« Reply #1 on: July 20, 2012, 06:42:05 am »
The Orphanage.
I stared at all of the kids. They were playing. Some were at the playground, some were on the blacktop. I sat on the bench away from everyone. Voices began telling me to do things... I've learned to ignore their threats. Only strong ones can control me. I haven't come across many. As I listened, a boy showed up next to me. I couldn't hear his footsteps. He must be one of them.
"Hello." I said to him. He looked about my age, but something about him... It seemed like he was from a long time ago. I realized that there was a red mark on his neck. He stared at me as if I spoke another language. He was quite handsome for his age, proper and polite also."Y-You can see me?" He had a very heavy British accent. I smiled at him. He must have not been used to children like me.
"Yes I can... My name is Alisa. What is your name?"
"My name is Artem" He gave a polite smile and tipped his hat.
"It's nice to meet you Artem." I smiled and put my writing away. His eyes were pale and grey, shining in the sun. He looked around at the other children. He frowned as they chased each other around and played games. It wsa obvious that he missed being one of them. "What happened to you?"
He looked at me and frowned. He slowly pulled his scarf down farther and pointed at the scar. "I was kidnapped. He wanted money from my parents to get me back... My parents didn't pay the money so he slit my throat and left me to die." He fixed his scarf and looked back down at the pavement.
I tried touching his shoulder, but my hand went straight through his body. "I am very sorry Artem. How long have you been... deceased?" He shrugged and looked around fearfully. Was he frightened of something?
"Are you alright? There is something frightening you."
He turned to me with his eyes wide. "Matvey." I had never heard this name before.
"Who is Matvey?" He tilted his head and sighed. It was going to take a while to explain.
"Matvey takes care of kindred spirits. He has found a way to send them to...." He paused and spelled the word out. "H-E-L-L. He can kill ghosts. He tries to pass over into the Living. He posses people too. If he wants to take care of someone living, that's what he does. He has a lot of ghosts working for him, but he kills a lot of them. Most of the kindred spirits on earth are children. Adults pass over quickly." I tried remembering all of the information in my head. The voices became louder. One kept saying the same thing over and over again.
Kill them.
Kill them all.
The others mean nothing to you.
I stared at the other children... So small, and so weak. I shook the thought out of my head.
"Matvey...! He's here!" A cloud passed over the sun and the kids looked up, shrugged, and went back to playing. A dark figure appeared in the distance.
Matvey.
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