The girl heard voices.
Loud or quiet, still voices.
Some were whispering to her,
Others were screaming at her.
•••
She woke up slowly, her eyes were still mid-closed from the past few months. Her dead-looking appearance made some workers feel like they were taking care of a corpse.
Even though there was a weak pulse, they often thought of doing her a funeral and burying her.
In 1867,
Someone said they saw an angel next to a patient at the same hospital, the same room, the same chair where she was staying. The angel was blacker than night, a dark aura surrounding it was rising. Wings darker than coal, and eyes redder than blood.
The patient's name was Amariselle.
She had long, wavy blonde hair. Her eyes were a perfect blue, and her lips a pale peach.
She sadly suffered of schizophrenia. She had an accident, Amariselle was ran over by a vehicle. No one knew why, but she walked alone in the middle of the road, at night.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Suffering The Dark
ParanormalSchizophrenia can lead to many choices. Amariselle made the wrong one. She chose death instead of life, Darkness instead of light, Satan instead of god.
