The Book 2
She turned to her wristwatch but to her dismay
Stuck on "6:59" perhaps time shall not be exposed!
She thought she was walking in the middle of the night
In that old street with an old streetlight
While everyone is asleep and at peace
Dreaming or snoring so deep
And cheers to her companion--- the cold breeze!
She met again that strange writings like traffic signs
There were arrows of direction both left and right sides
She got her head perplexed by the so-like cursive writings
Even if it takes million times she won't stop reading
If these are the keys to find the exit
She must now learn the language if it does exist
But, oh! she has nothing to count on
She's been stuck and perfectly alone
Her face glowed when she found a door
She instantly thought she's on her way home
And glowed even more when it opened
But to her dismay her eyes widened
She rested her exhausted body against the wall
And now she's torn between seven another doors!
She noticed the room in front of her
It has a triple six room number
She entered out of her curiosity
And in silence the door locked suddenly
Found a woman inside with eyes shut underneath a veil
Holding a piece of paper with both hands
While no words to hear but mouth danced
She kneel down beside the woman and faced the altar
She solemnly closed her eyes and uttered a silent prayer
But stopped when she heard something blasphemous
And inevitably her head raised and mind disapproves
Might as well believe this woman is sanctimonious
The next thing she heard her body freeze
The woman suddenly turned to her with eyes like those from the beast
Held her hand tightly like being chained
While mouthed something and sounds like a latin curse
Before she knew it the room heats up
She wished to scream but to no avail
The devil's laughter echoed in every corner
And the heat painfully penetrated into the depth of her skin
Horror! Here's Hell to swallow her!
No! She shout but voicelessly
Her eyes surrendered as tears began to pour
But before her death comes, her mouth mouthed "Jeremiah"
The next thing happened was out of her knowledge...
Copyright © Jennelyn Felicilda | Year Posted 2016
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