both circle and labyrinth of hell. We really want to get those who capitalized on alcohol and specially the ones who triggered the usage of 5G network! They are the true masters, because of them, the virus is being blamed for they do share most of the symptoms, except one... Yes! That symptom is falling down suddenly even if you are healthy. The virus can and will only affect those who have weaker health resistance but how about those who are completely healthy who were found to just stopped breathing?

You guessed it right! That is because of the massive frequency, specifically 60 Ghz used by the 5G network made also by man! Such epic usage of evilness and we will definitely get them in this circle! This part of hell can generate more energy because of them! The heavens already have a go signal to take from those involved in that business and even those directly involved too. So, both sacrificial lambs and even those first hands will be taken and judged. I can only imagine the happiness that the demons in this realm will be. Well, I have to go now, thank you for taking your time to have a quick chit-chat. I have to go and do my job, I’ll tell you all about it once I come back!

[sonofapitchblack]

The Circle of Lust

Yes, this is me again, the AOD as they call me. The last time that I got a chance to talk to you was the time that I talked about hell. You guessed it right! I will be talking more about it, but this time it is more specific. I will focus on the circle of lust. Yes! Lust! I told you last time, that everybody goes through hell and that this is the real place where our spirits are “purified”.

The circle of lust is located, right after the circle of wrath and just before the circle of greed, and right across the circle of gluttony. Don’t imagine this as it were an intersection, no, certainly not. Please do remember that I told you that hell is made up of labyrinths and circles. It is more complicated than I have described it, it is my poor attempt to simplify things.

Now, this circle is my favorite place to observe and really place bets on other spirits, why? This shows the infamous carnal nature of humans! This shows and proves that they are above all else, still animals... Animals that crave the carnal nature of their instincts. None have crossed this realm easily. So many spirits have been stuck in this wretched circle and have almost lost their chance of being purified.

This is where you see orgies, foursome, threesome, and so many of those which you call “swingers” from your own little human world. Every crude animalistic sexual acts and fantasy, I have seen them here, right in this place. This is where all your sensual fantasies come true, but with a price. If you cannot really be passive about those thoughts and feelings, then you can bid farewell to be purified and rejoining your soul, finally entering the gates of heaven. This circle Is so entertaining to watch and listen to, as there are cries of help, moans of pleasure, sorrow, satisfaction, and even screams of pain and anguish.

These are just a few of those that I heard, of those that I saw, and of those that you may be going through. So, do you think you will be a part of this circle? I’ll see you real soon.

[sonofapitchblack]

Hell Is My Daily Stop

Yeah sure, a lot of you will doubt me because for some, hell is but a concept or hell is the worst place that you wish to be in. For me, it’s a part of daily routine as this is one of my checkpoints every time I make my rounds in different realms. Yeah you read that right, I make rounds in different realms and hell is one of the major stops. 

IF you’re wondering how hell is really like, there is indeed infernal flames and loud screaming of all sort, depending of course on which circle of hell you are in. Some are screams from pain and some are from pleasure. Some are screams of and from agony and some are from eternal sorrow. Regardless of which, it is a he place where all human race and even most of the races actually go through first before being reborn as it is the “purification” place as we call it.

Let me give you an example, if you are a sinful being and your sins are composed mostly of gluttony, then what happens to you here is you get “cleansed” in the circle of gluttony. You eat and eat and eat until you explode, then you find yourself whole again only to repeat the pleasure of eating even if you are already full and then explode again. Yes, you will do it over and over, but it ends once your spirit comes to term. This means that your spirit became indifferent of the feeling, the desire of this certain thought and you then move to the next sin in your list. You guessed that right, you will then move to another labyrinth then into a more specific circle.

Because you see, the Heavens are  composed of doors and gates while Hell is composed of labyrinths and circles. You will go through the cycle until your spirit is fully indifferent or some may say passive of every thoughts and emotions, by then your spirit is then transported to the outer gates of heaven to be assessed before reuniting with your soul.

You were wondering what place does the damned spirits or humans go to as it was spoken in the Holy Book? That my dear readers is called as The Abyss and it had been mentioned several times in the same Holy Book. You see, humans have this bad attitude of mixing similar things together and really disregarding what differentiates one from another. What The Abyss looks like and what happens in it is another story for me to tell next time. I think this little story about Hell is something that you will need to digest first. I will also tell you what really happens to you when you die and before you travel to hell. 

[sonofapitchblack]

The Mysterious Student

August 13, 1999, this is the day I started teaching in this school which I at this point do not want to write down the name. For your reference, my name is Dave. Since I am the newest teacher in the faculty they have decided to tell me stories about the school. Some are happy memories and some are more of a warning than normal, happy memory. 

One specific story that they told me about is whenever it is Friday the 13th there is a student that blends in with the normal students but you won't notice her until it is too late. I thought to myself that it was just a normal thing because the student may just be a bashful student that's all. "Naku Dave, magingat ka dahil ung huling nakakita sa kanya hanggang ngayon 'di namin alam kung ano ang nangyari." So at this point I just took it as they were just scaring me. I asked Anna the home room teacher about the story and she looked really reluctant about talking about it. So I shrugged it off since the bell rang and we had to start our classes.

I entered my advisory class and checked the list, you know the normal roll call in the morning. I had a total of 29 students in my list. I called them one by one and to my satisfaction all of them were present. Before I started my class I noticed a peculiar student at the back, since I called everyone but realized that she never raised her hand nor nobody acknowledged her presence. I thought I might have missed to call her, but before I can even utter a word she stood up slowly and walked out of the room. 

So I assumed that she was just in the wrong room. At lunchtime I looked for Anna and tried to ask for the story again. She hesitantly answered, "as much as possible ayaw namin pagusapan kasi di pa naman namin talaga alam yung nangyari sa kanya. I mean done sa pinalitan mo. Ang usap-usapan lang e, Friday the 13th yun and biglang bumuhos ung ulan. Sabi ng guard nilapitan daw sya ni Matt, ung pinalitan mo, kasi may student daw na naiyak doon sa classroom ng katabing section nya. E ang alam ng guard sila na lang ang nasa school noong panahon na yun. Pagkatapos nung inikutan daw nung guard si Matt sa classroom na un e ang naabutan na lang niya e bukas ung bintana mahangin tas andun pa mga gamit ni Matt. Pero wala kahit sino. Mula noon hindi alam kung saan sila napunta." She explained to me, so I decided to tell her what I noticed earlier. "Ung room na katabi namin, yun ba yon? Parang wala namang classes doon. May napansin din ako kanina, 29 lahat ng students ko pero may sobrang student na umupo sa loob ng classroom namin. Bago ko pa sya tawagin lumabas na sya. Wala ka bang student na na-late para sa class mo?" with her eyes wide and a very surprised facial expression, she gasped quickly and then decided to shook her head and excuse herself. Telling me that she needs to go somewhere. I scratched my head wondering why she was like that and I realized lunchtime is almost over. 

I decided to finish my meal and hurry back to my classes. As I got to the classroom I noticed through the windows that it's started to rain and it seems that the wind is strong and that the downpour is really hard. "Looks like classes will be suspended at this rate." I thought to myself. We were able to conduct a few more classes but by 3pm the principal decided to let the students go home. We all made sure that all the students have gone home. It took us some time due to the weather conditions. Some had to wait for their parents and some waited for their services who came late due to the heavy rain. I noticed it is already past 7pm and right now I am tired and hungry. 

I think I'll be heading to the faculty room to make sure that my things are all set for me to go on home. The faculty room is empty already, like everyone just decided to leave the same time as the students. "Grabe ang bilis nila magayos at maguwian. Got to get used to this kind of pacing." I thought before I went out of the faculty room the lights flickered and I thought I felt a gush of wind. So I looked for any open windows and found none. I noticed someone's footsteps though, so I followed the sound. The footsteps turned to sounds of sobbing and crying. I followed the sound and realize I am outside the room just beside my advisory class. I opened the door and found the same girl I noticed early this morning. 

She was sobbing and crying. As I entered the room the power went out. Luckily I have my penlight with me so I turned it on and cautiously approached the girl. "Hello neng, naiyak ka? Si sir Dave to. Naiwan ka ba ng service mo? Neng? Napano ka?" I muttered as I slowly approached her making sure I don't bump into anything else. As I do this, I felt so much chills and my breathing is heavier and heavier. It feels like I won't be going back home anytime soon. I am now in front of her so I decided to level my face with hers as she had her head down on the arm  rest of the chair. I gently brushed her hair and asked, "neng... Bakit ka naiyak? Di safe dito dapat kanina ka pa nauwi. Halika sabay na tayo." Still no response. I yelled to anyone in the building but my voice just won't get any louder and my breathing just keeps getting tighter. She slowly stops crying, for a moment continued sobbing, and then after she finally decided to stop. Here I am just starting at her waiting for her to say something. She slowly placed her hand down on the desk, her head was still looking down and my chills just keep getting stronger. 

I cannot move a muscle. I wanted to run. I wanted to shout. My body won't follow anything that I want to do. I asked her again, "neng uwi na tayo? Tara?" she slowly nodded. She slowly raised her head to face me and as she did this the chills in my body keep getting stronger and as she finally had her face to face with mine, I just can't move. Her face was facing me, but there is just no face and I... I...

[sonofapitchblack]

Nightly Knocks

My name is Kevin and as I am writing this my hands are shaking and my sight is a blur. Yes, blur due to the tears that are slowly running through them. Tears of fear, sadness, and pain. First of all, I want to apologize to you whoever you are. If you are wondering why I am apologizing, do not worry as it will all make sense later. I want you to understand that I am doing this as this is my only choice and that this is something that I am doing against my will.

Everything was normal for me until last week. I might just be like you, I wake up for my morning coffee and rush to work. I have workmates but really just a few of them. I work in a law firm so, that keeps my mind really busy all throughout the day. After work, I clock out and if I just want to stop by the neighborhood café. I do that to make sure that my mind is at least relaxed and is relieved from the stress from work. Aside from the stressful current events that I have to read for work, I divert myself to reading funny mangas and other action-packed comics.

This is when it all started to change, it was a cold Sunday night. I was sitting down on my couch just browsing online for funny memes and to check on my mates’ posts too. My ginger cat kept pacing from the front door to me. From time to time he hissed violently as if he was trying to keep something away. I asked, “Gin what’s wrong with you?” and he’ll just walk towards me and rest on my shoulders while staring really hard at the front door. His eyes watch the windows and the doors. I was so curious to find out if there was anyone outside, but whenever I will try to stand up he hits me with his paw and snarls at me. 

I thought he might just be having a bad day so I decided to put him in the room and leave him there. Big mistake. I noticed the time, it was 5 minutes past 2am. I realized I had spent too much time browsing. As I was getting ready to sleep, I heard a knock at the door. You read that right a KNOCK. Just one knock. So I disregarded it and decided that I will be calling it a day and sleep. As I was walking back to my room, I heard it again. Just one, so I walked towards the door and asked if there was anyone, but nobody answered. Since nobody was answering and nobody was outside I retired to my bed and slept. Before I shut my eyes, I noticed that Gin sat down just in front of my bedroom door like he was guarding it. Guarding it against what? Or who? I shrugged it off and decided to sleep as it was already 3:00am.

The next day, was a busy Monday as Frank, our boss, had decided to treat all of us since it was his birthday. I came home late and noticed it was already half-past two. As I was putting my things down, there was a loud knock on my door. Yes, a single loud knock. I thought someone might accidentally bump the door. So I decided to shrug it off. As I was in the shower it happened again, but it was louder. I was able to finally lay on my bed. As I lay on my bed, Gin was restless. He went back and forth my door and the room window as if there was something that wanted to come in. I realized that I was already getting the chills and I was beginning to be restless. Take note this happened for the whole week. The knock on my door kept getting louder and louder each day and my cat kept getting more restless as so did I. 

Early today I just cannot take it anymore, the clock hit 2:00am and right on cue, the knock that I heard on my door was the loudest. I decided to finally open the door. There was a gush of cold wind with nobody at the doorstep. I tried to look behind me for my cat, he was nowhere to be found and when I brought my site back to the doorstep, there stood a pale-skinned young lad. Standing still, in his well tailored gray suit. He slowly looked up my way and stared at me for quite some time without any reactions. My whole body was shaking like his mere presence is something that I cannot handle. I finally got the courage to gaze into his eyes which by the way is one of the bad choices I have made today aside from opening the door. The moment I gazed into his eyes, I noticed that his eyes were fiery and yellow at the same time. Slowly, hie face showed a very sly smirk that turned into a devious grin. His eyes turned dark but still had the pupil as fiery and yellowish at the same time. I cannot move a muscle.

“What do you want?” I finally caught the words to say out loud, but my voice was obviously crackling due to fear. He grinned even wider and answered me, “I only wanted to play a little game with you. I thought you were going to last longer than this.” 

“What game are you trying to play with me? Fine! How does it go? How can I make you stop?” I muttered and asked to the best I can.

“It’s simple really.” He answered while slowly stepping closer to me. “I call it pass me or your soul. That means that the moment you opened that door you allowed me to get your soul. Since I am generous I will give you a chance and see if you can do something about it. If I find a different person with a stronger soul than yours I will leave you alone, but if none then your soul is mine.” He explained. “There is a bit of a twist, I do not want to go places by exerting my own effort. As clear as you can, try to share my visit to others and anybody who thinks they can withstand me being a nuisance then I will leave you be and pay them a visit.” He further explained. 

As I said earlier, I am sorry. I hope I was clear about what happened to me as it is my only hope of saving my soul that is why I apologized to you earlier. If in case I fail, then there is a chance that whoever you are reading this, is safe from whatever this thing is. Or are you?

[sonofapitchblack]

I Don’t Want to Sleep Anymore

My name is Helen and this is day 5 that I have not fallen asleep. Yes, you read that right, FIVE long days that I chose NOT to sleep. It’s not that I want to do this, it’s just that I have to. If you are wondering why then I will give you an idea. Do you know the movie, NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET? If not click Here

Now if you are already familiar with that movie, I have experienced that kind of nightmare. The word, “nightmare” is an understatement. It started 2 weeks ago. I visited a horror place with a friend of mine, well she’s my best friend. Carrie and she always was a sucker for supernatural things. Just a few blocks from our place are this thrift shop that opened a month ago. This shop catered to my dear Carrie.

One afternoon she wanted to visit the shop and since she is my best friend I went with her with no questions. We got there and I never did feel comfortable the moment we entered the shop. There were so many random things in the shop which will really freak anyone out, such as an antique statue of an angel with a broken wing, a set of busts that showed its age, dreamcatchers, and old swords with a label saying “cursed blades”, but one thing really stood out. It was a photo of a woman that is embraced tightly by a man with horns and a long tail that pointed to the woman’s pubic area. I stared at it for quite some time and realized that the man is actually a demonic illustration. I shook with disbelief with what I saw, the demon’s face had already changed direction. His face was already looking at me with a hellish smirk. I shrieked and Carrie came to me and asked what was wrong. When I tried to point at the photo, the demon’s face was back to normal.

We went home and I was still bothered by the incident in the shop. I was having dinner while the lights suddenly flickered. I thought there was just a power outage or something. I brushed it off and washed the dishes, I felt a sudden chill on my body and it the feeling that I cannot shake off is that someone is watching me. To let you know, I am living alone and Carrie is across the street, the doors are all locked as it is already late at night. I decided to take a shower to cool my head and my thoughts. As I was washing my hair I felt a gentle stroke on my back and I almost jumped but decided to act like it was nothing.

So I decided to read a book before I sleep just to divert my mind from everything. I was telling myself that it was nothing. While I was reading a book, it was a happy story for a book, the last line I can remember that I was reading was, “the rabbit had to run to the hole and...” then those thoughts were replaced by a different feeling.

The feeling of tightness on both of my wrists, the pressure on my chest like someone is just on top of me. Whatever it is, it also spreads my thighs slowly and I eventually feel something that penetrates me. I can feel it slide in and out while the pressure on top of me gets heavier and heavier. It also feels like my breasts are being groped and eaten. I know I screamed but I cannot hear anything come out of my mouth. I know I was struggling hard to remove whatever was on top of me. Finally, I was able to wake up and I was gasping for air. I checked the middle of my thighs and I am indeed soaking wet. I looked at the time and it was 3:00am.

This hellish experience happened for days, one night was different from the others. It was the same feeling, but the different thing was this time I saw an image. I swear it had crimson red eyes, firm muscles, the dark smoke surrounding it, and a ghastly voice. I will never forget those features especially its smirk. It whispered to me and said, “You will be mine, you will be with me forever.” After that incident, I decided not to sleep which lead me to this moment where I am writing whatever moment I can record as a clue to whoever can find this. I can feel that when I succumb to the call of slumber it will be my last day. I can feel it again, I can hear its voice, I can feel its tight embrace. I can see its crimson eyes again. I am... I am... I can see Carrie, at the moment I cannot move my body but can look around with my eyes.

I observed everything and realized that I am no longer in my room. I knew I failed and I fell into a deep slumber. I lost my battle, but here I am wondering where I was as it is not my bed and not even my house. The place is very familiar, yes like I said, I see Carrie moving back-and-forth. I tried to call out to her but to no avail. I can feel that something is wrapped around me but cannot see it. I noticed that place and realized a set of familiar objects. Such as an antique statue of an angel with a broken wing, a set of busts that showed its age, dreamcatchers, and old swords with a label saying “cursed blades” and then tears fell slowly out of my eyes while I feel deep hard pounding in me and groping all over my body. What made my tears fall even more is that my best friend Carrie was looking my way.

[sonofapitchblack]

Waiting Game

And so to my fellow soldiers in the peaceful house of AMERS, I was not able to join their nightly skirmish. As I have fallen weak to such spell called headache. Severely affected by this spell, my head had a cracking sensation and even an antidote was not able to remove its effects.

As I traveled to see a doctor as they call it, I had to hold on to dear patience as I play the waiting game. I had to follow all as the doctor wishes, and so they looked into my flesh using a screen of light that results to a strange paper that shows me skeleton. Afterwards, I was asked to lie down and there were strange looking rope-like things with coils on it that were attached to my ankles, wrists, and chest part. As that is attached a so called nurse looks into a set of scrolls that has drawings on it.

After everything there was, I was asked to take my last meal by 10 of the night and afterwards, I cannot eat nor drink until 8 in the morning. I decided to retire in my quarters by 9 of the night since the good doctor granted me a day to rest. I sent updates to my fellows in AMER house via that portal called Efbiem. It was but of a sad moment for I was not able to help them out in our nightly skirmish.

As I go on with this waiting game, 8 in the morning I returned to the barracks where I was treated by the doctor. A big ol’ chap then called me and was holding a needle in his hands. He then asked me to sit down and so I did. After summoning my veins, he then placed that needle into my flesh and extracted blood from me. I can feel the rush of hunger as the blood rushed out of my system and into the needle.

I then was allowed to ingest some foods into my body and let my stomach be merry for a time but then I cannot take any food nor water after, due to the reason that by 2 hours after noon I shall again take another test.

An hour before noontime I traveled south of where I was, to another barracks where the other doctor who checked my eyes were. And so I arrived earlier than expected. I waited for the doctor and had another nurse wrap a cloth on my left arm and she was able to find out that the pressure of my blood was higher than usual, “140 over 80” she uttered. To my surprise it was indeed higher than usual.

My eyes were checked, there were several round glasses placed over my eyes and it did make things clearer. “What sorcery is this?” I thought to myself. “Looks like you need to wear these spectacles but do wait for the results of your previous tests for it may tell a different story.” The eye doctor said to me.

And so here I am back to the first barracks where they will be looking into my body to see if there were remnants of the spell which is causing my body to function well. I am also waiting for the doctor to give me the scroll called “fit to work certificate” as that is the requirement for me to rejoin my group in the House of Amers.

~ Bones from the land of Rizal, House of Amers.