Contraclockwise
“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch. I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted. I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this. Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me. I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.” Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.
Chapter 01
"This is too large for a house to be called small," I said. I can't believe that it led us to the secret room that I found. "This is it," I murmured.
"What?" Master asks.
"This is the secret room that I'm talking about," I said. "But honestly, I didn't know this door exists."
"Wow! This house has a lot of secrets to unfold." Master commented. "Should we go and check other places to see if we can find other secret rooms?" he suggested.
"Well, I think what we need to find isn't the other rooms but the real blueprint of the house, right?" I ask.
He laughs. "I'm just kidding." He said. "I think I found the blueprint earlier." He said.
"Where?" I ask.
"While you were looking at the living earlier, I look at the other side of the hallway earlier, do you want to go back so I won't have to explain?" he asked but before I answer he hold my hand and pull me back to the hallway we took earlier.