the chase
heavens chloe@chloeheavens157948
8 days ago
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Her eyes widened in an instant. The truck drove forward for more than five metres living her a cold sweat.
It took her a long time to get out .
With fear etched on her face, Chloe and the priest alighted from the truck.
There they saw a woman lying in a pool of blood.
She could see the woman was fighting to stay alive.
She could see her breath fading.
With shaking hands, she felt the woman pulse. Seconds passed but she felt nothing.
No pulse,
No heartbeat.
No breath.
No warmth.
Feeling the warmth slowly living the stranger's body, realization finally fell on her.
The person was dead, and it was because of her distraction.
“No need to look, she is already dead.“ The priest voice was heard. Of all the time why make himself visible now.
She looked at him with resentment. Hasn't he always preached the future.
He always told her he can foresee the so called future.
Fuck the future!
Now she is going to jail without even experiencing marriage.
The dread finally crept in. She started regretting everything.
The priest was her bane, she hates him, right? Then why did she allow him to follow her.
Why did she get distracted by him when she knows very well she was driving.
Why was she careless.
She felt the anxiety for the first time.
The fear of being labeled a murderer.
She dreaded going to prison.
As she was contemplating on what to do, hurried footsteps were heard as if they were chasing someone or running from someone. She raised her head from her crouching position, her expression panicked, there she saw them, the people who will change her future.
Two men dressed in all black, the only thing visible is their eyes, and the gun in there hands.
They first looked at them then they looked at the lying person in a pool of crimson blood.
The leader (who looked like one because of the five marks at the barge), took out his phone and called someone.
“Hello sir, we were following her but she is hit by a truck and she is dead… two people sir…a man and a woman with red eyes sir.. noted sir.“ Before ending the phone he had already fired his gun.
The gun was aimed at the priest and in one shot in the head he was dead.
“ Sorry priest, even though I hate you I never wished for your death as of now let me fight for my life.“ Chloe cried silently.
She did not know what was said at the other end of line but looking at the priest ending she knew she should run and that's what she did.
She made sure that her phone was secured well in her bra's pocket, ( all her bras had an attached pocket) before sprinting in to the woods.
The forest looked uninhabited. There was no sounds of birds chirping.
No animal footprints.
No human footprints.
It looked still.
The trees were thick and tall but still allowed tiny streaks of light from the sun.
Everything around it screamed, dangerous. The silence was defeaning.
There were times she wanted to give up, maybe should die at the thug hands than the unknown, but an invisible force kept pushing her forward.
As she neared the end, she saw it. The river.
A strange river. It looked like it was deep at the same time not. Like an abyss.
One could see the other side but the water, it was transparent. Too transparent.
The water was still.
Panting, she awed at the river strangeness, mother nature did it again.
She looked at her back, the goons, were nearing her. Looking at the river, hesitating, she felt something or someone pushing her.
Flailing her hands, she struggled to keep herself afloat as she inhaled as much oxygen as she could, her body exhausted from all the running.
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As the goons neared the river bank, they saw their prey (Chloe), already reached the other side.
“Are we letting her escape just like that?“ The goon asked the other goon with a frown.
The leader of the goons looked at Chloe reseeding back lost in thought and at last he replied. “Leave it to fate. We have already done our part, more so anyone that crosess that river has ever come out alive. And she should face her fate.“
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Chloe does not know how she did it but she managed to push herself from the water. She looked around coughing, her eyes straining at the process the dry land at the river bank a few feet away becoming her only focus.
She did not even realize that the water had changed to normal and where she came from was no longer more. It started disappearing at visible speed naked to the human eye.
Finally she reached the bank, her body aching from everything of the day but she could not afford to rest. In this strange environment with the darkening sky she needs to find a place to stay.
As she was moving forward with her exhausted body, she tripped on something.
Her body had reached it's limit. Hunger and the exhaustion from running and swimming she collapsed on something soft like… someone.
Before her mind logging off she heard a strange mechanical voice.
[Host conscious detected, initializing the soul and the body merging one percent.]
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After some time, the woman in the bed opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was not the trees that looked larger than life with trunks thicker band branches sprawling out but a pink ceiling, pink walls, pink sheets and pink everything.
“Strange, why is everything pink? and where am I?“ She mumbled weakly.
Memories assaulted her, of the past, present and the future.
As she skimmed through the new memories one thing she could say for sure is that, she is back at her own world or she transmigrated at a strange world.
The dream and the reality became one. Despite her efforts to remain calm, the reality was harsh. She can not accept this, she needs to venture in the forest to see if she can return back.
[Host…Host…Host, can you hear me now? How was your adventure. Have you broke free from the plot fate? Did you perhaps get married? Have you brought any treats for taking care of your body for twenty two hours? And host, why do you look like a statue?]
She was shocked of everything.
The system anxious voice in a childish voice.
The rules of the plot.
And how can she not be shocked.
{Where am I?} She asked the system to make sure she wasn't hallucinating.
[What! Host you can't remember your own world]
{Shut up and just answer.} She snapped in a deadpan voice.
[This world is called Novearth, the world itself was derived from the word novel and Earth host]
'Novearth' she repeated the word silently.
{You said earlier that you had been taking care of my unconscious body for twenty two hours, and what was with that breaking free from the novel's plot thing”
[Yes host, you died in your first life. At your second life you were reborn at a young age. At eighteen you found out that everything is still going as in your first life even though you tried to change. You received a mysterious note at twenty two telling you to go to the black forest to break free from your fate.]
Now everything made Sense.“ She thought.
The priest who used to talk about fate.
The reason why she lived on Earth for twenty two years and at the same time unconscious on Novearth for twenty two hours. It all made sense.
One hour in Novearth is a day on Earth.
No wonder she felt connected to the Villainess.
“You are awake.“ A deep voice was heard.
She was shocked to what she saw.
The man was very feminine . His hair was a deep shade of red. Big red eyes, straight nose and plump lips. His face was expressionless.
“He is too pink. Wait! Is he not the male lead in my dream?. And who is he system?“
[Your first husband, Cassen.] It replied flatly.
“CASSEN!“ She shouted inwardly while failing to notice Cassen's abnormal reaction.
