All Chapters of Survive Me, Darling: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I froze on that spot, a sudden hiccup leaving my chest as his words bounced off in wave signals against my skull. From afar, thunder rumbled and lightning struck across the walls in a flash. The flimsy curtains in the room flailed from the sudden wind and then a droplet of rain hit the ceiling once, twice, three times, and then a heavy downpour followed. That same news wouldn't stop playing now; instead, the voice grew more static and carried through the downpour outside. The thunder rumbled and in fright, I jumped into his arms without thinking twice and the next time I blinked, my butt hit the tiles so hard, I could swear I heard the bone in my pelvic region snap. I bit my lips to suppress my moan. My eyes were beginning to shine with unshed tears as I looked up at him. “You are dumping me after five years??” My voice was bitter. “Well, you didn't have to throw me to the floor to pass it across. I have ears!” “I spoke to your father, he’s given me his blessings to marry Edna…

“Hey, keep it down. Most of us are trying to have a good sleep here” My teeth gnashed and I immediately wrapped both my hands around my arms to soothe myself from the sudden cold that clogged my chest. Who in their right mind would sleep peacefully when there were hordes of grotesque creatures roaming down the building? What in God’s name had I walked into! My stomach dipped with a bitter bile and I clutched my throat to keep me from puking right there on the floor. Everything happening here was already a complete mess, and I couldn't afford to create another. The heavens knew how bad I hated horror shows, how insanely paranoid I got at the slightest discomfort and it still chose to use my one weakness against me. Suddenly a horn blared thickly, the kind you’d hear during one of those fire emergencies. The lights stopped flickering and golden hues filled the room, rattling everyone. Even the ones who’d supposedly been having a peaceful nap, jerked up with eyebrows twit

Tension strummed down my spine and my hair thrashed uselessly across my face, blinding my vision. The wind was picking up severely now and I jerked forward, almost losing my footing when the roofing of the building blew off into the sky. “Eight minutes, ten seconds gone” The static voice announced. My vision blurred for a couple of moments and my chest tightened as I stood there shaking like a leaf. Then that voice seeped into my head again. Voice all smoke and agitation. “Why aren't you moving, little mortal? Are you by chance tempting me?” “Get out of my head!” I screamed. “Then MOVE those legs. Now!” My chest tightened painfully from the harsh mannerism of his voice—it was close to a roar. A searing heat settled in my chest on the impact of his tone. “Bloody murderer!” I cried out and sprinted as fast as my legs could carry me. The voice had vanished from my head now. Relief washed over me for a couple of seconds but I guess I got too ahead of mysel

Joke on us all, no one could live in the moment in a place like this. Everyone had to crave something…survival. So when black crows hovered in the air like smoke after poking out both eyeballs of the first player, beads of blood dripped into the grass and a curved blade decapitated the man yelling in anguish, I knew this wasn’t just golf. It was madness. I nearly screamed but clasped a palm over my mouth, trapping the sound as the man’s lifeless body crashed to the ground. Everyone shrieked, the atmosphere heightening with unspoken fear. “Pod ten, step forward.” Pod ten balked back as she wailed out loud. “Why me? Pod Two is meant to go next! This is unfair!” she protested but her legs still dragged out of the confines. My bleak gaze followed her, a timer ticking in my head at when the dice would roll to me. This game was cruel. It was keeping everyone on the edge, never foreshadowing who was next. The girl slammed the big red button on the raffle machine.

The sound of an ambulance siren filled my ears before my body jerked awake. On instinct, my palm fell to my forehead in a tight grip as a slight headiness overwhelmed me. “Save my daughter,” I heard… That voice. Too familiar. Way too familiar. It jerked me up to my feet. “We are doing our best.” “Can’t you see it’s not enough…why does she look so crooked? Broken?” Those voices assaulted me, but looking around, I was in a dark hollow void. The hairs on my skin stood at ease like they were reacting to me being watched. “W–Who are you?” I croaked. And as if summoned, I felt the same familiar darkness my body somehow recognized latch onto my skin. A ghostly trail crawled up my neck, and I whirled around sharply. “Who’s there?” “It’s your damnation, little mortal.” I immediately clocked the voice, and my legs hurried backwards on instinct until I tripped and landed in a pool of black mist that hadn’t been there earlier. I hated that I could actually recognize this bloo