Part 4A Chapter by Alex Avery
Part 4
The morning finally arrives, and I awake to Alice pushing me off the bed, and falling to the floor. "Ow! Thanks, Alice," I say sarcastically. "You're welcome. It's almost 12:00 noon." She says sweetly. I look at her and groan, getting up and stretching, I pull on a shirt and walk down the stairs into the living room. Once there, I promptly sat down on the couch, and began to pierce the veil surrounding my dream-rants. "Okay, at first, you began by whispering the Greek word for Death, thánotos, over and over. Then, you began to chant thánatos eínai zo̱ntanós!, 'Death is Alive!'. But then you stopped, and about ten minutes later, you screamed 'thánatos tha anavió̱sei ! Eímai o ypi̱réti̱s tou', 'Death will be revived! I am his servant'." "Well, that's creepy. I would hate to have that happen. I hate being a servant." I smile at Alice, trying to make light of the depressing news that she was the herald of. She smiles, and giggles slightly, saying "Yeah. I would imagine. Serving Death doesn't sound very nice." "No, no it doesn't." I look around, and then, getting an idea, say "Hey, wanna come back to the city with me? I've been needing a research partner." Alice looks at me, a sly look on her face, then she says "Are you trying to ask me out, Alex?" I laugh, and still smiling, "Yes, yes I am, Alice. Would you like to be my girlfriend?" She laughs giddily, and says "Yes!! Yes! When are we leaving?" "Now?" "Sounds good to me."
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By Alex AveryAuthorAlex AveryLincoln, MEAboutHey, I'm Alex. Welcome to my world of the macabre and grotesque. I write likeH. P. LovecraftI Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing! more..Writing
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