Nine students were invited to the mansion of the famous Artist Gregorio Santillan. But, the students were unaware of the danger that awaits them. What do Alyssa's dreams mean? Is that a warning or it just a dream? How Alyssa can save the eight students from the curse of every painting they sign if she is also a prisoner of the cursed painting?
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ALYSSA looked around, unfamiliar with the place where she was. She was walking around when she saw a big tree full of fruits, but she also did not know what tree it was. There were surrounding plants and beautiful flowers enticing her to approach it.
"The flowers are so fragrant." Alyssa sighed and took a breath of fresh air.
She picked up a pink flower, pinned it to her right ear, and went for a walk. In the distance, she saw a beautiful white chair.
Where am I?
What place is this?
The surroundings were quiet as if she was the only person. Alyssa looked around. She saw flying butterflies of different shapes and different colors.
"Am I in heaven already? " Alyssa felt she was in paradise. She walked over to the white chair and sat down, she was already feeling a little sleepy due to the silence around her.
"Ahhhhhh... " She yawned and leaned back in the chair and started to close her eyes, just a moment later she fell asleep.
"ALYSSA wake up!" Maggie shouted.
Maggie is Alyssa's best friend and classmate in English subject.
Maggie sat down next to Alyssa and shook her friend's shoulder again.
"Hey! You're a bad girl. You're sleeping well, what do you think you're in bed? You're here on the bench on the basketball court." Maggie said as she grabbed the pocket of her school uniform skirt took the mirror and combed her long blonde hair.
Maggie glanced at her friend again, Alyssa was still sound asleep. Maggie stopped what she was doing. She approached Alyssa's face and patted her on the right cheek.
"ALYSSAAAAAA!" Maggie shouted into a friend's ear. "Alyssa, wake up girl!"
Alyssa was shocked and out of balance on the lying bench.
"Ouch!" Alyssa held her head as she fell to the floor. Thankfully, the bench wasn't high. Maggie helped her sit back on the bench. She stretched and pinched her friend. "Why are you shouting? I fell in shock!"
Alyssa frowned as she adjusted the paintbrushes strewn on the bench.
"You had a good day sleeping here on the bench. I invited you here on the basketball court to watch John's practice, but you just fell asleep." Maggie's eyes widened. "Oh girl, you didn't watch John play badly. He's so good! And he's still handsome!"
Alyssa gently stroked her friend.
"Flirt!" Alyssa said with a smile. But she was stunned to remember her dream. She grabbed Maggie by both shoulders and stared at her.
"What?" Maggie.
"I had a dream, Maggie. It's weird! Hmmm... You know, it's like I'm in a paradise with no human beings but only me, it seems real."
"Maybe. Because it's hard for me to wake you up.'' Maggie smirked.
"I'm serious Maggie. I've always been dreaming. But this one is different." Alyssa said.
Maggie removed Alyssa's hands that were on her arm. The girl stood up and picked up her bag
"Oh Alyssa, it's just a dream! It's not true. It would be good if you had a handsome guy with you, in your dream. Maybe I could join you in your dream." Maggie laughed jokingly at her.
Alyssa frowned.
"I'm hungry let's go. I heard earlier from a student that today's snack in the canteen is delicious. I'll treat you because you came with me to watch John's basketball practice." There was a sweet smile on Maggie's lips. "Even if, you just slept, ha, ha, ha!"
"Hmph!" Alyssa grabbed her bag and stood up. "Okay let's go, ''
Alyssa started to walk but still couldn't forget the paradise she dreamed of.
VACATION and no class.
Alyssa and Maggie are having a good time talking. They were inside a coffee shop waiting for their order.
Someone passed by Maggie's side. The girl was hurt so she turned around.
Maggie saw an old man, the old man coming out of the coffee shop.
"Ouchie!" Maggie spoke softly, she looked at the old man. "It's good that you're old grandpa, if not ----"
Maggie didn't go on to say. A strong wind entered the coffee shop when the old man's opened the door.
"So, creepy!" Maggie Said.
The feeling of sudden cold air passing in front of them was horrible. Soon after, a torn newspaper entered the coffee shop and went straight to where the two girls were, it landed on Maggie's face.
Maggie was disgusted that she removed the newspaper that was on her face.
"I'm beautiful and my face just turned into a trashcan!" Maggie annoyed, frowned while wiping her face with her handkerchief.
Alyssa laughed. Fortunately, they were the only two inside the coffee shop. Alyssa took the newspaper to a friend and looked at what was written on it.
"Don't tell me you still have time to read that? Maybe it came from inside the trash and just flew away." Maggie said and appropriately took the piece of newspaper from her.
"Wait!" Alyssa stopped her at the same time blocking her friend's face with one hand.
"My face is wrinkled girl," Maggie complained and stood up. "I'll go to the counter to get our order. If not, it might come tomorrow."
Maggie walked away from their table.
A page grabbed Alyssa's attention.
HEADLINE today. A famous painter invited some students to come to his mansion to show his masterpieces and share for free his knowledge of drawing.
Alyssa's eyes glazed over at what she read.
"Oh my gosh! Is what I'm reading true?" She still couldn't believe what she read.
Mr. Gregorio Santillan is a well-known great painter. Almost all of Gregorio's paintings are exhibited in art galleries, it wins an award every year. But year 2016 the artist quit because of his family’s tragedy. Alyssa suddenly felt sadness for the painter.
"It's good that Mr. Gregorio looks fine," Alyssa said to herself. She was referring to the painter.
Alyssa saw her friend carrying a tray with two steaming cups of coffee. There are also two slices of chocolate cake.
Maggie sat across from Alyssa handed over a cup of coffee and a slice of cake
"The coffee just smells good." She said and started sipping hot coffee.
"You're right girl, it's a good thing i went to the counter. Otherwise, we might get our order tomorrow." Maggie replied, tasting a slice of chocolate cake.
"My gosh! So yummy!"
Alyssa looked at her friend with a smile, when she suddenly remembered what she read in the newspaper.
"Girl, do you remember the famous painter in the town of San Victoria?" Alyssa asked her friend. She sipped her coffee again.
Maggie nodded.
"Yes," Maggie answered. "What about him?"
In response to a friend's question, Alyssa handed her the newspaper. "Read it!"
Maggie frowned.
"Yuck! Isn't this the k-" Maggie didn't finish what she was going to say when Alyssa suddenly spoke.
"Don't act like that, read it. Just wash your hands when you're done."
"Okay fine!" Maggie replied.
Maggie had already started reading, using her eyes while sipping hot coffee. "Isn't Mr. Gregorio the one you often tell me about, girl?"
"Yes!" She replied smiling.
"Don't tell me you're going to San Victoria?" Maggie raised an eyebrow at her.
"Hmmm, why not?" Alyssa answers Maggie's question.
Maggie laid the newspaper on the table, ate a sliced cake, and sipped coffee.
"But girl, isn't there any news that all the students he taught to paint have disappeared like bubbles?"
She shrugged. "All of that is just gossip girl, but why until now they have not proven that Mr. Gregorio was involved in their disappearance," Alyssa said. She continued to eat the cake. "I'm going girl. What a waste of an opportunity if i miss it. You know i want to be as good as Mr. Gregorio"
Maggie folded her arms. "But girl, your parents can afford to send you to a famous school. For art lovers, whatever!"
"Maggie, that’s not my point here. Mr. Gregorio is a famous painter and not only famous, but he has also won many awards and i want to be like him. And you know how much I idolize him."
"But I feel different Alyssa, like something bad, is going to happen," Maggie said.
"Sshhhh... that's enough Maggie, I'm going to San Victoria. It's a vacation, isn't it? Come with me," Alyssa added.
Maggie raised an eyebrow "No way!" Maggie replied.
Alyssa held her friend's hands
"Please? if you don't come, you might feel guilty when something bad happens to me. Because you didn't come with me." She said while sipping coffee.
Alyssa received a pinch in the ear from Maggie. "Ouch!" She complained, touching her ear.
"You made me feel guilty. Okay fine! I'll be with you, but we'll only be there for a while."
"Promise, we'll just be there for a while."
Alyssa struggled. She couldn't breathe.Blagh!The fire was blazing in the hole. Gregorio released the woman.Gregorio felt his whole body heat up. He backed away from the woman while touching different parts of his body.Carlos immediately helped Alyssa, raising her head."Alyssa!" Maggie called to her friend. She knelt next to her. "Carlos, Alyssa isn't moving anymore!" Crying, Maggie said and shook her unconscious friend's shoulder."Alyssa, open your eyes!'' Carlos cried. He touched her wrist. He felt her heart beating weakly. "Her heart is still beating!" He quickly laid her on the ground. He opened her mouth and gave her mouth to mouth, resuscitation to allow air to enter his heart.Alyssa sighed as if she was chasing her breath.Carlos quickly lifted Alyss's head. Maggie prayed thanks to the lord when she saw that Carlos had revived her friend."Maggie..." Alyssa called softly to her friend. She is crying.
"HE was outside the mansion. Your friends were also there to stop Sir Gregorio from burning the painting that imprisoned you.Alyssa was happy with what she found out. She was thankful to god that the two were safe."Aling Iseng, I need the key to Sir Gregorio's bedroom."The old woman, quickly reached into her pocket and handed a bunch of keys to her.Alyssa quickly reached for the keys. She forgot to ask the old woman which of those keys was for the artist’s bedroom.Alyssa almost ran up the stairs to reach the artist's bedroom.Aling Iseng's gaze just followed Alyssa with her back turned. She quickly walked away from the stairs to hide."Which of these keys is for his bedroom?" she whispered in disgust. She had already tried five keys, but the bedroom door, had not yet been opened. She tried again.Click! Alyssa heard the sound of the doorknob. She push the door.Alyssa hurried into the bedroom. She picked up th
Alyssa held her head, trying to remember why she was in that place again. She didn't remember anything. Maybe she was dreaming again.Alyssa was about to take a step when her body was out of balance. She fell on the grass."Ouch, it hurts!" Alyssa said softly. She got up quickly. She looked down and saw a rope tied to her feet.What could have happened to me? Why are my feet tied?She sat down on the grass. She quickly removed the rope tied to her feet. She stood up again, took a deep breath before starting to step.Alyssa took a walk, looking around. The surroundings were beautiful. If she wasn't mistaken, she was in a paradise!Alyssa noticed a colorful butterfly flying back and forth at her. She chased the butterfly to catch it.Alyssa stopped running when she noticed a long white bench not far from her. She remembered this. Now she was positive that she was in her dream again.She stopped chasing the butterfly and walked in t
"Don't!" Alyssa stopped the artist. She covered her mouth with her hand while crying. "Have mercy, Sir, leave my friend alone. I'll do what you want!" she quickly wrote her full name and signed it.Alyssa slipped the paintbrush into the pocket of her denim shorts in the back."You make a drama scene before you do what I ask you to do!" The artist said happily and left Maggie lying down. He hid the gun.Alyssa felt dizzy, held her hands to her forehead."Aaaaahhh!" Alyssa growled. She didn't notice the transformation of the painting because her eyes were tightly closed.Even though her stomach hurt, Maggie still insisted on sitting down. Her eyes widened as she looked at the painting.What is that? Maggie asked herself terribly."Alyssa!"Alyssa heard Carlos calling her name, but she couldn't look at him because she felt the whole area was spinning."Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Gregorio laughed when he saw that the hole in the mid
"What are you waiting for?!" Gregorio yelled at the woman.Charlotte moved quickly, her hand shaking as she began to paint the woman's hair in the painting."Heck, the outcome of your painting must be beautiful!" In anger, he pulled Charlotte's hair."Ouch! It hurts!" Charlotte moaned in tears. She quickly grabbed the artist's hand that was tightly gripping her hair."Hurry up, don't slow down!" He said and violently let go of her hair.Her face almost gnawed at the painting.Charlotte quickly wiped the tears from her eyes, using her fingers. Charlotte painted again, she forced herself to calm down, and maybe if she made a mistake, the artist might hurt her again."Write your name and sign it!" Gregorio commanded the woman when he saw she was done painting.Charlotte quickly followed. She didn't even think of a reason why she had to do it."WHAT IS HAPPENING?" Maggie asked when she heard Charlotte's scream.
"Don't worry Alyssa, they're with you!" Gregorio replied, violently letting go of Alyssa's hair."What are you going to do with us?" Alyssa asked even though she already had a feeling that the artist was planning something bad for them."As you guessed, Alyssa!" Gregorio shouted. "I'm smarter than you! If you all think you can escape what's destined to happen to you, you're wrong!" He added and sat down on the sofa again.Gregorio looked at the three students, they were moaning."I don't see anything. Alyssa, where are you?!" Maggie moved her hands, she felt something tightly tied around her hands. "What's going on, what does it mean?""Maggie, I'm here," Alyssa replied, but she couldn't move because her legs were also tied."Charlotte, Carlos?" she called two other fellow students."I'm here Alyssa!" Carlos replied when he heard her voice."What's happening?" Charlotte couldn't help but cry when she realized her hands and
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