I-SHIRLEY
CHAPTER 15
ACKERMANN
Ackermann woke up after he felt a hand caressing his bare-chest. His eyes were blurry at first…. He saw a black curly haired woman sharing a bed with him. She was on one side of her body and had locked her head up high with her arm. Ackermann tilted his head slightly and look in her direction. “Hey there sleepy head.” She said. Ackermann squinted his eyes and rolled his to the corners, trying to figure out where he was. “This… is my room?” Ackermann asked himself in his head. The man was extremely confused at that point. He almost didn’t his own room if not for the aquarium he had placed on the table beside the entrance.
“Honey…. Honey…?” She pulled a hair on his chest and made him snap back. “What’s wrong? You kinda zoned out.” She said, looking and sounding a little worried.
<I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 16CHIEF TADORTador woke up after he felt a soft hand caressing his face. His eyes were blurry at first…. He saw a dark-skinned woman with neatly trimmed hair sitting right beside him on the bed and looking down at him. Her hands were still on his face. Tador tilted his head slightly and look in her direction. “Hey, there sleepy head.” She said. Tador squinted his eyes and rolled them to the corners, trying to figure out where he was. “Where…. Where am I?” Tador asked himself in his head. The man was extremely confused at that point. He almost didn’t recognize his own room if not for the baby picture of his son he had hung on the wall beside the entrance.“Tad…. Honey…?” She gently slapped his cheeks, trying to bring him back to his senses; he didn’t. She then grabbed a single hair around his beard and pulled it harshly. That one did the job. “
I-SHILREYCHAPTER 17Shirley mildly hears the sounds of her surroundings; she notices that it’s a lot different from the sounds she usually hears at that time of the night, when she’s sleeping. She would usually hear the fan blowing air unto her, or the A.C, doing the same as the fan – when she decides to use that one instead, or the single beep sound alerting her of a notification from an email or from her I-message. This time, the sound was a lot different and foreign to her ears. But even still, she was asleep, though she recognized everything. She was the kind of person who would sleep and go in deep, but would still hear and notice everything in her surroundings. That is, if she’s not dreaming at the time. The loud hoots from the owls around were enough to make sleeping Shirley’s sub consciousness realize she was in a different place at the time, but still, wasn’t enough to wake her up. The howls did that. The loud h
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 18Ackermann stood in front of Martha and Michael, with the knife still in his hands and a tear-dripping face. Michael had locked himself in his mother's arms as they both stared dead at Ackermann. The Angel of death stood and watched the show from a distance. He had spat to Ackermann how he'd get out the never-ending nightmare, and that way was the only way to go out. "All you have to do to get out of this is quite simple actually. I said that would not work earlier, but scratch that. I make the rules here and I can change them as much as I see fit. You claim these two are not real, you claim they are long dead. So if they are already dead and not real, there wouldn't be any problem with slitting their throats and gutting them limb from limb right? After all that was what you brought the knife for, right?"Ackermann knew he was a complete monster for even considering to do the bidding of the Angel of death, even if they are not real, but
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 19Chief Tador took a better look around and saw the Angel of Death's writing on the wall; "I am the angel of death, and this is my design." And then below it, "My work is almost done!" Chief Tador's eyes opened wide for a few moments, and then he smiled in an irritating smug. Azriel spotted the Chief's smirk from a mile away and approached him. "I didn't know you were already awake, and you seem almost excited about something. You just woke up from a weird deep sleep, and you are not freaking out…?" said Azriel.Chief Tador's upper eyelid raised, and the lower lid drew down, which exposed the white sclera above and below his iris. "Huh…? Are you a mind reader…." The man didn't even realize the devilish smile he had put on his face. He might have thought he was smiling in his head.Chief Tador turned his eyes away from Azriel and looked back at the writing in blood on the wall. "He said he's almost done?" asked Tador.
I-SHIRLEYCHAPTER 20“Yeah -- it’s tonight. I’ll be on the plane right after.”“Oh ok
Azriel wiped off the steam from the mirrors. She looked into her eyes through the reflection for a while. "This is it... Tonight is the night!" She said to herself. She didnt know what she was going to find out; she didnt even know what to expect. "I'll disclose the identity of this "Angel of Death" to the world."Azriel sighed."Why do i get the feeling something bad is going to happen...? According to him, the angel of death wouldn't attack him no matter what, because he has a list, and he doesn't kill for fun.Well, I guess that should be reassuring..." Azriel thought."Now, what to wear."Azriel opened her traveling bag and turned it upside down - emptying it. She spread the dress apart and looked at each of them closely. "Red, black, summer green... which is which?" She put her index finger on her pointy nose and thought for a while."Black!" She finally decided.Azriel didn't take longer than half an hour to dress up. She closed her eyes once her hands felt the coldness of the me
“Rebekah might have sleepwalked or whatever, but she ends up waking up in the middle of the woods, confused on how the hell she’d gotten there. The howls of the wolves in the woods woke her up. She sits up and breathes heavily, as if she had just escaped from someone who almost strangled her to death, or she just came out from the bottom of a river that tried to swallow and suffocate her.She coughed violently, but after that the tension in her breath and the pounding of her heart had reduced. After moments of taking care of herself not to cough out her heart or get a heart attack, she finally noticed the environment. All her efforts of relaxing herself went straight into the bin, because where she found herself gave her more fright than what startled her in her sleep. She looked down at her dress and saw what she was wearing; It didn’t belong to her, neither did she recall any memory of her putting it on. It was a sleeveless overall dress which looked even blacker and darker than a n
I-SHIRLEY 23 A deep passionate kiss woke Shirley up from sleep. She opened her eyes slowly, and the first thing she saw was Gehrig’s blurry face, smiling down at her. “Good morning, babe –” He greeted and planted another kiss on her lips. Shirley smiled. “Hi…” She said as she sent her hands over her face to caress her eyes. “Wait…” Shirley sniffled jokingly. “Is that –” “Yes, it is…” Gehrig interrupted. “ Oh my… I haven’t had that in like forever! No actually, I haven’t had a good breakfast in months… Years even.” Gehrig chuckled lightly. “I’m aware, honey.” “Well, what am I waiting for then?” “Exactly my thought…” Gehrig grabbed her hands and helped her off the bed. Breakfast was soft pancakes and berries, as warm as they would be in the sun, maple syrup threaded upon the top, with a glass of cold orange juice at the side. Shirley dug in, the moment her butt landed on the chair. She closed her eyes and moaned slightly when the pancake came into contact with