The First Sign

I was happily fishing at East Coast Park. There's plenty of fishes there and I love it so much. Though there were many, I only caught one. It's a cute small one.

Feeling contented I went home with the fish in the styrofoam box.

I placed it into my fish tank afterwards. Seconds later it died.

Oh my god! I was utterly shocked. There on the fish tank were wordings sribbled in blood, "They must die. They are all dead."

Immediately, I got dressed and amde my way to East Coast Park. The moment I arrived, I saw the sea has already turned red.

10 More Days; Activated

I was sleeping soundly yesterday when I felt my body being jerked. Then I felt heavy. It felt like someone was sitting on top of me. I was still asleep but subconciously, I could feel it.

Evil twin, "Are you having wet dreams?"

No! It felt so real.

Evil twin, "Oh you were having sex lah?"

Fuck you! Now, let me finish my story.

It happened so fast. the next thing I know was I heard loud noises followed by unfamiliar voices. I was being pulled away, "Run away from here. It's not safe..."

Everything's so vague. It happened too fast for me to react. I fell. I opened my eyes, feeling dazed.

"Activate Issac..."

"From now on, he shall follow my commands."

Destruction From Above

Yes, I'm not lazing around. I'm finding clues!

"You're not doing your BEST!" shouted The One from above.

Then bolt of lightnings hit everywhere around me.

Is He with me or against me? Those words were words of encouragements and it suggested me that He doesn't want me to die BUT the bolt of lightnings..?

And another hit the tree in front of my block.

And it hit the sands creating a hole.

STOP IT! I'm trying my best already!

11 More Days; Identical

Wait, there are four hands in this photo. So there are more than 2 people? What? I still don't get it. What are the clues? And what am I trying to find here?

I'm so lost! The clues are so vague.

Okay, let me try again. Is that a photo of two pairs of hands trying to ... say hello to me?

"No you asshole!" a voice out of nowhere shouted.

Huh?

Oh how intruging!

Ah! I saw some similarities. Isn't that my hand in the .. What the..

What's going on here?

They Can See Me

This is some scary shit. I can't ignore the signs anymore. They keep on coming. First the mysterious call, then the e-mails, now my fax machine.

I received a whole lot of these funny looking photos on the A4 size papers. I examined them closely.

I took no chances, I look at them one by one, trying to find clues.

Oh my god! I fell off from my chair looking at this photo. It looks as if someone is trying to get out of that flat paper.

Then I heard whispers, "Help me..."

What the fuck? I looked around but I saw nobody. Eh, come on la, I'm at my home, who else except for my family members and I, would be in the house.

Then I heard stomps. Bom Bom Bom!

I fell off from my table.

"You sat on the table?" asked my Evil Twin.

"Yeah, the chair broke..." I said.

Ah! I took one of the photos which has a foot on it into my hands. Was it coming from the papers?

Suddenly, there was a strong gust of wind. It blew me away and I hit against the wall.

"Ahh!!"

12 More Days To Death

I freaked out answering the mysterious call yesterday and today when I thought everything would be fine for me, something unexpected happened.

I was drinking my coffee, listening to Beyonce - Get Me Bodied and reading my e-mails.


And there was this mail titled, "Isaac, you have won a Mercedes Benz!"

I was like WOW!

I clicked open the email.

What the fuck? I clicked the exit button!

Abruptly, the mail opened itself again.

The First Day; Unknown Call

It was a hectic day for me. More weird things started to happen. I was at the balcony, reading my favorite book, Little Red Riding Hood, when my handphone rang.

I hesitated.

What the hell! No numbers were listed. I saw alot of alphabets on the handphone screen, "ISSACSHALLDIE".

I flipped my handphone and clicked the accept button.

I didn't talk.

Oh my god!!

I heard alot of noises from the other receiving end.

And then I heard many voices.

"Bluek! Bluek! Bluek! Meow meow woof woof kill Isaac woof! You have 13 more days..."

Damn it! I don't want to die yet. I need more sex!!

Argh!!!

I swung my hand up and tossed my handphone in the air.

Fucking handphone!!

I'm not going to die that easily!

Erased

My photos were blurred. *Whispers softly* I think they want to erase me from earth. Look at the photos.

I read from a book that if your photos are blurred, you only have 14 days before you are completely erased from planet earth.

But there's a cure. The complicated thing now is to find the cure from that particular person.

Who? I don't know. I don't have much time. I shall start searching.

I had to substitute the previous two photos with a new one because they completely vanished from my blog.

Extreme Makeover

It's time to reveal the new me. For weeks, I've been thinking if I should upload the photos of the new constructed face of mine on my blog.

I was afraid you, my fellow blog readers, may not accept the new me.

This was me BEFORE.

And this is me AFTER.

Tadah! It was the best thing I've ever done in my life! I know, I know. My nose is a bit crooked but I'll ask Dr. Martin Lau to adjust it for me. No problem man!

The Three Alien Humanlike Boys

They thought they have landed on earth safely, without anybody noticing them. They were rejoicing and prancing around at the Singapore River.

I was there. I saw them. I hid behind the bushes, looking at them. Though they were aliens, they really look like humans.

I've read somewhere that aliens can shapeshift.

Evil twin, "How can you tell if they're aliens if they shapeshift and take the form of other people's faces?"

I'll be going to the library to do some research on them. Meanwhile, beware of them.

The Cursed Building

Long long time ago, during the early 1960s, stood the tallest building and I mean the tallest. But many people see it as a curse because it was and still is the tallest building in the country. People hated the building so much that they bring whoever they hate to that building to kill them.

The building was cursed!

Standing proud and tall, maybe as tall as Mount Everest. Okay, that's too exaggerating. Nobody dares, till now, to go near that cursed building.

Today,being the brave me, decided to venture into something extraordinary. I'm going to that cursed building! But of course not alone. Jeff accompanied me.

Jeff and I walked to the entrance only to see zombies. They were walking aimlessly, sniffing for blood, searching for food.We decided to take the back entrance of the building. Scary it was.

The weirdest but yet the most funniest thing was that the elevators are still functional. I nearly went bonkers to see all the many numbers.

It goes all the way up to the 66th floor but somehow, the elevator wouldn't want to bring me there. Each time, I pressed the 66th floor button, it wouldn't lit up. It refused to lit up. The elevator refused to bring me to the 66th floor.

59. That was the highest floor the elevator could bring me and Jeff.

We arrived. Weird, there was something hanging at one of the room's door.

I reached out my hand and ...

"No!" Jeff shouted.

It's a booby trap. If you take that, the alarm will be activated and all the zombies will be alerted and we can't get out of here alive!

"I thought zombies are stupid?" I scratched my head.

"Let's go up," suggested Jeff.

Up we go...

It's like neverending. We kept on going up. What will we find? Where will we be at minutes later?

Upon reaching the 67th floor, we noticed something was amiss. We went closer to the door.

The door was locked from the inside. and there were many nails driven to the sides of the door. It was completely sealed.

Why? That was the only question that was filling up my puny brain.

Then we heard noises. As we turned back, there stood one zombie, his hands reaching out to us, groaning.

"Aaaaah! Aaaah... Brrrgh..." groaned the zombie.

I panicked, "Is he communicating with us?"

"Maybe," replied.

"Aaaah! Burgh! Zurr!..." I replied to the zombie.

"... ," Zombie.

I took out a dagger from my pocket and stabbed the zombie's vital point; the head. It tumbled down the stairs.

Run! It was a narrow escape.