Suck and seeded

Chapter 3 Repeating her past

Her past three days in the place went well. After not encountering the odd group she met during her first day, everything within the school seemed normal. If not for the overly fashionable students, with their expensive taste in designer brands.

And having no interest in those stuff only ended her up in becoming an outcast among the class. It was not that she did not want to fit in, it just so happen that she found the whole idea as a waste of money. Even with her aunt’s approval, she couldn’t take it upon herself to buy such objects.

Now she was more alone than ever before, making her entire situation harder to bear. She needed a way to cool off, find some kind of distraction, since she was certain she’ll be staying there a bit longer.

After snooping around, she found out that she was basically a prisoner in that city of mist. With having one option of transportation, besides needing a vehicle of her own. She can’t believe there were no other means of transport there, except for an old train that only appears once every month.

This left her with no choice but to plan her actions carefully. Although it was a large and developed metropolis, it was clear that she was in an exclusive location for elites.

This made her wonder about a lot of things. She ends her pondering upon opening the door to their condo.

Her thoughts immediately got replaced with worry, seeing how dark the place was, as none of the lights were on. She can’t help but look at her watch again, checking for the time.

It’s already seven, and she is certain her aunt should have been home by then. So she ended up frowning because of how quiet it was.

“I’m home.”

She calls out after flipping the switches open.

All throughout, she had one hand in her pocket, clasping on to the blade she had concealed underneath her skirt.

Though the place seemed untouched, she remained vigilant, sensing something was wrong. Since there is this odd chill lingering about there.

“Aunt Marcy, you here?”

She tries calling out once more.

All the while keeping each of her step slow, soft, and careful, avoiding making any kind of noise. She stops, glimpsing at a figure from the dining area, frowning upon hearing weird sounds coming from there.

“Aunt Marcy?”

She calls out to the woman after recognizing those stylish suits and stilettos. Yet she receives no answer, only low murmuring sounds from her aunt.

She moves closer, wanting to get a better look, only to end up gaping at the sight. Her aunt’s gaze seemed distant, her words foreign and ancient, and she remained unaware of Robyn’s presence.

It was only when she grabbed hold of the woman’s shoulder did she finally flinched, blinking several times as if she had just awoken.

“Oh, hey dear. You arrive early.”

Aunt Marcy giggled.

Robyn’s frown grew deeper. Though her aunt was facing and talking to her, she can sense that her consciousness was not there at all, noticing the lifelessness in the woman’s eyes. It was as if she was in front of a doll, with those blank and steady stares going right through her.

“Are you okay?”

She ended up waving a hand to see if the woman would react. But her aunt remained staring into nothingness, all the while smiling.

This made her skin crawl, along with a nudge of dread clawing up to her spine.

“Never been better.”

Aunt Marcy answers.

This time, the woman finally moved, grabbing hold of her purse and waving a goodbye before scurrying for the door.

“Where are you going this late?”

Robyn asks in a rush, seeing her aunt hurrying for the exit.

She was certain she’d just got there, noticing how her shoes were still on. Also, the woman’s actions were worrying, sensing how she was not in the right mind.

“To work, of course. Bills ain’t paying by themselves, you know.”

Aunt Marcy was quick to wave a hand, giggling as she continued to walk out. She did not bother to glance back and proceeded for the exit.

Aghast by being shrugged off, she froze in place. Not knowing what to say. It took her a good few minutes before she could think of something.

“But didn’t you just get home?”

Robyn scream aloud, as her aunt was about to turn the knob.

She became aware that something was not right, though she can’t fully understand what it was.

“Oh, did I?”

Aunt Marcy frowned.

For a moment, Robyn saw a glint come back on her aunt’s face, seeing a spark of life appeared on her eyes for a few seconds. But that disappeared afterwards, returning to that empty, doll-like feature.

“Right, we have overtime today. I just came here to pick up some things.”

Aunt Marcy quickly says.

“Aren’t you working too much?”

Robyn scolds the woman, no longer holding on to her tone and rage, wanting to provoke any kind of emotion from her. But like before, it did not get any type of reaction, even anger, only the same emotionless smile.

“No rest for the wicked, dear.”

Aunt Marcy lifted a finger in a teaching manner, stopping at the door for a few seconds as she went into another daze.

Once more, she saw the flicker of life for a second, noticing how her aunt gritted her teeth before putting on her happy face.

“You sure you are alright?.”

Robyn’s lips straightened, grabbing hold of her aunt in the tightest possible way to stop her. Again, the woman just looks at her with a confused expression, brushing her hand away like it was nothing.

“Yes, I’ll see you later.”

Aunt Marcy gives her a quick tap on the cheeks, disregarding the fact she grabs her threateningly.

Dumbfounded, Robyn ended up gaping in shock, cause her aunt did not even flinch, with the amount of force she exerted on that hold. Her brother would have wince and scream in pain, yet all she got was a poker face.

“Of course.”

Was the only reply she could come up, still taken aback by what happened.

It was only when her aunty had gone that she returned to her senses, along with the sudden rush of curiosity within her.

There was indeed something wrong with her aunt. She hadn’t noticed it before, since they’d only been together a few days, but even in that time frame, it was hard not to regard the change.

She became aware the woman didn’t have any paternal instincts the minute she arrived there, but now was completely different.

It reminded her of several things, as images of what happened before she arrive there came flashing before her eyes.

Those odd creatures appearing from that swirl of unknown light, the mysterious land on the other side of it, and the lasting effect it had on their family.

She blamed her nosiness for that, unable to stop herself from wandering and searching for clues to the disappearance of their older sister. That was why she suppressed that part of her throughout this entire time.

But now this sudden turn of events has once again sparked that side of her, understanding that she is facing something unnatural.