Chaos x Book

'Go Outside, Nefa', she stood there with a deadly look in her eyes.'

'How many times do I have to tell you that I am Nefarim, not Nefa, mom?!'

'Well, I don't see any problem in calling you Nefa, Nefa.'

'Well, it's a girl's name.'

'Just shut your mouth and go outside unless you want me to beat the shit outta your PC.'

'There she goes again.', I thought

But now, I think it's serious time to go out since it looks like mom's temper isn't going to hold out any longer, she already crunched the sandwich in her hand in frustration.

And so I went out.

It was a lovely day, or so my mother said. It was really odd that nothing was actually lovely. The cars were honking, the garbage was littered, some teens were bullying others, and whatnot. I just don't understand their mentality.

Now, today is a special day. Today, I just received this book. Don't know who sent this, don't know where it is from, but, there were just two written on the card that came with the letter, 'Good Luck'.

It must mean something special, right? I mean, who sends a Good Luck card for no reason?

So, I quietly tip-toed into my father's garage, which was pretty run down. My father has been missing since birth, so it was no problem with my father. The problem was with my mother. She doesn't allow me to go inside, since she says 'It's a memento of your father. You will just ruin it!'. But my mom doesn't know that I've been using it for the past 2 years.

Just like usual, I jumped on the heap of boxes, and in I went through the small-but-high window.

I opened the letter which I had hidden there earlier that day. This time, I took some time to carefully observe the book. It had a brown leather cover, which I wasn't sure was natural or artificial. It was quite thick with golden pages glitter in the dim light inside the garage. But the peculiar thing was that it had no title nor any description or name of the writer nor any summary of what was written inside. It was even tied with a golden braided cord as if to prevent someone from opening it but still showing how grand of a book it was.

I sighed and slowly, carefully untied the cord and kept it beside the book. Finally, the time had come to open the book. I rubbed my hands together and slowly opened the first page. And...there was nothing. It was blank. Completely blank! As I made my way through the pages, my only thought was that, 'Who the hell in the world would something so darn expensive but at the same time so useless?!' As I made my way halfway through the book, one page caught my eye.

That page was different. It was black and it seemed like to have an aura. I felt the page with my hands. Even the texture was different!

Suddenly, something came out from that page. I immediately let go of the book and stumbled back. I was breathing heavily and my hands were sweaty. My heart was racing. My mind was blank. I calmed myself and slowly made my way towards the table. With each step towards the table, my nervousness grew even more. As I reached the table, I slowly lifted up the book which was now upside down from falling.

As soon as I turned it, something again came out. The only difference this time was that I stayed where I was. No fear, no hesitation. Still, what I was seeing did not make any sense. A hand full of bruises and cuts was reaching out as if to say, 'Help me. To add to it, a voice was coming out. I had to listen hard to make even some of the things he was saying.

It seemed like he was saying, 'Nefarim...help...destroy...catch...hand'.

Now, this scared me out of the wits. I was too confused. I tried to make sense of what he was saying. He said my name and help and catch hand. So, I figured he wanted me to lift him up. The thing I couldn't understand was what did he mean by destroy? I thought I would ask him myself after I pulled him up.

I slowly moved my hand forward to catch his hand. But then it struck. As soon as I was in his grip range, he gripped my hand so tightly that I thought I had broken my wrist for sure. Without wasting any time, I quickly moved my other hand to hit it. But the hand was too fast for me, by the time I had started to move my hand, the hand had already sucked me into the book and I blacked out.