D-Day-6It was past midnight and a lone figure wrapped in black fog stood atop a hill overlooking a snow-capped village below. All around, a blizzard began to pick up speed and the fierce wind blew at blinding speed, smashing everything in its way. An unnaturally thick mist began to form below, shrouding the village.The lone figure in long dark cloak was soon joined by another.“Suzanne Summers refused to join us,” the second figure said, its voice dripping with malice.The black fog around the first wavered slightly and an eerie laugh came from it, “Fool.”“There are only a few gifted ones left. It will be easy to take them down. The Dark Lord will be pleased.”The first figure leaned forward slightly and stretched out a hand. Black mist seeped out from within its long sleeves, gathering under the hand of the dark figure. Around them, the blizzard grew even stronger and the wind howled through the hill like the beginning of creation.The f

A great feast laid at the table, stretching from the head to the end of the long rectangular table with enough food to feed at least fifty people. It was a fusion of east meets west with a delectable stuffed turkey in the middle of the table, a hot piping pepperoni pizza next to it, followed by an aromatic shepherd's pie, steak and kidney pie, spicy kimchi stew, samgyeopsal served with barbequed pork strips wrapped with lettuce, perilla leaves and raw garlic kimchi. Thomas was already at the table, helping himself to a big pot of chicken curry. The twins were tucking into their food as well, one polishing off a plate of chocolate fudge brownies and the other digging into a combination of steamed basmati rice and fries. “You know, this feels a lot like the last supper,” Thomas said between mouthfuls. The twins ignored him. Hans sat at the head of the table, picking at his food with a pair of stainless steel chopsticks. He shrugged,” I wanted to order t

D-Day-3There would be no grand wedding. But it was fine with Suzanne and Tom. They had in fact opposed to having one. It did not seem right for them to celebrate when countless lives were lost by the minute.But the twins and Thomas were adamant about having a celebration.“Everything’s so bleak now, we can at least look forward to a joyous occasion with your wedding!” Thomas had pleaded, blinking at them like a little doe through his glasses.So Suzanne and Tom relented. The twins and Thomas spent one whole day yesterday just to create the perfect wedding arch out of dried flowers and twigs. They roped in everyone for a scavenger hunt around Hans’ mansion, looking for everything and anything that could be put to good use and to Suzanne’s delight, they all ended up having a snowball fight like little children.Thomas was right, the wedding did bring forth smiles on their faces.The twins fashioned a simple bouq

All around the world, the black mist retreated, slithering back into the shadows, putting an end to the overwhelming thunderstorms and blizzards that terrified everyone. The skies were clear once more, much to the joy of the people and soon, many came out of hiding, snapping pictures of the cloudless skies and taking selfies, posting them on social media to proclaim the good news.Everyone around the world was celebrating, except for the people of Seoul, Korea. For up in their skies, the black mist appeared, looming over the city, sending every last person who dared to venture out earlier scampering for shelter.A young man and his sister peeked out from their apartment window and snapped a photo of the mist as it headed for the Gangnam. In a matter of minutes, the photo went viral, sending a tremor of terror down the spines of all who saw it, for, within the mist, a shadowy face could be seen.It was the face of the devil himself.***The banging

As Thomas took his first step out from the safe haven of the golden threads, his short young life suddenly flashed before his eyes.He saw himself as a child, chasing after the autumn leaves on the streets. The other children had not wanted to play with him. Then he saw himself at his graduation with freckles and braces complete with cracked glasses, standing alone and smiling awkwardly at the camera while the rest of his classmates stood in the arms of their parents. He had been lonely then. The image was soon replaced by his first-day job as a library assistant at the Birmingham Library. He had felt at home there and was accepted by all the book-loving children who would share with him their candies and sandwiches.A smile appeared on his lips just then, and his vigour renewed as he stepped further out to face the rage of the black mist. With each step he took, a surge of determination began to flow through him, growing stronger and stronger, until it became an unsto