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Chapter 01
When the young man was trying to look in the mirror, the image reflected was a blurred silhouette, apparently without life or purpose. Just a silhouette that moved with the colors of sand aimlessly from side to side. When looking to the side in that closed and dark place, a voice whispers his name, a nostalgic voice, a voice that previously soothed him, slowly, he closes his eyes and realizes that the voice was getting louder and the tone that was soft changed to a grotesque and scary tone. The young man then opens his eyes in fright, in front of him was the silhouette of a woman. He couldn't see details of her body, just a blurry woman.
-Masamune .... - The boy heard a scary and high-pitched voice - Masamune!
Masamune wakes up sitting on the bed. His breathing was labored and his chest tightened as if he had run for miles. He falls back on the bed and watches the white plaster ceiling trying to calm his breathing. After two long breaths, the boy turns his face to the side and notices his alarm clock, he turns it off and staggers to get to the bathroom.
A sophomore in high school in a quiet, wooded city, Akira Masamune was 1.70 cm tall, his shoulders were broad and his physique was that of a sloppy athlete. His black hair fell just below the back of his neck, but since it wasn't summer yet, he still didn't have enough reasons to cut it. His eyes were light brown and his white skin made his freckles stand out, especially when he blushed.
On the way to the school, which was made on foot, there was a park full of trees and children's toys. If he went throw the right way, he could reach a small stream hidden in the trees. Akira loved walking around, different from the center, that place exuded fresh air and makes he feels comfortable, however, during his walk, the boy noticed a strange movement among the bushes and noticed some big animals there.
At school, Akira fixes his eyes on the notebook and the sound that his pencil makes when he touches the blank sheet of paper in small intervals. He could only hear a ringing in his ear all morning and was unable to focus his attention in class. Realizing this, in one of the intervals to a teacher change, someone taps the notebook on his desk, he gets surprised and looks up.
-Shizura ...... - He speaks and sighs.
-Did you pay attention in class or did you travel all morning? - The girl asks.
Shizura Karen was six inches tall, just two inches shorter than Masamune, her brown hair was braided from root to tip and yet it hit below her waist, she had a small bust and narrow hips, her eyes were brown and her lips, even without makeup, they were rosy as if they were wearing lipstick all the time.
-Why the question? - He answers and smiles.
-I need some help with math .... - Sit in the chair in front of Akira's table - So if you didn't pay attention....
-.... - Sigh and look at her notebook - What is the question?
-.... - Opens the notebook happily trying to find the page - didn't you sleep well last night?
-Something like that....
-Nightmares? - He nods with a half-smile - Maybe a bad omen.
-And do you still believe in this nonsense?
-You don’t?
-Hahaha - Laughs and observes the bandaged girl's arm - I noticed that near the park there are some .... - Think - Big dogs .... Your house is close to there, isn't it? Are you alright? - Look in her eyes worried.
-Ah .... - Embarrassed, looks at her arm and smiles at him - It was just a scratch, I managed to control the situation somehow....
-Want company to go home?
-No ... I have activities at the club, so you don't have to wait ....
-Are you sure? - Worried.
-Yes! Of course! My brother can go back with me without any problems ... - Laughed nervously.
- Have you gone to see a doctor? What if it is sick ...?
-Well, I am the one who is sick to catch it ... - she murmurs angrily and looking away.
-Hmm? - don't understand.
-My doubt - Points to the notebook – is in that part ...
Masamune reads and easily manages to help the girl solve it, however, the rest of the day had been in vain, as he had been unable to concentrate on any of the classes. On the way back home, his view is blurred and even though it is not too late, the sky is so gray that it seemed to be late at night. With a few steps left to get home, the rain falls and the boy runs to the door of his home. His house looked more like a building, there were two or three floors up, the access to these floors was given by a concrete stairway to the right side of the house. When he puts the key in, he notices that the door was not locked and the floor was wet at the entrance.
-Grandmother! - He speaks loudly placing his backpack on the floor and closing the door - you forgot - Look at your right side - The door open …
In front of Masamune was a corridor that led to the bathroom and bedrooms, on his left side, there was the kitchen and a table with four chairs - the cabinets were all wood’s made and the colors were brown and white - plus a counter that divide the cooking area from the dining area. In addition to the window overlooking the table, there was a glass door between a cupboard and the counter, which gave access to the laundry room. On its right side, there was a shoe rack very close to the door and the living room, with a simple but classic decor. There were two sofas, a television, a cupboard full of books and another table. This time a little wider and made of refined material. On the wall there were pictures and a mirror. And the problem was right in front of that mirror.
Masamune forces his vision to see straight, but he cannot see much beyond the silhouette of a woman in white, with the nails of her left hand scratching the mirror as she stared at him fiercely. The boy cannot see her face properly, only the white color of her clothes, and two red dots where the eyes should be. His body trembles when he realizes that that person was not his grandmother, his mind stops working for a second and a ringing in his ear leaves any external sound unheard. Seeing the woman's hand come out of the mirror, Akira bites his lips very hard, opens the door and runs out in the rain. [...] Click Here to continue reading.
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