Connectors of the Two Worlds

Chapter 11

Dear Diary,

Funny how I felt so confused. I cried for leaving Joe out there and I couldn't think straight.

I had this very terrible night...

-Clan

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Two blocks left and I'll be home in a few. I let all my uncertainties leave my mind after I walked out on Joe. I didn't know what to do. I just felt that I should walk away. I can't rhink straight.

Suddenly, thin mists started to scatter around. The whole place is already dark and little silhoutte of thwe houses were given me a little comfort from my distress. It started to get cold and the whole place gave away an eerie ambiance.

I countinued walking until I reached the end of the street. I didn't know why my feet led me here. It was the darkest I have ever been. The street still looked familiar but the ambiance is quite terrifying.

Suddenly, I heard something moved. A think wall is covered in darkness from where I stood. The sound came from it. Something has moved that was near that wall I am facing. I waited for a moment until the moonlight came to it.

My eyes widened in shock. It took me a moment before I could remember to breathe. The one that moved was seen as the moonlight struck its surface. A sudden horror of a memory struck me upon looking at it.

"H-help..." the girl cried reaching out her hand covered in blood. She was leaning on the wall in front of me. Beside her is a huge furry beast. The very beast in my nightmare. It feasted on the woman's stomach. The beast looked like a giant domestic cat that is wilder and more aggressive. Its bossom faced me while busily gnawing what remains on the woman.

She screamed again, blood oozing from her mouth and heard the monster gnawing her body.

My heart is violently banging my ribcage, unable to fill my lungs with air. My ears were clogged and slowly the sounds were diminishing away until muted. My whole body went numb. I flinched a little.

"Oh, God..." I uttered breathlessly.

Suddenly, the beast stopped and turned around. Its eyes gleaming with anger. I gasped in horror as it growled at me showing its sharp blood-stained teeth. The muscles in its gums trembled showing how hungry it was at the moment.

I slowly shrieked and hoped it wouldn't think of devouring me. I gulped at the sight. My heart couldn't stop poundering too hard.

"Uhhh... Hey, kitty kitty... Be good... I'm just here to get home... Y-you can continue your thing while I go home... Okay?" then, I laughed ridiculously. I felt I'm about to be whited out. I couldn't even feel my face.

The furry beast just replied a loud growl that echoed all over Saint Claire. I began screaming bit the sound was drowned by its voice. Felt a slimy substance on my face and all over my arms. I protested in disgust wiping it all out, smelt the outrageous foul odor of the monster's breath. I felt nausea. I think I'm gonna be sick.

This is worse than dreaming.

"The Mordion King will be pleased to have a meal so delicious like you!" the monster said, then laughed. I almost fainted hearing a furry giant cat talking like a human.

What in the name of Jew is going on?! Is this really happening?

I laughed nervously. "Wow! You talk..." I said in ridicule than to be enthused. "Look... I really taste bad, I assure you... I uh... I'm a poisonous human!" Jinx! I'm so bad at doing this. This is worst than signing up for the Math Contest. I shouldn't have complained. I'm not going to be a meal of a weird furry monster than looked like a cat!

It laughed and crawled slowly towards me. His blood-shot eyes locked into my position. "No... you're just as nutritious as I expected. Connectors are--" The beast didn't finish his sentence as someone gave it a blow. It was violently tumbled across the street to the other block. The cement had huge cracks, but the beast barely felt a prick of pain after getting back to its feet like nothing happened.

"Run, Missy Clardie! Run! It's not safe here!" shouted a man who knelt down after he attacked the monster with his five long sharp ivory claws. His skin was redder just like the Mexicans, and the muscles in his back grown a bit bigger than in my dreams. I almost couldn't remember how I called him Latino if he's talking British fluently? Wait. I remember him! I have seen him somewhere. I'm sure of it.

"Tell me this isn't happening..." I told myself. Goosebumps starting to crawl under my skin. My stomach hurts big time. I feel like I'm about to whimper. This couldn't be true. I've had enough of dreaming bad things and it wouldn't be healthy if it has to come out of this moment.

"Go!" he shouted again and started to attack the beast.

I hurriedly ran as fast as I could wearing the same frightened face. I don't care if this is a reality or just one of my nightmares. I just wanted to escape. My feet had lead me to the other street five blocks away from our house. It's way too dark and the place is cornered with those buildings closed together. I kept on running when someone effortlessly thrashed me to the wall. I felt all the pain down my spine and muttered in protest, unable to get back to my feet.

When I looked up, I saw a man getting closer. He suddenly wrung my neck. I gasped for air, tried to rwmobe his hand from me but to no avail. My feet started to wiggle until I couldn't feel the ground beneath me.

The man raised my body in mid-air and eyed me sharply. He grinned and showed his stained teeth full of cavities. I even saw worms swirming out of his mouth. I coughed hard, trying to push him away but he's too strong. His corpse-like face showed visible veins all over his face. It felt so thin upon looking at his whole figure. His eyes also showed dark veins glowing in rage. His iris are getting darker and darker.

"Lord Ychmar will be pleased to see your head on his golden plate right now and be served to him." He laughed evilly and tightened the grip of my neck.

"N-no... I don't... know what you're... talking about..." I tried to gasped but I ended up coughing hard.

Who is this man? Why is he strangling me? Did I do something wrong?

If this is some kind of nightmare, I wanted to wake up right now.

Dear Diary,

If this is a dream, I won't be able to feel this, right?

-Clan

I was already losing my sight. I could even feel my face losing my warmth. At this point, my blood started to reach the peak of my head.

I started to imagine my life as the way it is. Boring, simple, and too repetitive. If I may ask this world to give to me, I would just simply ask for my boring life. I would be contented. I won't ask for too much. And if I'd die without anyone to love me, that's fine. I just don't want something creepy as being strangled by a very, very strange man. A monster. But, what should I do? I'm just a human. I don't have any power to escape this unfortunate event.

If I die young, my memories would be a good token to bring to the afterlife.

I was about to close my eyes when suddenly, someone came. He slashed the back of the wicked man who is strangling me. The monster widened his eyes both in surprise and pain. Slowly, he became dust and was scattered through the air. The hand that strangled me quickly faded away, dispersed.

Finally, I gasped for air. I coughed hard like a fish running out of oxygen in the water. I held my chest, examined myself. When I felt my heartbeats, I sighed in relief.

I'm still alive, thank God.

I managed to stand up despite of my aching body and saw another figure of a man holding a huge sharp metal that looked like a giant kitchen knife or a "balisong" in his right hand.

I felt the amusement trying to succumb me, but my face couldn't give the right expression. I must be so tired.

Oh, let me guess. Another weird creature?

I shivered again but managed not to panic. I shook my head and closed my eyes. "I should be imagining all of this. This is not real. You're not real..." I murmured. Composing myself, I slowly moved towards the man formidably.

This man... I felt like I knew him. His eyes. His figure. All of him. Though, I could only see just his eyes being aimed by the moonlight, I know that my instinct wouldn't fail me. I know this man, but I couldn't tell when did I meet him.

"Who are you?" I asked, slowly pacing towards him, pain attacking me again.

He did not reply instead the huge metal transformed into a crescent moon pendant necklace and he donned it back unto his neck. He flawlessly looked away and somewhat avoiding our confrontation.

"Your Grace! The coast is clear. We're safe to go-- I mean, she's safe to go!" the Latino guy delightfully reported to the man in front of me. He paused as he noticed me and ran closer. "Oh, Missy Clardie! Are you alright?" He held both of my hands and speculatively searched for deformities in me, panic in his eyes.

"I-I'm fine. I just need to go... home..." I answered, then I collapsed. I tried to open my eyes but all my strength had left me. I couldn't move a muscle.

The last thing I remember is that my cat Eddie is licking my face, nudging me softly. It followed by sharp substances that showered unto my wholeness. I realized how painful my thighs, legs and ribs were afterwards.

Because of it, I slowly opened my eyes. The first thing that I noticed is the rain. I'm soaked wet. I slowly got up and started walking to the streets. I wandered and wandered.

I kept on walking, hoping my feet would lead me home. But I failed. I didn't see anything familiar everywhere. It felt like the whole place is not from where I came from. All I can see is just rain and the trees.

The sky went dark and there began a thunder. It went louder and louder. I shuddered in terror yet I still composed myself. I need to get home faster.

Lightning suddenly struck a tree near my position and it fell in front of me. I shouted, running and crying. My mind had jumbled the plans for escape. I couldn't think straight.

As I was fleeing away, the bolts left the sky whipping the grounds after my dreadful heels. "Stop this! Stop!" I cried desperately. I've had enough of this. Maybe it's just one of the nightmares. I should not be scared, I calmed myself.

I ran and suddenly the painful rain and the lightning had stopped. The road became dry, no trace of the water's remains but my wet figure left me freezing.

A clap suddenly snatched my attention. "Very well! You amazed me very much, Connector. You have passed the test," a snow-white lady had said. She had those perfect quartered diamonds around her head and around her collarbone as she slowly paced towards me. Her black hair hung down with waves rested on her chest.

"Who are you?" I asked gingerly, frequently looking for suspicious things elsewhere.

"I'm a Dionnere. A device for finding connectors like you," she answered. "Oh, don't worry. I'm harmless, Clarrianne. I'm just here to show someone that you've passed the test and that you're free to go." Her iris moved semi-rapidly at the side and returned again to mine. "This meeting will be forgotten and you will not worry of all the abnormalities you have encountered."

She stopped right in front of me and whispered something. Suddenly, clouds fluttered my eyelids, hummed the sweetest lullaby, and dreams started to invade my whole system.

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Alfred watched me from afar with unexplainable intense in his existence. Strong enough to make his muscles tremble. He wished to meet me eventually, protect me from the monsters lurking at me in the night.

He had watched me all my life just to determine if I'm the real one. The only creature in this universe that can save him back to his world.

Soon, he will be bothering my dreams again, and finally introduce himself...

In the realm of reality where I existed.

And sooner enough I will appear in his fantasies...