Apartment 402_Ascension from the Abyss_The Whisperer_Expelled
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Apartment 402
I knock on the door. No answer. Try three more times. Bam, bam, bam…nothing. Why is nobody answering? Jerks. Particularly, the one living above me. I pace around, wondering if she thinks I’m just going to give up. I will stay outside all night if I have to. Before I knock once more, I hear the door’s lock. Muffled voice shuffling around. A crack. The door opens slightly. I see her ear and right green eye pop out. “What do you want?” a meek voice escapes her lips. “Hi. You're new here, right? Rebeca, was it? I just wanted to ask if you could lower the volume?” I step closer to decipher her ...
Ascension from the Abyss
It's incredible, really. I know everyone sayswww.onedoor.cc that because everyone should–a train that runs from Portsmouth to La Rochelle is nothing to shake a stick at.Trains I've been on in the past showed me trees, grasslands, and mountains whizzing by. The Sub-Atlantic Railway, however, shows me fathomless dark. It provides the eerie reflection of a mirror that sees further than the skin and into your own soul's abyss.Early in the trek, while the sun was still shining, I saw marine life like one can only imagine; in the first few hours of the trek I saw bluefin tuna, giant manta rays, a school of sardin...
The Whisperer
“Our forefathers had a saying, ‘Without the shedding of blood there is no remission of sin,’” the old woman said. She was called the Whisperer and sat at the head of a rusty, square table, in a dank, windowless, concrete room. The room, which was illuminated by three naked lightbulbs, contained several other people, some standing along the walls, some sitting at the table. “As long as I have sat in this Whisperer’s chair,” she said, “there has only been violence among our peoples. I will not call into question the ancient wisdom. But year after year has our blood been shed, yet without reconci...
Expelled
What you need to know to understand the motivation behind the strange events recounted in this tale is as follows; Hugo Alden Wisenburg is a determined person with a great love for science and all things ‘unusual’. He has little regard for safety and perhaps too much ambition for his small stature and nervous nature.The final thing to know is that the very nature of our world is much stranger than we could possibly imagine and will only show its true face when threatened by discovery.And this is where our story begins, with a short copper-haired man in their second year of university. Alden h...