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HUNDRED CARDS BEFORE TWELVE

HUNDRED CARDS BEFORE TWELVE

Author:Damife-03

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YA&Teenfiction;

Introduction
She was just ten when she started to live with her grandparents and she remembered just like it was yesterday an uncle of hers was said to be sick and possessed behind the forbidden door inside the devil’s den. When he died some months later it was something that kept her wondering…But before he died, she sat by his door and knocked one clod evening. No one replied, loud enough to be heard clearly only muffled sounds then she heard—she heard the most croaked and crankiest of voice she has ever heard —the voice of someone leaving the living world whisper… “Katherine. When no one sees, enter and know my sweet darling. I am not a vampire, werewolf or ghost, but then again, I-I am...
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Chapter

Everywhere had something lurking each conner and the atmosphere of the room which was designed in the most disgusting of ways but into artwork that formed creatures not of this world…

That thing was silence. It sat in the room like it was its and dined like a king no one dared entered except those with full interest in it.

Creak………………………slam!

“Have you watch Veronica?”.

“Yeah, why?”.

“How was it?”.

Tch, “it has a lot of bloody content and disturbing visuals, but it certainly does not give the creeps like good horror movies should. It was also Spanish and since I don’t know it, it was difficult to watch without subtitle, because they were written in thin fonts probably an 8-10, it did not keep me engaged and it is quite slow and boring”.

“Are you sure you watched it?”.

Groan, “do I look like I am joking? I don’t even know why I am doing this shitty interview”.

“Isaac! I did not say anything wrong, why are you getting agitated?”.

“I am just irritated and not in a good mood today so mind how you talk to me or I may snap and it would be worse”.

He stood up and paced around, digging his hand into his hair like he was having a mental breakdown, and all in a sudden he stopped and turned his head slowly not blinking or breathing with tears running down his cheeks

“W-what would I do? Kattie tell me! If my parent’s part, what will I do? he cried breathing heavily like he was having labour breathing.

Katherine went to him and hugged him close as she calmed him from entering a dement state and gave him a light pat on his back as he calmed and his tears wet her shoulders.

With fervour he held close for a split moment and before she knew it, she was all alone and her hand curved facing each other dumbly at the door till it opened once again and a girl entered.

She knows the girl though not personally; she was the duff that was said to be from an affluential family but had a penury mindset.

There was something about this girl that interested her and made her want to befriend her—She was emote in everything.

“I-is t-this t-the horror club?”, the girl asked looking like one of those shy breakable girls who will cry if been pushed in the hall.

Kathrine corrected herself and smiled genuinely going to sit down and motioning to the chair in front of her with her hand.

“Yes, but more like Darkside of Reality Club-DRC”.

The girl rushed to sit like she had a lot of loads on herself, she used some minutes to relax and making herself comfortable.

“Oh, DRC. I will try to remember before next time”.

“Ok, so are you ready?”.

“Yes”.

Sigh!” Have you watched Veronica?”

… “yes”.

“How was it?”.

The look on Kathrine face was one of someone looking at their lover with romance in her eyes.

Sniff…cough,” It was scary”.

“Just scary? nothing else?”, Kathrine stood up like a person being pestered as her chair flew backwards echoing after her voice.

Creepy the girl thought shivering a little, “N-no, there’s more to it”, her low voice had a pleading filter to it.

Kathrine took her chair up and balanced it and sat like nothing happened.

“Tell me all about the more to it”, she said highlighting the last four words.

Gulp, “are you sure?”.

“Yeah, would I be asking you to do so if I am not?”.

“I may not be philosophical about it”, the girl’s demur changed to that of a normal healthy child-girl.

Kathrine lurched out of shock for it but cleared her throat and brushed it off.

“What will I call it? A scary spine-chilling movie. Honestly it got me buried in blankets for days. Some may say it was not that scary but to be frank it was to me. Sometimes then, I see my brain picturing her-Veronica life and direct in front of me. When the light goes off, my head gets this tingle and it is painful as I try to brush it off but it seems just impossible. It was like watching my horror for days, not that anyone noticed. It was like I was going paranoid and my brains would fall apart soon, but then I watched another movie, science fiction and everything calmed…do you remember Ouija?”.

“Yes, why do…”.

Dong…Dong…Dong!

The girl turned and was going when Kathrine stopped her by the door, “What is your name?”,

She only smirked and left.