Tanatophobia (Fear of death)
The Black FearChapter 15
Tanatophobia
After I said that word,
I felt a sharp pain in the stomach, which went to affect the entire body,
barely touching my skin, causing a slight shiver.
It ended after a few moments.
Letting me know that a new character was waiting for me
I did not feel scared,
I expected that the darkness would once again trapped me in that world.
I wonder if I could bear those strong and uncontrollable presences
Who would be next?
What I would do?
Many significant questions,
but no satisfactory answer.
Only the trivial name.
"Is that all?" Puffing asked, bringing my fingers through the hair, stressing my impatience.
I insisted reading it a couple of minutes, but with no results.
Not obtainable nothing
Maybe I was not working hard enough?
I tried again yet, trying to meditate,
forcing myself to study every single letter.
"Damn! How long I do not study? "I said, pointing to a small smile
At that point, I realized, that thought became more and more mellow and inviting.
The mystery was one of the things that fascinated me
For this reason, I could not stop to "see" any image that revealed
More I kept doing it, the more evil side of those letters became this.
It was evolving very quickly,
starting to make me feel strong emotions,
which in my opinion, were disturbing and treacherous.
SUPERNATURAL BEINGS
ANXIETY, FEAR, BLOOD, PAIN.
This was what I was glimpsing.
All of a sudden I looked away from it,
directing the concentration at a different point
Even though I could not see me, my mind was able to read my eyes,
noticing their concern, they tried to hide it widening the eyes repeatedly.
I had to distract the expression from that damn plate, back in reality.
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The little light that was enveloping me, was suddenly covered by a further shadow, especially imposing.
Then I smelled a sweet and penetrating scent, that I went to inhale after a while,
making me turn to the direction of the trail.
But just when I decided to do it,
I saw the one who hid the small stretch of light
It was very close, but even from that distance, i was able to notice him without difficulty:
The left foot was lying on a skateboard, vivid fantasies, which was to highlight the predominantly jeans gray color of the overalls he wore.
The collar and sleeves of it were raised.
For this reason, gave a feeling of power and aggression to his movements
Also, I could not see his mouth, because of a black and white mask, complete with a chain that covered it
But thanks to it, his dark brown eyes, accented by a black line,
appeared more oppressive and engaging
While, his hair uncombed nuances of deep red, produced slight shades of light gray, which made
you dwell in his determination and frustration.
Still a little shaken, I decided to remain motionless, hoping that his attitude is not taken over wind.
Rather than stir me like an idiot,
I did not look away from his tall and slender figure,
exactly the same level of my pupils
Why was he waiting for?
It was me and him, there was no one else after all.
I waited for a few seconds, keeping my eyes fixed, pointed at him.
I did hear nothing but my breath and my heart, which provided a few breaths,prepared for the next situation.
After a while, I noticed that he had raised his Adidas, making a slight upward movement, which caused to move forward
Subsequently, such a push with the right foot, greatly increasing speed.
The boy was approaching cautiously towards me
"And now what do I do?" I uttered in a low voice
I clenched my hands into a fist, holding it firmly, while i backed off doing small steps, trying to escape from his trap.
I closed my eyes, carrying out a long breath, which for a moment made me forget hiss striking and persuasive looks
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It became a problem when I decided to open my eyes again:
Those shiny and very dark irises were a few inches from mine
His breath tickled my upper lip
And his scent became more and more inviting
"Your name is Zelo, then?" I said, blinking insistently, trying to break the silence
The boy, then lowered his mask that hid most of his face.
I noticed that it was a black and white print of a skeleton
From his attitude you could see that he cared a lot
That object seemed almost a part of his body
"You care so much of that mask,right?" I asked admiring every characteristic
"Yes," he replied, remaining impassive, with his usual deep expression
I could not help but notice, the features of his face, which seemed to be very young:
His lips slightly extended, rosy, were quite fleshy,
His nose was proportionate to the face by the delicate and unique shape
and finally his eyes that had the unbearable capacity to kill in a few minutes
So i started to bite my lower lip, trying to dodge his eye contact
No one had ever been so close before
I did not know what to do
That kid was the death
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