15 minutes to midnight

Chapter 1- Halloween night

15 minutes to midnight...

..Lonely night

Lit by moonlight

Filled with sheer fright.

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There have been

Things Unseen

Signing Happy Halloween

Pitch black darkness of creepy night. Ah, I don't know why but this environment sort of seemed like my new favorite color. Voices of crickets buzzing around. A weird magical feeling was running through my breath as if the air was enchanted by a fairytale.

A tiny smirk hit on my lips as the cab pulled up beside the right pathway of the spooky avenue.

"Just drop me off here!"

I coldly ordered the cab driver and sighed as the cab pulled over and stopped beside the pavement. I glanced outside the window pulling a bundle of paper money out of my pocket and tossed it on the driver without even bothering to count.

" Keep the spare" I boasted and giving him one final stare through the back view mirror I got out and slammed the door behind me.

I couldn't tell what felt better, the night, the darkness, or the look of dread on the driver's face when he caught a glimpse of my red glowing devil eyes. I couldn't help but giggle as the pale man hurriedly drove off to his escape.

I stood there around the corner of the old rectangle compound, mumbling along as the last year's Halloween party theme song echoed in my mind. One foot on the cracked edging cemented around the compound, and the other vertically against the skirting, I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes. My hands were in my pockets and my hoodie still pulled over my face... I waited patiently for the cab to get out of visible distance and then raised my head slowly revealing my glowing eyes.

I've been to this compound before. The innocent version of me was scared of the cracked compound walls and their spooky texture. If someone asked me one year ago I would say it was a perfect setting to portray Halloween spirit. But not tonight.

Tonight, neither the walls creeped me, nor was I afraid. The me standing here tonight was a completely new me. Heartless, fearless, determined, and filled with the rage of revenge. And heartless and more heartless of course. I just don't know how to describe the mixture of anger and grief that was taking over me. And yet it felt so good.

'Huhhhh';

Clicking my tongue, I pulled my right hand slowly out of my pocket. Gazed at the special Halloween pocket watch I had designed for myself last year as a part of my costume. Decorated with mirrors and purple pumpkins that glittered with the rays of the Slightest illuminance of starlight.

As I ran the fingers of my left hand over the spooky dial, the ghost ring I was wearing on my left hand's index finger caught my eye. The flashbacks of me making the watch and ring to match with Halloween costume, recreated at the back of my mind.

Every stud, every needle, the paint.. pure handmade stuff. It took me a whole month to design and piece those miniatures together. I had used up all my savings to buy the essential material. I even 3D printed and painted the tiny ornaments with my own real hands... Although... Little did I know I was painting not just my costume, but my appearance for the rest of life.

And then 4 hours of makeup to blend everything together perfectly. Good wonder important not a big fan of nail art, I thought as I glanced at my unpainted nails , which was apparently the only part of my body that looked original. If there's one thing I don't regret about that day is not painting my nails. The recollection brought back an involuntary grin on My lips. And a weird lethal sparkle in my eyes at the same time.

If that's what you've picked to write in my book of fate... I swear I'm going to write a hell in your life! '"

I giggled, whispering to no one,

No matter what happens tonight... I'm going to bring back those times.. at any cost.. I' will re-live those times. And those who put me through this live nightmare will have to pay for it.

'They'll have to pay for every single day I lived in regret, every single pint of pain, every single drop of tear I shed.' I swore to myself!

More than bringing back what had been taken away from me, I just wanted to see them suffer like I did!

Trying to synchronize my heavy, unsteady breathing pattern, I looked at the pocket watch once again...

11:47 pm