Zoey opened her front door. She had to pick up some stuff she had left behind. Now that the divorce was completed she didn’t have to come here anymore. Except this one time.
“Gerard? Are anda home?” she called.
Gerard didn’t answer. Maybe he was sleeping. Zoey walked upstairs when she heard a crack. Apparently Gerard wasn’t sleeping.
“I’ll be as quick as possible. I’m out before anda know it” Zoey promised, even though Gerard didn’t come out. She walked into the spare room, where Gerard had stored her stuff in one box. She picked up the box and walked out of the room. She walked passed her bedroom and caught a glimpse of Gerard’ body. She dropped the box and pushed the door open.
Gerard was hanging on the chandelier, a rope tightly around his neck.
Zoey gasped and covered her mouth while tears rolled over her face. She ran towards him and tried to lift him up, but he was too heavy. She grabbed a chair and let Gerard’s feet rest on it, after some effort. Then she took her phone and dialed 911.
While she waited for help she ran downstairs to get a knife. She ran back to the bedroom and climbed on another chair. She cut the rope and after what felt like hours the rope broke and Gerard’s body fell in her arms. She lay the body on the ground and she started giving him CPR.
“Come on, breathe. Don’t anda dare die on me! anda hear me?” Zoey cried.
“Gerard? Are anda home?” she called.
Gerard didn’t answer. Maybe he was sleeping. Zoey walked upstairs when she heard a crack. Apparently Gerard wasn’t sleeping.
“I’ll be as quick as possible. I’m out before anda know it” Zoey promised, even though Gerard didn’t come out. She walked into the spare room, where Gerard had stored her stuff in one box. She picked up the box and walked out of the room. She walked passed her bedroom and caught a glimpse of Gerard’ body. She dropped the box and pushed the door open.
Gerard was hanging on the chandelier, a rope tightly around his neck.
Zoey gasped and covered her mouth while tears rolled over her face. She ran towards him and tried to lift him up, but he was too heavy. She grabbed a chair and let Gerard’s feet rest on it, after some effort. Then she took her phone and dialed 911.
While she waited for help she ran downstairs to get a knife. She ran back to the bedroom and climbed on another chair. She cut the rope and after what felt like hours the rope broke and Gerard’s body fell in her arms. She lay the body on the ground and she started giving him CPR.
“Come on, breathe. Don’t anda dare die on me! anda hear me?” Zoey cried.
Elena’s doctor was driving on the road. There was not many traffic, so she’d be at work fast. Then she’d have some time to do some paperwork.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her jantung beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are anda all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she berkata quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she berkata it fast.
The radio was playing lame music, so she looked for a CD. While she put Switchfoot in the CD-player, she had her eyes off the road for two seconds. When she looked up again she screamed.
There was a woman standing in the middle of the road. She had long, dark blonde hair, green eyes and she looked rather pale.
The doctor braked and her car made a few turns before it stood still. Before she got out she needed to get her jantung beat under control.
Her door opened and a familiar man appeared.
“Are anda all right?” Alaric asked concerned.
The doctor nodded heavy, breathing fast.
“What happened?” Alaric asked.
She looked at Alaric, thinking he’d think she’s crazy.
“I thought I saw a ghost” she berkata quickly as if it wouldn’t sound so insane if she berkata it fast.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the dapur where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the detik drawer selanjutnya to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the dapur where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the detik drawer selanjutnya to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Here is a fiction based on Tokio Hotel and actor Thomas Dekker (and his band).
Find out why, the friend of Tom Kaulitz (Thomas Dekker), met in an American tampil "Stars Dance Ice" (Ice Dance with the Stars),
could not collaborate musically with Tokio Hotel. And why, Tom Kaulitz regrets having made friends with him during the show, then dragging his group into a descent into Hell that they would never have
imagined living one day, discovering the darkness and taboos of the American world.
It's a science fiction fiction, horror, yaoi / het and +18
Inspired by:
- American Satan
- Village of the Damned
- Invasion Los Angeles / They Live
- The Strain
- V (2009)
- The Magicians
- buku oleh David Icke
Good reading.
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