Silent vociferation

Silent vociferation

last updateLast Updated : 2023-11-22
By:   Eyfa  Ongoing
Language: English
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Twisted?. is it just her mind?. What was there?. What wasn't there?. kaylene?. "Kaylene. I am Kaylene delara reign." Madness within the cursed house in a twisted fate built on unknown fate. "Atlas Drystan. The medium who can see everything you seek help for." Yet, he is the source of evil and goodness in her life. Is it what they called fate and destiny?. Where things bounds to happen but there's a lot hole in her past?. And future seems too dark to ignore.

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It's three a.m. when the whisper gets louder, it's eating all the senses in her head. Four soft red walls intensely stared her back, Murals of a fantasy world lay lifelessly on the wall. The door which she was always wary of, leading to her wardrobe room much bigger than a normal house living room, became a place for numerous clothes, different types of them. Yet, all the fancy feed her fear like throwing a dead tree to the angry fire. The fluorescent sticker on the ceiling wasn't supposed to live and laugh but every night she saw them dancing and mocking her, crying at the corner seeming to be angry about something. The folding door to the bathroom seems to be the scariest of all, there's always something behind it. They scream, begging, and wailing for something she doesn't understand. She was nine after all.She was nine, and on the night of her birthday, she was supposed to get excited about the arrangements her parents has done, but nothing could make her heart flutter from the

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22 Chapters
Prologue
It's three a.m. when the whisper gets louder, it's eating all the senses in her head. Four soft red walls intensely stared her back, Murals of a fantasy world lay lifelessly on the wall. The door which she was always wary of, leading to her wardrobe room much bigger than a normal house living room, became a place for numerous clothes, different types of them. Yet, all the fancy feed her fear like throwing a dead tree to the angry fire. The fluorescent sticker on the ceiling wasn't supposed to live and laugh but every night she saw them dancing and mocking her, crying at the corner seeming to be angry about something. The folding door to the bathroom seems to be the scariest of all, there's always something behind it. They scream, begging, and wailing for something she doesn't understand. She was nine after all.She was nine, and on the night of her birthday, she was supposed to get excited about the arrangements her parents has done, but nothing could make her heart flutter from the
last updateLast Updated : 2023-01-20
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Chapter 1 page 1
1996Kaylene povThe snow icicles swirl in the air, so light, so free, and they end up anywhere they wish they want to lay down. Within a night, the forest was covered with a thick white blanket, making the air colder and vicious. The world has turned white, equality, they said, no matter how big your house, how far your house is, your house will be covered by them.White fairies.That is what was told when she was young, those white icicles were a fairy's shedding wings, they flipped up there in the sky, and flipped their wings so they get new ones, every day until they were satisfied with the new wings they get. If theirs was pink and transparent, or black night color, the shedding wings will always be white and cold.Being up here, on one deserted mountain was hard already, it's winter longer than the ground people usually stay. Up here wasn't always warm, no matter what season, they always get colder air. How's life down there? In those talking boxes they called television, they
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Chapter 1 page 2
The wooden stairs spiraled their way to the bottom floor, and her neck twisted to see the next floor, her feet make moved slowly, making no noise, her eyes wandering around as she breathe out slowly as if all the walls gonna wake up if she did so loud. Her hands gripped tightly on the handrail, so tight that all she heard was her whisper in her head.As her feet touched the last piece of stairs, she took a last look around. Even the slightest shadows could shake up her fear, gripping her heart so tight. She took a few steps, testing the floor if it will make noise, if she will be the noise. The shadows became bigger as she approached the couch, passing by the dining table, the vase on it seems too tall for her good, and the candles seems to be mocking her by making those shadows.The closer she was to the arch, the more her heart shake like a dead leaf. The curtain adorned the arch with a fake diamond connected to the seams threatened safety. She dropped down to the floor, crawling li
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Chapter 1: episode 3
The memories are still fresh in her head, repeating like a broken loop. She had to think again and again if those were a nightmare or not, but the bleeding said no, the freezing water last night said no, and all the cream and wet dress indicated that she was right. Knowing something that never happens before did happen made her bone-chilling like a soft jolt at first until it make her know it was there, she felt it like an electrocuted on her back. She was scared. Too scared. She convinced herself that it was alright, nothing would happen twice as she went to shower and change her clothes. She checked the stitching on her head before she decided to put on some bandage later. She walked out of her room, still having a little shaking as her fingers played with her dress. She steps one by one of the stairs as she was hoping nothing would happen today with every step she took.Reaching the floor, she heard the faint sound from the television in the living room, she looked around in the
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Chapter 1 : page 4
Times were mercilessly passing so fast, she conceded it was dark out there when she was cramming some more, drinks mainly. She tightened the duvet to the broom, heading to the window, as both ends of the broom held itself from the window pane. Since the broom is longer than the window pane size, it can't slides through, so, she obviously used this advantage to slide down. As she fastened the duvet to the broom and the other end bound to her backpack, she lowered the bag as quietly as she could from the second floor.The moment her bag touch the ground, she heard the loudest pounding on her door, with some menacingly growling and something cracking, making her heart drop. She quickly climbs the other side of the window, ready to slide down.She heard one last time something exploded, there was where she saw, her locked door fell to the ground motionlessly. At first, she thought, something her head made up since she frequently has nightmares and it makes her hardly get an ounce of sleep
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Chapter 1 : page 5
"Please!..."She was half groaning, half pleading, as she extend her hands to the fences, reaching for what, she doesn't know, at least the steel fences. Or any miracle forces. Her tears flowed again and again, unstoppable. She was scared, this was just how her nightmares were, every single night. There's no escape but she yearns for one. A strong grip on her shoulder makes her whole body flinch so hard, and another grip on her backpack already playing with her courage. Her eyes widened, realizing she wasn't going to be safe, no matter what this was. Nightmares or reality."Please wake up Elene! I don't want to be here!. Mom!. Dad!. Help me!."She screams, begging for someone, a real person, her mom, her dad, not a bleeding corpse. Have you heard the old tales, Three family in a harmonious house, They laugh, they cry in the cursed house, High on the sinful cliffs, Above the blood-painting cloud, Pleasing the thought of another chance to run. My child, Come with me, Let's slee
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Chapter 2 : Page 1
•••THE LIVING RAT•••The outside world was not as much as she expected. The television usually shows mostly streets with men wearing black suits, and black briefcases in their hands. With no expression the less she can see. The woman with a top round hat with pretty lace and some feather, with various colors of tops and skirts she could say seemingly they are comfortable wearing those. Some of them have fur around their neck, scarves.Where was she all this time? Why that television doesn't show this type of lifestyle? They mostly some education from heavy mustache men or places without any contexts other than music and nature sounds. Yeah, she sees people, but not this type of people. Yeah, she saw nature but not this less type of nature. People eyeing her as if she was something odd when it's actually them in her eyes that odd. She would say mostly wears some type of uncomfortable clothes, with spike-type hair, with charcoal under their eyes, and on their lips. While the others hav
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Chapter 2 : Page 2
Kaylene POVThe heavy feeling in my head makes it unbearable. She kept twisting her feet as if trying to drill a hole throughout my head. My head throbbed under the pressure of the gravel road, both pointed, both hard surfaces making my skin like a harsh deep pain, as if my head going to explode. I don't think I can't bear it much. People just stared down at the scene, as if this was just a normal day for them to watch. I need help. I didn't notice my eyes closed all this time until I peeled them open to seek help. Their eyes drilled emotionlessly into me, with a tight firm line on their lips. I tried to hold up my hand for help, but the stings on my lips make me aware that I wasn't able to call out for anyone.Please just anyone.The pressure become harder and harder I couldn't believe that it was still intact and not exploding. I tried to open my mouth for help but it came out as a whimper. I hold on to my feet, trying to stop it. As if my head were banged to the ground, harshly squ
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Chapter 2 : page 3
Through the glass window, wiped clean, no dust attached to it. A very clear glass, just like the weather. Clear heat and smoke in the air, the car passing by the streets, people walking down the lining up stores. Busy with their life. There's nothing she can do except stand there, facing the window, watching people sit down and properly eat their breakfast. She was passing by, in the hope of finding a job. She doesn't know how it works but somehow she needs to do something in exchange for food. She laid down in an alleyway for a couple of days to heal her chest bruised, and not fully healed but she know if she didn't get anything to fill her stomach she will die of starvation. But, in her way to get any job, she was struck midway, drooling over their food and the smells that waving in the air. Her tummy growled loudly, she doesn't realize it has been half an hour already, staring at each of the people inside.The bell rang, pulling her attention as a worker make her way outside, tow
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Chapter 2 : Page 4
Rain poured like a heavy waterfall, wiping off the smoke from the air, the dust in the streets, the once heat, become so cold, the night was colder, darker. Puddles are everywhere, making the earth wet and cold. The streets weren't just grey, it was beautiful wet grey, a smell she used to enjoy, the pitter patter sounds she used to make a background for a deep sleep, the cold she used to live while she make a hot chocolate, sitting in her beloved balcony, in the rattans swings and a comfy thick blanket over her body as she admired the scene.The leash was never tied around her neck like a beautiful accessory adore her pale neck. The same chain was the key to the locked door, to avoid the beast and nightmare the real life has to offer. The warm smiles, the warm embrace, what are the truths? She promise to sneak out every night, to gain any information, but thanks to that decision, she lost her parents, her home, her warmth, her security, and her happiness.Tight against the wet brick
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