Romans & histoires Jojo Horton Hears A Who

So, who would that be? "Last night. I heard a rhythm." The mysterious voice tell. My brows furrowed. I choose to follow it inside the house. "A rhythm that makes me feel as if I'm special." It continued. The voice became closer and higher. I saw my mother cutting some vegetables on the kitchen. "Mom? Do you heard something?" I asked. "Mm? No, I don't hear anything except from this boil water. Are you hungry?" Asked she. "I'm not. You can continue." I smiled to her and continue following that voice. It's really familiar to me!

I tried harder still when I heard another howl, but it seemed to be further away. As my eyes finally gave way, I saw him in all his magnificence. Stood among the trees, howling into the air. I was so taken aback by the sight of him that I hadn’t realised that I wasn’t alone. My mum had her hands on me and I felt her checking my neck for a pulse. I was so groggy and sore; I struggled to move at all.

Adriano crashed into the OR, wild-eyed. Cassie lay on the table, blood soaking her, eyes shut. His chest clenched. "Cassie! Cassie!" He grabbed her hand, shaking, voice raw. No matter how loud he shouted, she stayed silent. Adriano's eyes locked on the gash in Cassie's wrist, the torn bandage gone, the wound screaming her pain louder than words. "Wh-What... is this?" His voice dropped, sharp and deadly.

Felix clarified. “So... Who’s the new girl?” Adam cleared his throat, placing a finger on his phone’s screen to see if another message has come in. He pressed to off button swiftly. “Umm... “ “Don’t she have a name?” “Come on, wait! How am I supposed to hear when both of you are speaking at the same time?” “Adam, who are you into?” “It’s Hazel’s mum.” “What?” Felix and Noah went frozen as their Jaws dropped, hanging. “You said?”

He’s about to feel a flicker of triumph when he catches a thick, metallic scent. Blood. But Lilian is gone. Where is the smell coming from? As if possessed, his eyes are drawn to the wine cellar. He walks toward it. The smell of blood is nauseating. Panic claws at his heart. He flips on the light, his hand trembling. A huge, dark red pool of dried blood is smeared across the floor. It’s so much that his mind goes blank. “What is this…” His pupils dilate in horror. “It wasn’t her period… How could there be this much blood? How is that possible?!”

"Who then..." When I heard that noise coming from the dark part of the forest, I saw a hand hanging down, probably from someone. Suddenly, when I saw her wrist was red, I got very nervous. I took one step, and the same one came towards us. I stared at the hand until I saw who it belonged to a few seconds later. "Ady!" ---- Damon's POV

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what I planned to take is a pouch in a tree 200 meters away at the east part of the forest. I didn't open my eyes upon entering. I chose to use my sense of smell and hearing. I heard a loud howl and the trainer announced that one of our companions was caught in a trap. I was about to step on a pathway when someone spoke in my mind. "20 minutes! Take your time guys! You can do it!" Cheered, our trainer. "Don't! It's a trap!" I turned around. What was that voice doing and how did he know... Is he around?

“Keep your eyes on me, Emory. Only listen to my voice. You can do it. Slow breaths.” His hands cupped her face and whispered soothingly, “It’s just me and you here. Let everything else fade away.” Only my voice, Emory. As the carriage sped through the streets, the thunderous sound of the storm filled their ears. Emory closed her eyes and focused on Rahl as everything faded away. Reaching deep into her core, she searched for the light that guided her before. Slowly, the voices faded, leaving only Rahl’s touch and voice like a glimmer of hope amidst the tempest.

But before I could draw it, Something hard collided with the back of my neck. “Troublesome Hunter,” I faintly heard his deep voice grumble. Then, the world dissolved into blessed, silent black.