Capítulo 61: The Curse

HELEN

My ears detect the faint rustle of footsteps approaching this room, moving in sync with the nearing wretched feeling. I have to fight the urge to gag as the presence approaches. 

How do I even begin to describe it, that feeling? For someone like me, someone of my lineage, it is like my very being is being attacked by something fundamentally wrong, just so wrong, something that should not exist. I do not know what this is, I have never faced it before. But it is wrong, so wrong, it should not exist. It is an anomaly, a disruption in the fabric of reality. This is something that should have never have come into being. It makes me want to gag. It is attacking my very spirit, my soul. My soul lets out a wail of cacophony as the object nears. 

I prepare my gun, not sure what good it would do. With a thing like this, I do not know if guns even work.

  Slowly, I creep behind a pillar, hoping it would be enough to hide me.