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Opening them the tears streaming down my face seized. My face morphed into a shocked expression, staring at the iced flooded room, it was all frozen. Everything in the room was, with ice spikes forming through the frozen objects. Standing up to examine what I just did I came across my mirror, peaking at my reflection my lips parted in more shock.

Every conversation in the room stopped. I smiled politely. “Of course.” He gestured toward a quieter corner. “Did you witness the incident?” “Yes,” I said calmly. “After it happened.” “What did you see?” “I saw panic,” I replied. “Fear. Confusion.” “That’s all?” “For now,” I said. He studied my face. “You don’t seem shaken.” “I’ve had a long night,” I replied. “Shock wears differently on everyone.” He nodded slowly, not convinced, but not pushing.

mom and dad try to call their friends and relatives but there is no signal in every part of our house meanwhile, I check out our window if there is something outside of the house as I check the outside, there was this man that is lying on the ground and his companion is a little strange I focus my eyesight firmly to see what’s happening and suddenly blood gush out in the person's body who’s lying on the ground! like in a horror film, my body shivers, and gravely shock at what is happening before my eyes he’s eating the man! my entire body instantly trembled, my sweat suddenly becomes cold and it shook my entire being in fear! “ill check outside if there is a signal, wait for me he- “- Dad, h

I cried for a very long time till I got tired and then I went to wash my face. I was heading out of the restroom when I bumped into the greatest shock of my life. At first I thought my eyes was deceiving me but when I kept staring It dawned on me that I wasn’t mistaking. We both had shock expressions on our faces and it took us time to recover

It shines brightly as I try adjusting my eyes to its glow. I gasp in horror when I look myself in it. A tremendous wave of shock bolts through my body, almost letting me choke when I see myself without a face. My body doesn't appear to be natural. It seems like I am made of sand with a head having no facial features, mostly appearing like a silhouette. How is it possible? This is ridiculous. How am I even seeing myself without eyes? How am I breathing without a nose? What the fuck is wrong with me? I try to touch my face with my trembling hands in miserable panic, but I feel nothing. How the hell is this happening? I shiver in trepidation, looking at my deformed face or more like a non-exist

He stopped mid-sentence. His gaze had dropped fully to the photograph in my hand, and whatever he'd been about to say died completely on his lips. I watched something shift across his face, the easy authority I'd grown used to draining away in real time, replaced by an expression I'd never once seen on him before. Shock. Raw, unguarded shock. “Where,” he said slowly, “did you get that?” “It was in my mother's wedding album.” I held it up slightly, studying his reaction with growing unease. “It fell out just now. Do you know who this is?”

Noah stepped inside, as he softly closes the door in his own initiative as he did not even blink once when making an eye contact with the people inside, the people that already had a shock expression on their faces after they have seen their face. Who cannot be shock if they saw such a face? Noah current face right now, really was too similar with Mr. Everest, Mrs. Everest husband that Mr. Everest who was originally angry that someone was finally taking advantage of his wife weakness was speechless for a moment as he looked over at Noah direction, silently stunned and in a daze. Mrs. Everest who was waiting for a long time for the son that she had never seen to finally show up, burst into te

The position of my carpet is changed. My body froze in place. I'm not alone. Someone is inside my apartment. "FREEZE!" The next thing I knew is my face is pinned on the soiled floor as the spilt beer starts to wet my astounded face.

When she picked up the mopping bucket, she absentmindedly moved forward but bumped into something hard. “Ow” She rubbed the side of her face and looked up. She looked like she had just seen a ghost as she froze. Her face dimmed and she swallowed in fear. The boss was here, right in front of her and staring her down. She was trapped, lost in the swirling abyss of his dark hypnotizing orbs. “You can leave now since you’re done. Sharon get me my coffee”.

he shouted, slamming his hand on the table, causing the whole place to shake. The woman's expression shifted from anger to fear. The boy in front of her looked at her intensely, with a deep, neutral gaze. She gripped the chair she was sitting on as the boy leaned in, resting his arms on the table. His face was as disfigured as the backdrop of his smile. "Why are you afraid of me?" he whispered close to her face. "Do I seem so horrifying to you?" he asked, running his fingers across the woman's face, making her tremble. "My face is the most beautiful thing there is."