Chapter 14 (1/2)

THE PECULIARS’ TALE: CHAPTER 14

Translated by: whosays25

/14/ Who Knows?

“Jill…”

“Jill Morie…”

“Jill…”

“…Morie…”

I’ve been hearing those voices lately. An unknown voice that keeps playing on my head, the voice seems want to reach me. It sounds like it came from underneath the soil, rattling and big.

“come…with…us…”

Us? They are many?

Probably I was only dreaming, but I couldn’t see anything aside from darkness and I only heard the voice until it vanished. I thought it wouldn’t stop. It’s only a dream but my consciousness is awake. Eh? My consciousness is awake?

Slowly, I opened my eyes… I waited for my vision to be clearer until I learned that I was…standing in front of my study table. The lights were turned off; the only source of illumination came from the opened laptop atop my table.

How did I get here? I also didn’t leave my laptop open. This is odd. How did this happen?

I glimpsed at the wall clock, 3:34 am. Okay, this is getting creepier. Was I possessed by a demon just now? I hope not. It’s not a pleasant thing so I erased the idea in my mind.

For so many things which happened to my body, I just want to laugh. Aside from what was happening now, I also can see the future. I shrugged my shoulders. I will shut down first my laptop before I go to my bed which was almost next to my study table.

When I shrugged the mouse, the screensaver disappeared. I saw…that blog.

Updated twenty five minutes ago [click here…]

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Monday is very mysterious. Since everybody hates her even she’s not doing anything bad.

“Morie! Morie! Morie!” Even Aya was behind me, I could feel that her energy was at the highest peak. I had presently closed the door of my locker, but because Aya was so persistent, I couldn’t leave.

“Eat lunch together with us!” I just noticed that Aya was accompanied by them.

“Yoh.” Baldo greeted while Yue and Penelope were quiet.

What’s with them?

“Go ahead first.” I said.

I tried my best not to meet them in the eyes. It’s not favourable since every eyes were directed at me.

“Y-you’re pale.” Penelope shyly commented. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” Tsk. I’m already irritated, how many times has this question been asked this to me? I always repeatedly answered I’m alright even when I’m not. I’m not fine – physically and emotionally.

“Do you want us to bring you in the clinic?” Yue offered.

“No, I said I’m fine.”