Hellish Obsession

A menacing explosion of morning alarm and the chirping of distant birds startled Aveline Celeste out of her abysmal nightmare. She flipped her eyes open and felt her body bathed in cold sweats. The twisted pile of dishevelled sheets around her limbs were probably because of her thrashing in sleep.

Not that the foreign room was entirely dark, everything was brighter than it should be. Assumably because of the morning sun that darted through the mirror of this room.

The mirror! What's that on the mirror? Something was written on it with red bold letters.

Aveline struggled to get herself up to assuage her curiosity. The surpluses of her nightmare were still clinging to her mind and the hangover was making her head feel the worse.

She blinked her blurred vision to glimpse clearly.

She read it aloud but before she could react, or even catch another breath, she was startled by another sound. The door swung open and the sluggish hinges of the old door creaked like fingernails on a dusty chalkboard.

Aveline massaged her temple and twisted her head just to witness no one at the door. Then what caused the door to creak? Was it because of the wind? She panicked.

"Meow! Meow!"

At the wail of a cat, she glanced down on the floor and spotted a black cat staring at her with its bloodshot, hazel eyes. So, it was not someone but a cat. A black cat!

She let out a relief sigh but couldn't just relax at all. "Where the hell am I now?" This place is not familiar to her.

The room was old enough reckoned by its proficiency but it still seemed so new as if was built last night. Snapping out the thoughts, Aveline tried to straighten her composure and stared at the mirror. "I started what? Who will end it and what?" She wandered.

She was aware of everything weird that was arising but didn't understand a single thing. From yesterday, everything was already so confusing and she could barely remember anything.

"Good morning, Princess Ave." An indistinct hissing, wheezy sound faded in Aveline's ear.

Curiously, she pulled herself up and her long hair fell over her waist. She stood up, avoiding all of her body resistance and stopped by the mirror. It was liquid on the glass, thick and flowing down. Her heart slammed against her ribs with sickening dread.

Blood!

The words with bold red letters were written with blood!

"How was the night?" The distant whisper overlapped had now.

She felt the squish of frosting beneath her cheeks. The fear, the exhaustion, the life transforming events of last night overwhelmed her.

Garnering her courage, she grabbed her phone and tied her hair into a bun before she made her way out of the room. She had to figure everything out but little did she know there was another shock waiting for her?

After she stepped out through the door, she found herself in a forest, surrounded by giant trees. She swallowed her breath, as her body jerked in another terror.

Bzzt... Bzzt... Bzzt...

She jumped when her phone vibrated. Glancing down the caller ID, she picked up the call and her heart felt ease. "Peter?"

"Where are you, Ave?"

"In the Purple Forest." She replied as she frantically glanced around, searching for a existence that could turn into a great evidence.

"What? Forest? Why? Are you playing with the animals? Come out quickly. I'm standing in front of the club. The duke has called me to find you."

"Wait a minute. I will be right there." With that, Aveline found her way to the street and tried to remember every single thing that happened with her from last night.

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Author's Note: Everything is my imagination. It's a fantasy book. It has nothing to do with reality. So if you read lizard holding fork and knife, eating dinner or... talking, You can't complain.

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