The silverstorm

He had nothing left to live for.

He lost everyone he loved in a terrible car accident that he miraculously survived.

His wife left him, paralyzed by grief and regret. His sister was dying from an incurable disease, and he was helpless to provide the treatment.

He felt hopeless, lonely, and desperate. He decided to end his suffering once and for all.

He took out a gun from his drawer and pointed it at his forehead.

He was about to pull the trigger when he heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door angrily, ready to chase away any intruder.

But what he saw in front of him made him forget everything.

There stood a beautiful woman, holding a box wrapped in gift paper.

But his senses quickly remedied

"What are you doing here" he said in annoyed tone.

She smiled at him kindly and said: "Hello, I'm your new neighbor. I came to give you this box.

I hope you like it".

I opened the box and looked inside to see what she brought, but I found it empty.

I felt angry because I was not in the mood for pranks.

When I raised my head to scream at her,

"Whaaa...."

Before i can say anything,she suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed me.

"Arghhhh..."

As I was dying, I stared at her as she smiled a friendly smile and said "Let's meet again... draft.....".

That was the last thing I heard before my vision turned to darkness.

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"Whooooooa...." Draft shook all over as he woke up.

"Well, that was a scary dream...." He sighed and was soaked in sweat.

"Wait a minute, where is this place...?" He looked around and found himself in an unknown room.

Unlike the normal rooms made of cement and bricks, it was made of wood and it was clear that the living condition of the person who lived here was not very good.

Draft did not have time to think about all this and started to panic from the strange circumstances.

"Wait, was I kidnapped...?"

But I don't have anything to be kidnapped for anyway, this is illogical.

"Then did this woman really kill me....!"

"Now that I think about it, was my hand this white before...?" Draft thought as he looked at his hand before heading to the mirror.

"Wha..."

"Who is this for the sake of hell.....?" He saw a person in his fifteenth year of age with black hair and above average beauty with golden eyes.

"Knock....knock"

Draft did not have the chance to be confused before he heard a knock on the door.

A/N( Okay i'm still beginner at this but i hope you like it)