Romans & histoires Life Is Strange Double Exposure Characters

The phone dropped to the ground, as she lost her balance and began to writhe in pains. Any passer-by on the opposite side of the road where the ‘strange lady’ had been standing, would’ve been surprised to see a pretty lady on her side, with blood gushing out of her mouth. There was no visible scar on any part of her smooth and athletic body. My invisible double knew there was nothing he could do to help the dying lady, even if he wanted to. The next moment, he pulled out the glinting katana, without a trace of blood, out of her neck. He looked around as blood began to form a small pool beneath the head of the ‘strange lady.’

She followed quietly like Aria asked her to, but she didn’t bother to tiptoe like the younger lady. They arrived at the sitting room and luckily, the show was still on. Before Aria could even point to Triple J, Susan’s jaws had already dropped in surprise. She had seen the scene which was almost unreal. Triple J watching a cartoon? A stranger would probably find them weird for reacting that way but someone who knew how much Triple J hated cartoons would react just the same way.

They both turned toward me at the same time. For a second I just stared at them, then I let out a breathy laugh. “Oh my God. I actually feel like the main character in a movie right now, two billionaire men fighting over me on a yacht, this is insane.” A few people nearby gasped. Gal’s grip tightened, “Hazel-” Before I could say another word, Alan moved. One second I was standing between them, the next I was lifted clean off the floor.

They hear someone describing the duo. Yet they can’t see the person anywhere. The duo enters the ring and starts putting a pose as professional wrestling athletes do. Alfi then recognizes the duo by just seeing their heads. Rhino heads and shrimp bodies, not to mention those long tails. “Oh, the shrimp-brained-rhino.” Alfi and Kartika said without any impression shown on their faces. “Who you called ‘shrimp-brained-rhino"?!” The duo exclaimed. “There are two of them?” Cocong asked.

No less. The moment we step inside the expansive cabin, Raphael’s momentum stalls. He literally freezes at the sight of a strange figure sitting in one of the leather club chairs, nursing a glass of champagne. Then, from the galley area, a second figure—Axel—steps out, wiping his hands on a napkin. "Surprise!" Axel announces with fake excitement as he gestures grandly toward the strange-looking woman. Black messy hair with blue stripes. Black dress. Dark eyes circled. Dead gaze. God, what is she? And anyway, is it time for Halloween? Because she looks freaky scary.

CHAPTER 27 San Antonio, July 2012 *flashback chapter* Someone's POV. Do you know what it's like, when your perfect, perfectly fine life suddenly takes a very strange turn and changes completely. Her complete life suddenly becomes a mess. You are no longer the main character in your own life story. Do you know what it feels like to be the second person, not the lead actor who gets the spotlight at center stage? Even if there is someone better, you will be replaced easily.

The God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region nodded and said in an admiring tone, "I knew it was you. Good, you've finally come. This is not a place for you to stay. Keep going up. Someone is waiting for you in front." Ding Hao answered him and glanced at the three strange men in black. Those three people really looked strange. His Mind Essential made Ding Hao keenly perceive that there was a kind of strange demonic power rising in their bodies. It was a kind of strange power between life and death. Their faces were too strange. They looked like zombies who had been dead for a long time and returned to the human world after waxing. "Zhou San, is he your junior?" The leader of th

Warm brown rimmed beautiful blue eyes with dark lashes that lined them, making them stand out. Then he was gone. They were all gone. I tried to recall his face but couldn't find it. I realized that I had stopped talking in my discovery of my stranger. I looked up at Veda who was attentively gazing at me. “Sorry, I did it again, didn't I?” I asked anxiously. “Yeah, what was it this time?” “I've never seen the stranger before.” “Yeah, you said that. You said, 'All of my life, I have seen Laylan, Artimous, Greagan and Ivy but never the stranger.'” Veda recited back to me.

I am grateful for the overwhelming noise and the dim lighting—just a temporary moment to simply breathe and process the chaos. “It’s her,” a man nearby whispers loudly. “No, it isn’t,” another voice retorts. I recognize her from I*. She's a painter. “It’s definitely her,” a third one insists. AUTHOR'S NOTE: So no idea yet on who the strange is? Anyways... Promise, I'm ending this scene soon. This luncheon is feeling like a whole novella on its own. Haha. I think I'll cut it to 2 chapters and they go home. I've 2 more surprises, so, wait for it.

Ruby followed, her eyes sharp and searching the strange horizon. “It’s not an illusion,” Zara said quietly. “No,” Elira agreed. She could feel it in her bones—two heartbeats not quite in rhythm, both her own. They descended into the streets, where the air shimmered like heat over stone. People stood staring, some calling to figures they recognized in the doubled world, their voices swallowed by the rift. Others wept, clutching at loved ones they could see but not touch. A child pointed toward the palace steps, where a figure had appeared.