Chapter 403: Turn for the worse
Gyles
Eleanor flashes back into view once the walls are closed. I don’t know what is going on inside the walls. They took the blood but sohow found a place to dispose of the body. It doesn’t seem like the first ti they are doing this and that is what worries
the most.
"What does this have to do with you?’’ I ask her as she walks closer to .
Her eyes roam around the room and I see the fear in them. She is afraid of the place she is in. I don’t even know if this is a place. A hallway in a basent--a room. I don’t know if this is even real. I look around the room and I see nothing but a sandy floor. The walls are made out of cent, but the roof is made out of wood. It seems like it is just a wooden box that is holding the walls together. I don’t even know if this is an actual room. I don’t even know if this place is even in blue’s house.
"Our souls are lost, we can’t move on from this place,’’ she waves her hands in the air, I see her tremble. She is afraid of sothing.
"What are you talking about?’’ I am getting frustrated. She is talking in riddles and it is irritating
on a level to no end.
" You have to tell
what you an. I don’t understand these riddles,’’ I tell her but she turns to the door and runs out of it. I follow her because I font know what she expects from . Her trail leads
to a hallway, and I see her as she makes a turn for the corner and disappears out of my sight.
"Stop running from ,’’ I shout so loud in hopes that she would just get to the point of this but I don’t get a response, so I walk to where she passed and I see her standing in front of a doorway. She is looking at the ground, her back turned to . I walk toward her and I stop directly behind her. I see the door and it is ajar. I walk over to it and I push it open. The darkness inside the room makes
pause. I am afraid to go inside.
I can feel Eleanor behind
and I can feel her fear. it is like a scent in the air. It makes
want to go inside the room, but I don’t. I can feel the fear in Eleanor’s soul. She is afraid to go inside the room.
I turn around and look at her. I want an explanation; I want the truth. I want to know what she is hiding from .
"Why are you afraid? What is inside the room?’’ I ask her and she shakes her head.
"I can’t, but you can,’’ she tells
and I blink a few tis. I don’t know what she ans by that. I don’t even know what I am supposed to do with her words.
"What do you want
to do?’’ I ask her, I am confused. I don’t know what she wants from .
"You have to go inside the room, you have to see what is in there. That is the only way to understand this,’’ she tells
and I nod my head. I walk into the room and my eyes go to the floor, and then to the walls. It is a dark room, but I can see the floor and the walls. There is no light in this room, so I don’t know what I am walking into. The first thing that hits
is the stench. It is terrible. I take a step back and walk back outside, she is still standing there, watching and waiting for . Almost like she wants
to figure out what she is talking about. I turn to her and I walk up to her.
"That sll is coming from the room. it slls like death,’’ I echo into the halls.
it makes sense, they carried the body out of that room and probably brought it here. it doesn’t sll like fresh death; it doesn’t sll like soone that just died.
it slls decayed, like decomposition.
"This doesn’t make sense,’’ I tell her and she nods her head.
"That room is a gateway to hell. It has been there for years, but only a few have seen it,’’ she tells
and my eyes go wide. I don’t even know what to say but light flashes and I see all the bodies on the walls of the room, hanging corpses. it is like a at locker. A room where you keep the bodies. a few of them have turned to skeletons. so look decomposing. I can feel the fear in Eleanor’s soul. I can sense it; it is like breathing out the fear.
but it’s not just fear. it is pain.
"What the fuck is this place?" I turn to her and watch as she starts to walk away, I don’t know where she is going. I run after her and I grab her hand. I don’t know what I am going to do.
This is more than I want to even handle.
"Were you murdered here?"
She turns to
slowly. She is crying but instead of tears, blood is pouring out her eyes. "You have to answer , I don’t know what is going on here. I am not the right person to help you with this."
She starts to wipe the blood from her face but it just ends up saring everywhere "You need to kill her, that is the only way we can be free,’’ she grabs both of my hands, her attempt at getting
to see things her way.
"Who, Analise?"’ I ask her confused out of my mind right now.
her eyes open wide and a flash of recognition hits her imdiately as she nods her head. I frown in confusion "Analise is dead. what are you talking about?’’ I ask her and she shakes her head.
"No, she is not dead. She is still alive. She has a new body,"’ she tells
and I take a step back. "My blood still runs through her veins, as long as she has my blood inside her, she is still alive."
I shake my head again, this ti wanting my words to stick, "she is not ALIVE. Analise is dead. I am sure of it.’’
She is dead.
I am sure of it.
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