Chapter 2 UNLEASH

I tried to capture her in my imagination and make art through brush and mixing colors.

I used my pencil and picture her gray circle eyes, long nose, and red luscious lips with her heavenly body that I can't resist. Furthermore, I thought I was insane for this kind of masterpiece, but she only exists in my head and her essence remained in my heart.

I worked out with my painting for almost a month when I hide her in my bedroom every morning. No one knows that I adore someone reign only in my mind, my parents didn't notice my action, and they are never suspicious of it, so this night would be my last attempt to create this final piece of a woman who enslaved my whole persona.

This night would be darkness and the succession of unfulfilling dreams.

The rain poured hard outside with a roaring stuck of lightning so strong, and it makes the electricity went out.

The music from the cassette tape stops.

I was able to lighten up a candle through a lighter and as the light shone in the four corners of the bedroom I smell a foul and stinky odor coming from the painting. It looks like a stench with an unbearable smell like BLOOD. Maybe it's just the smell of the acrylic paint but not just that, when her image was completed, the temperature rose in a lingering cold like the fog enter my room and switch to 0 degrees Celsius. It was as though a chill had descended on the room. I was terrified, or maybe I was just imagining things. I erased that foolishness and tried to ignore the idea and continue to repair the final touch of the painting when something happens.

The rain ceased just like a finger snap.

Krassssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Someone broke a glass outside my room. I was alarmed; maybe someone makes a prank and throws a bottle outside the house. My parents will get mad when they heard the loud crashed. Whoever or whatever it is, the price would cost for this kind of action. I unlock my window from my bedroom and peeped outside, I saw outside the trees and their eerie whispers, and when the wind blows hard and enter my bedroom. I saw in my peripheral vision of a white corpse of a woman. Likewise, I tried to scream, but I was so frightened that I couldn't make a sound. The wind blow hard again that it causes a large impact, so I fall to the ground and collapsed.

(Blackout)

After a few minutes, I blink and my blurred vision cleared up. There was a sharp pain in my skull, and I felt my head hit the floor before I even realized I had fallen. I winked opens my eyes again, they are wide, full of raw emotion and as I stood I found myself staring at someone watching me in a distance. A figure sitting in my bed and I guess it is a woman. It was dark inside my room and my vision was getting dim, the candle died its light and I can't recognize someone.

Now there was a smell in the room like smoke, but I'm not sure. It was alive and dark. It was gamy, like the breath of a hideous animal after killing its prey.

I took a step closer, even though my feet tremble.

As I walked towards in my bed, the sensation of something freezing crawled down my back. My mind still trying to reassure myself this is just a mere imagination, but part of me just knew this was something more.

I was in utter and absolute fear. I sat there, concentrating, not moving, waiting, my eyes closed and counting down from one to ten as fast as I could. When I opened my eyes, as I turned to see what it was, I froze up. There she was.

I tried to approach her until the moon rises and its silhouette brightens up the whole bedroom like a spotlight center to someone in a hot seat. I stared up at the moon, watching how its trailing edge shone into creepy darkness, so close to being full like a pregnant moon. A thin shaft of moonlight shone in, hitting the bed, followed by the howling of the dogs.

And what I saw then I will never forget for as long as I live.

My breath catches in my throat, eyes widen as I notice the figure at a crystal clear angle.

There was a smell beyond the gamy animal scent, something unpleasant that I couldn't figure out, but whatever it was, it made my neck hairs stand on end.

The woman in the painting was gone, and she sat down next to me. She is waiting for me.

I'd seen strange things in my life and heard of things stranger still, but nothing could prepare me for what happened to that woman in the painting comes into life.

Each step I took, the harder my heart pounded.

She looks so freaking hot and gorgeous, young and wild like a mighty goddess. Her presence is infectious and being in that situation, my eyes light up with longing. It's a strangely distracting sensation, but I can't take this any longer.

I stared at her, astonished and when I looked up the woman was staring at me, just as delighted. She was surprised to see me.

"You bumped your head. I'm so sorry to frighten you." She approaches me and hugs me tight like she never sees me for a long time ago.

Her voice was both powerful and musical. Commanding, yet soothing. It was the type of voice that could lull you to sleep. Just listening to her made my defenses relax, like some strange reflex, like some strange reflex deep down inside me.

She took no care to conceal her smile while she was silent, as mysterious as her words.

She smiled even wider. It was almost warm.

I blink again and run towards the window. Searching for someone, but there is no one there, so I close the window.