My book. "What Comes Next" chapter 6-10

Lil


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"6. What comes next?"

Scarlet woke up in the dim basement, her body aching from the relentless pain inflicted by the old lady. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of escape. Vincent's innocent face flashed before her, igniting a spark of determination within her. She couldn't afford to give up, not when her son's future depended on her survival. With trembling hands, Scarlet reached for the tools the old lady had provided, preparing herself for the unthinkable task ahead. What awaited her in this twisted game of life and death?

7.The coffin making witch

Scarlet’s heart raced as she stared at the old woman standing in front of her, her eyes glinting with a sinister gleam. The woman's frail appearance cloaked her true nature as Scarlet quickly discovered. Captured and chained in the darkened basement, Scarlet felt a shiver run down her spine as the old witch handed her the tools to build her own coffin. The pain inflicted upon those who dared to refuse echoed through Scarlet's mind, haunting her with the knowledge that escape seemed impossible. Would she too become another lost soul, forever trapped in this macabre prison?

8. Help

Desperate cries echoed through the basement walls, unheard by the outside world. Scarlet, her wrists bruised and bloodied, fought against the chains that bound her. She glanced at young Vincent, his innocent eyes filled with fear. Old Lady Johnson, their captor, fed on their despair. With a twisted smile, she made them build their own coffins. Each swing of the hammer reminded Scarlet of her impending doom. The walls whispered hopeless secrets as they tirelessly toiled, their pleas for help suffocated by the darkness.

9. The search.

The search seemed futile, a desperate attempt to find a flicker of hope in the darkness. Scarlet's loved ones frantically scoured the desolate streets, their hearts gripped by the terrifying void left by her absence. Officer Stamen, determined and grim-faced, questioned every witness, pursued every lead. Yet, the cold reality persisted—the young journalist was nowhere to be found. Vincent clung to his grandmother, tears streaming down his innocent face. It was a search for answers, for closure. But as the days dragged on, it became a haunting reminder of a world shattered beyond repair.

10. Where's the Boy

Little Vincent wondered where his mother was, eyes filled with confusion and worry. As the days passed, his innocent heart grew heavy with longing. Scarlet, trapped by the sinister old lady, could only dream of holding her son once more. Officer Stamen tirelessly searched, chasing shadows and dead-end leads. The town whispered of the boy's fate, fearing the worst. But as the agonizing silence lingered, the haunting question remained: where was the boy, abandoned in a world shattered by despair and uncertainty?

  • Author: Lil-M-M (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 29th, 2024 06:42
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  • Johny

    Lily this is amazing I hope you publish it. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️👉lily

  • Lil

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