ENCOUNTER

The words the old woman said to her at the bus junction struck her that she was unable to concentrate during the interview. No matter how hard she tried to brush those thoughts off, she just couldn't stop thinking about it. What did she mean by the demon was coming to kill her? The man with red eyes? red eyes? April sighed loudly as she refused to believe the words the Granny said. Why on earth will the man with red eyes want to kill her? Why was he after her life? Her life was already a mess and now she had to deal with a fictional creature coming after her life. April laughed as she shook her head. "What a load of garbage!" She cussed. Was the Granny expecting her to believe those loads of garbage she spat out? Demons aren't real and she was so sure of it, they were just fictional creatures written in novels. She wouldn't fall for that old woman's lie. She looked at the time on her phone, it was time for her part time job. She would rather spend her time working herself to death th

[ At The Choice Bar ] April was back to her part time job as a bartender. She pouted her lips as she remembered what her Mum said to her. "How could she tell her daughter to get married just because i couldn't get a job? That's too harsh." She whined. She served drinks to the customers and took new orders there she saw the quack fortune teller who had told her yesterday was her lucky day. Lucky day indeed, she was almost killed yesterday and still didn't get a job despite paying him two thousand dollar. Mandy forced her to pay the bill assuring her that she would really get the job. "My two hundred dollar, i must collect my money back." Forgetting that she had other customers to attend to, she marched forward to the fortune teller and grabbed him by his collar. "Hey, do you remember me? You told me yesterday was my lucky day, you lied to me. My two hundred dollar, give me back my money, you bastard!" The fortune teller pushed her. "Hey, don't try to blame me for your failure." He s

"Margaux? Sins of the past?" She kept repeating his words as she tried to comprehend what he had just said but the more she thought of it, the more confused she was. Why did he call her a different name? What did he mean by the sins she committed in the past? She looked at the window to ask him what he meant by that but he had already left leaving her all alone in this cold room. How could he just leave after calling her a name she had never heard and talking about the sins she committed in the past? How could he just leave without telling her the reason why he was doing all these? April banged at the door again, hoping that the demon would show himself but he didn't, he didn't show up. She sighed loudly as she sat on the cold floor and cursed under her breathe already frustrated with everything going on. She wished all of these were a dream, she wished this was just a bad dream, a bad dream she desperately wanted to wake up from. ********Damon who had just finished speaking with A

A bucket of water was poured over April's head, it had jolted her awake so rudely and without warning that her entire face was still dripping from the cold water. April opened her eyes, she saw her hands and legs were chained and she wasn't in the store room, where she was looked like a dungeon, a dark cold dungeon. Shocked at receiving such treatment, she struggled to free herself from the chain but felt sharp thorns piercing through her skin. April whimpered in pain as she stared at the chains with sharp thorns used to chain her. "I'd advise you not to struggle to free yourself unless you want to get hurt." She heard his cold voice echoed in the dungeon as he took a seat watching her as she whimpered in pain. He seemed to find pleasure in seeing her in agony. "The next time you try to run away from me, your mum and your best friend, Mandy or whatever she calls herself would also be punished." April felt her knee weakened as she heard his threats. She knew this man was

Damon walked into the living room thinking about what he had just seen, no, she had revealed it to him. 'Why? Why did he....' He scoffed, he seemed to have forgotten who she was, she was a powerful witch, she was capable of manipulating his mind. She probably revealed that to him to save herself so he wouldn't kill her. "That cunning witch." He cursed and turned when he heard footsteps approaching. Dana, Connor and the ginger haired witch Lemuel entered the house. Dana had brought Lemuel along with her to avoid being alone with Connor. She bowed when she saw Damon fold his arms as he approached them. "I was told you asked for me." Dana said as she raised her head to look at him but quickly looked down as she couldn't stand his intimidating aura. "I need you to look into the memory of a human." Damon replied going straight to the point. Dana furrowed her brow at what Damon had just asked her to do. It was something outrageous and forbidden for the witches. "It is forbidden for