Sierra Is Alive のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

PROLOGUE It was a cold Thursday morning of October 13, 2016, when a chilling news broke and traumatized all the people of Camden town. It was about the body they found; a sixteen-year-old girl that they soon identified as Sierra McCarthy. Even without an autopsy, based on her injuries and dismembered body parts, it was already obvious that someone tortured her to death. They found all the parts of her body inside the garbage bags floating in the lake of Pineview. No one knew what she did wrong to be murdered. No one's soul knew who did that to her. The only person who witnessed everything the night of the attack was no other than Archer Leviticus. My ex-boyfriend. Yesterday, he saw me… breathing, standing, full of life. I may have completely changed myself, but he still looked at me the same, just like the seventeen-year-old version of him. I know I tore him apart the moment I ran away and hid myself from him. In the first place, he shouldn't have seen me. All I

 August 20, 2021 “Why did you do that?!" The first words he fired when he entered my room. There's a disgusting expression of annoyance plastered on his face.He's dressed in a formal attire that makes him professional, polished, and refined, but his atrocious manner failed to amuse me."Really, Archer?! You created a podcast about a dead girl and asked people to find her for you?! Are you out of your mind?!" Bryon continued while his blazing eyes were still looking into mine.I was so full of him that my anger collapsed and made me throw away the joystick controller in my hands and balled my fists when I looked up at him in infuriating anger."What do you want, Bryon? Will a podcast

May 08, 2016"Love at first sight, huh?"I came back to my senses as the noises in my surroundings came back as well, when I heard Everson's voice behind me. I turned to him in annoyance. He's wearing an all-black attire as if he'd attended a funeral instead of a church mass. There's a soccer ball in his hand that he swiftly kicked back to the younger boys who were playing a mess-up soccer game.There are a handful of teenagers here outside the chapel. From what I've heard, the Camden Public School is holding a recollection and retreat for all of their students. They're also going to split the middle and high schoolers. We're not allowed to join since we don't go to that public school.When I turned back to the girl's direction who caught my attention, I couldn't find her anymore. She's already gone. I sighed in disappointment. It's all Ever's fault."I never thought you'd attend the mass," I said, changing the topic. I don't want him to m

"And so we meet again."Sierra surprised me by appearing and slamming a book on the desk before me, which brought me back to reality. She's dressed formally in a light blue dress with a black ribbon in the middle of her collar, and her long ginger hair is braided into three strands. She looks great today without even trying; in fact, I believe she always looks great.Blinking often, I double-checked that I was the one she spoke to by peering around the corner. Everything in Camden town's most central public library is brown from the walls and down to the things around inside here, and every corner of the room exudes the intoxicating aroma of books."Hey, I'm talking to you." She whispered and smiled sheepishly at me.Withou

October 19, 2016It took me several days to regain my sense of sanity. And the moment I opened my eyes and had the strength and courage to speak once more, I had no idea that Sierra was already gone once I saw the four corners of the room."I know it will be difficult for you to accept what I'm about to tell you, son."  The older man in the police uniform began, his eyes sympathetically looking at me as if I were a stray pet.He's seated in front of my hospital bed in a white plastic chair. And I spotted another cop standing behind him with his hand on his chin, looking at me with the same sympathetic expression.And here I am, helpless on my bed, perplexed and worried. But I've never given them the impression that I'm about to burst out in tears because of wha