บททั้งหมดของ The Secrets of Ole Keating Village: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Mommy used to tell me that Nightmare is an evil spirit formerly thought to oppress people while they were sleeping. It causes people to experience bad things in their dreams. Yuan used to get annoyed whenever I cry and wet the bed because I had a bad dream. Mom and Dad will come to me and let me sleep in their room.  Yuan said that I should not be afraid of Nightmare because it visits the ones who are scared of it. He said that if I became brave to sleep alone, Nightmare won’t visit me. When I was eight, he gave me his favorite stuffed toy. He said it protects him from Nightmare and if I sleep with the teddy bear, Nightmare will not come to me. I don’t know what happened because his teddy bear suddenly lost its magic to protect me from Nightmare.  It’s been years but Nightmare still visits me every night. It never missed an evening. It gets creepier every time. My whole body is trembling when I woke up. I’m drenching in sweat but I yank my comforter until i

  “Are you okay?” the boy has managed to get to me. He flinched when he moves so I carefully sat beside him. Traces of blood is evident on his face. His shirt is ripped from the back, exposing the bruises from the whip. I can feel the pain in my body, too. But this time, I’m more afraid for the boy beside me. “Is he gone?” I whispered; too afraid I will be heard. “Yes.” He answered, “Hey, don’t cry.” As if on cue, my tears well my face, making it sting. It’s raining again. I don’t know how long have I slept. I’m not hungry anymore. I silently prayed that Mom will come to pick me up.   “Hey, you okay?” My hands caressed my arms. The smell of antiseptic filled my nose before I can even open my eyes and look at the one talking to me. The room is white and sterile. I’m in the hospital again. I inhaled air

Sadoche   It’s already raining when I reached Kori’s house. Since I’m already drenching, I throw my bag on the porch and stayed under the rain. It’s already dark, the only light outside is the flash of lightning in the sky. The rain will not stop anytime soon so I lie on my back, feeling the cold concrete. I stare blankly at the roaring sky, not minding the painful drops of rain. I heard the front door opened but I’m too tired to care. I closed my eyes, feeling the cold, hard ground. The rain is still pouring but I’m suddenly not feeling the raindrops. When I opened my eyes, Kori’s face comes into view. “What on earth are you doing there, boy?” he asked, he looks like a grim reaper on his black coat. “Get up, dummy. You’re going to catch a cold.” He pulled me up and basically dragged me inside the house. He threw a towel on my face and went into the kitchen. I was able to strip on my clothes and cover my waist wit

Sadoche There’s something wrong with her.   The way she stares at the candles says it all and when Luna blew them, Roux finally loses it. Luna and Lucas were oblivious of her but I saw how her pupils dilate like she’d seen a ghost. I kneel beside her, putting a safe distance since she freaks out whenever someone touches her. She’s staring at nothing like she’s in a trance. “Roux,” I called her but it seems like she can’t even hear me. Lucas puts the cake down on the table while Luna watches her in horror. “Oh my God, what’s happening to her?” she asked like I know the answer. “Roux.” I snapped a finger on her face but she suddenly started kicking. Lucas pulled Luna away from her since she got kicked on her stomach. Lucas runs for the lights but Roux kept on kicking the air like she’s trying to get away from something—or someone. She managed to knock out the plates an

  The classes were suspended because of the storm. I haven’t talked to Lucas nor Luna after that night. I haven’t heard about Akira, either. It’s been three days since I last saw them. Kori visited me yesterday, asking me what else I remember. Yuan knocked on my room but I made no move to answer. When he entered, he sat on the edge of my bed. “Are you okay?” he asked. “You haven’t eaten your breakfast.” “I’m not hungry.” I glanced at my window. Raindrops slap on the glass, leaving blurred marks on it. Yuan didn’t comment on the fact that I basically clung onto Akira that night. The wounds on my hands were almost healing, leaving another ugly scar on my skin. No touching has been the first rule I set myself but Akira’s touch is unexplainably felt like a freaking refuge. “Mom and Uncle Ronan will be back on Monday.” He announced. I never knew who our real father is. Mom married Ronan when I was three and since then, he insis