Chapter 3 The cult
“What are Ты on about?” I was shaking with anger. How dare she say what I am and what I'm not “Stuff you” I wanted to say much worse. I walked away from her. Suddenly James was in front of me, smirking at me then he slowly vanished. I had to get out of here. By the time I come back it will be too late.
I was walking down the empty улица, уличный the sun had set already. How long have I been walking for? I did not even feel tired. Some how I ended up at the park... thinking of Hannah, I walked past where it all happened Hannah screams echoed inside my head. I felt nothing but anger.
“Hello” A voice who I faintly remembered... Damien. I turned round as fast I could my fist clenched and swung at Damien. Before I could register what happened Damien ducked and was behind me buckling me to the ground. He held me to the ground with my hands behind my back.
“Join us?” Damien asked. Is he mad, no way!
“Are Ты on crack или something no.” I used all my anger to Переместить my self away from under him. I lifted him from under me. When I stood up he was on the ground looking up at me.
“Because of Ты my girlfriend is in a coma and now I'm a-” I stopped there if I сказал(-а) I was a demon he would think I'm insane или something. I started walking away, my head was muddled.
“And now your a demon” shock passed through me as Damien сказал(-а) that sentence.
“No don't be stupid” I turned away for the секунда time.
“I know Ты are! Ты can’t deny it” I could feel his eyes staring at me.
“How do Ты know?” I сказал(-а) without turning around.
“Well quite a few reasons really, number Uno we beat the hell out of Ты and a couple days later and your out of hospital. Meaning Ты heal like a demon. And two the color of your eyes gives it away. There black if you’re wondering. And the last one is that your stronger then last time... good перфоратор, удар, пунш by the way” I turned round Damien was holding the side of his face where I punched him, he smiled at me.
“Now will Ты join” he added looking deep into my eyes.
All my anger washed out of me, I felt weak without thinking I сказал(-а) yes.
“Good it's for the best. Now follow” he grabbed my shoulders, one минута we are at the park the Далее we are in some sort of warehouse. That was weird....
Even though it was dark I could see clearly the people faces like they glowed.
Damien clapped his hands and the whole place became bright, for some strange reason my eyes did not need to adjust to the light setting. Every face in the room looked at me... if looks could kill I would be stone dead. Damien’s hands were on my shoulder again and he said:
“This is Luke and he will be joining our cult” mumbles rumbled through the warehouse. I looked around the room again stares still locked on me, deathly looks, then I saw him, his face stuck out from all the other faces... Rob! I could not control myself anger was building up inside me, like all this anger was locked up inside me and it’s just been let out. He backed up against the Стена looking scared and frightened. Everyone who was looking at me followed my stare. They all started smirking “Do it” one of them shouted at me. Damien let go of my shoulders and pushed me into the crowd. I let the inner me loose and just ran at him without thinking, pinning him against the Стена and digging my nails into his throat. He was clawing at my hand trying to get me to loosen my grip... hell no. He started to go red in the face.
“YOU, Ты put my girlfriend in a coma. Give me one reason why I should not kill Ты right now? Ты piece of scum.” blood started running down his neck as I forced еще pressure into my grip.
“S- Sorr-Sorry”
Let him go a voice whispered, so I did. Blood was dripping down my wrist. Rob collapsed on the floor coughing and spluttering. Then I heard applause from behind me, I turned round to my audience.
“Well done young one” Damien сказал(-а) moving through the crowd, he walked up to Rob who was gasping on the floor, his face turning back to is normal pale color.
“Now it’s your turn” сказал(-а) an evil rough voice.
“NO!” сказал(-а) a voice. I remember that voice last time I heard that was at the- ... oh my God Hannah! But before I knew it I was in darkness.
“What are Ты on about?” I was shaking with anger. How dare she say what I am and what I'm not “Stuff you” I wanted to say much worse. I walked away from her. Suddenly James was in front of me, smirking at me then he slowly vanished. I had to get out of here. By the time I come back it will be too late.
I was walking down the empty улица, уличный the sun had set already. How long have I been walking for? I did not even feel tired. Some how I ended up at the park... thinking of Hannah, I walked past where it all happened Hannah screams echoed inside my head. I felt nothing but anger.
“Hello” A voice who I faintly remembered... Damien. I turned round as fast I could my fist clenched and swung at Damien. Before I could register what happened Damien ducked and was behind me buckling me to the ground. He held me to the ground with my hands behind my back.
“Join us?” Damien asked. Is he mad, no way!
“Are Ты on crack или something no.” I used all my anger to Переместить my self away from under him. I lifted him from under me. When I stood up he was on the ground looking up at me.
“Because of Ты my girlfriend is in a coma and now I'm a-” I stopped there if I сказал(-а) I was a demon he would think I'm insane или something. I started walking away, my head was muddled.
“And now your a demon” shock passed through me as Damien сказал(-а) that sentence.
“No don't be stupid” I turned away for the секунда time.
“I know Ты are! Ты can’t deny it” I could feel his eyes staring at me.
“How do Ты know?” I сказал(-а) without turning around.
“Well quite a few reasons really, number Uno we beat the hell out of Ты and a couple days later and your out of hospital. Meaning Ты heal like a demon. And two the color of your eyes gives it away. There black if you’re wondering. And the last one is that your stronger then last time... good перфоратор, удар, пунш by the way” I turned round Damien was holding the side of his face where I punched him, he smiled at me.
“Now will Ты join” he added looking deep into my eyes.
All my anger washed out of me, I felt weak without thinking I сказал(-а) yes.
“Good it's for the best. Now follow” he grabbed my shoulders, one минута we are at the park the Далее we are in some sort of warehouse. That was weird....
Even though it was dark I could see clearly the people faces like they glowed.
Damien clapped his hands and the whole place became bright, for some strange reason my eyes did not need to adjust to the light setting. Every face in the room looked at me... if looks could kill I would be stone dead. Damien’s hands were on my shoulder again and he said:
“This is Luke and he will be joining our cult” mumbles rumbled through the warehouse. I looked around the room again stares still locked on me, deathly looks, then I saw him, his face stuck out from all the other faces... Rob! I could not control myself anger was building up inside me, like all this anger was locked up inside me and it’s just been let out. He backed up against the Стена looking scared and frightened. Everyone who was looking at me followed my stare. They all started smirking “Do it” one of them shouted at me. Damien let go of my shoulders and pushed me into the crowd. I let the inner me loose and just ran at him without thinking, pinning him against the Стена and digging my nails into his throat. He was clawing at my hand trying to get me to loosen my grip... hell no. He started to go red in the face.
“YOU, Ты put my girlfriend in a coma. Give me one reason why I should not kill Ты right now? Ты piece of scum.” blood started running down his neck as I forced еще pressure into my grip.
“S- Sorr-Sorry”
Let him go a voice whispered, so I did. Blood was dripping down my wrist. Rob collapsed on the floor coughing and spluttering. Then I heard applause from behind me, I turned round to my audience.
“Well done young one” Damien сказал(-а) moving through the crowd, he walked up to Rob who was gasping on the floor, his face turning back to is normal pale color.
“Now it’s your turn” сказал(-а) an evil rough voice.
“NO!” сказал(-а) a voice. I remember that voice last time I heard that was at the- ... oh my God Hannah! But before I knew it I was in darkness.
January 16, 1815
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits by Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to Переместить tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a огонь earlier, and let me tell Ты journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the огонь ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
Journal,
We have gotten fortunate, Journal! Nastea has found coats in the broken down train. She sits by Sasha now, covering her in them. And she took one for herself as well. I can see color returning to Sasha’s cheeks. Nastea coughs harshly, shivering nervously. Her toes are turning blue, and one has already fallen off. We slept in the train last night, getting as much warmth as we could. We have to start to Переместить tomorrow, find shelter. The berries Nastea fed Sasha seem to have made Sasha a lot sicker than she was before. She’s coughing up blood now. The snow around her is stained with red and pink. I attempted to make a огонь earlier, and let me tell Ты journal, it didn’t work out. It’s much to cold to start flames. For every time the огонь ignites, it extinguishes, the harsh winds blowing it out. I’m losing my teeth, journal. Nastea can’t talk anymore, and her and Sasha’s hair is mostly gone. Journal, what’s happening to us?
Bye Journal,
Nadia
The pookie fell from a дерево
upon hitting the ground he farted
scared at his own flatulence he tried climbing up the tree. But for every branch he grabbed he tooted. and for every twig he broke, he farted.
farting all the way up, pookie climed that tree. He had to make it to the вверх Ты see, cause that where pookie's make pee. Relief was almost in reach for pookie. till a stiring occurred within.. a rumbling sensation, and pookie knew.. with a tear, that he couldn't hold it in.
Till this день those who were near сказал(-а) it sounded like a cow mooing. The momentum of his farts became like a rocket and shot pookie up and out that tree! Up in to the sky..till pookie could not be seen.
moral of story? dont eat beans. O_o
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