Chapter 2: •Sylvie•
[ 𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝚂𝚢𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚎.
𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝. ]
Sylvie was a normal girl, barely anything interesting happened in her life.
She didn't have much friends either, but that might be due to her anger issues and the fact she neglects everything around her.
She always ends up taking her anger out on things that didn't really deserve to be treated that way.
You wouldn't be able to tell she has issues if you looked at her, until you see and experience it first hand.
Some might think she looks like a doll that can be pushed around.
While some might think she's an anti social freak.
But each of them come to find out otherwise.
That's how Sylvie got into this situation in the first place right now.
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April 18th, Wednesday, 2051.
Sylvie got up after landing face first into the concrete.
She was taking a walk by a house in the same neighborhood as her and she accidentally stared a little too long at a random girl there.
Why? you may ask?
Well there was a party going on at that house and there was a girl outside amongst others of course, but this girl was wearing something quite revealing.
So Sylvie couldn't help but send a disgusted glare her way.
The female had quickly noticed though and didn't take it so lightly.
Instead of just ignoring the glare the female had walked up to Sylvie and stood in front of her, blocking her way and forcing her to stop in her tracks.
Sylvie couldn't hide the annoyance in her voice as she glanced up and spoke. "Could you get out of my way-" Sylvie scrunched her face before continuing, "please?"
"Actually I think I'll stand just here until you answer my question." The girl stated, tapping her foot impatiently.
Sylvie finally made eye contact with her, only for her hazel brown eyes to be met with a pair of what seemed to be green? grey? green-grey eyes.
"And what may that question be?" Sylvie replied, not willing to deal with this girl right now.
"Why the hell were you eyeing me like that?" The girl asked, disgust in her voice.
"Does it really matter?" Sylvie replied, rolling her eyes as she shoved her hands down her pockets.
"Yes it does actually, it matters because I don't want a creepy girl who's walking by giving me looks." The girl replied sassy.
"I wasn't looking at you like that- in fact it's the opposite really- besides you reek of alcohol right now, you know?-" Sylvie replied, venom in her voice as she continued, "Now I'm going to repeat myself once again. Move.Out.Of.My.Way."
"How dare you?! You- You b*tch!" The female practically pounced on Sylvie.
The female was clearly slurring her words as she was basically drunk as far as Sylvie could tell.
Sylvie slowly got up after landing face first into the concrete.
The anger on her face was evident.
That girl didn't know what she had gotten herself into-
Before Sylvie could fight back and give this girl a piece of her mind, two guys walked up and stood in front of her.
They were protecting the girl..
Sylvie was smart enough to know not to pick a fight that she wouldn't be able to win.
So she turned around...
While the girl was shouting profanities behind her as the two males tried calming her down.
When Sylvie turned around, she didn't walk towards her house.
Oh no, that was far from where she was heading.
She was pissed.
So she just started walking towards the forest..
This isn't the first time she's done this.
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As she slowly entered the forest with fire in her eyes she looked around scanning for something she can take her anger out on.
Her eyes had landed on a piece of leftover bark from a tree.
Guessing that someone must have just chopped down a tree recently, she approached it.
As she approached it she glanced to the side to see a mark she made on a certain tree before, it was to remind her where she had put what she uses to get her anger out.
She slowly walked towards a tree with a hole in it.
The type of hole that normally would keep an animal safe during the winter.
But instead of an animal there was an axe.
Yes, you heard me right-
A straight up axe...
She slowly grabbed the handle and walked back towards the tree bark.
She had started continuously bashing the axe into the tree bark, random animals and insects in the surroundings started scattering away as she let out all her anger on a piece of wood.
After some time, the piece of the tree had quickly turned into debris as she had let out all her anger.
She screamed as she did so. She was able to scream as loud as she wanted since she was in the forest... no one could hear her.
As she calmed down an idea popped into her head as a way to clear her mind.
Her uncle. Her uncle lived in this forest, he owned a simple yet elegant cottage.
He lived with his son, so he wasn't completely lonely here in the forest.
Besides, Sylvie visited every once in a while.
She had put the axe back where she had placed it beforehand and tried to remember the directions to the cottage from here.
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She almost thought she was lost until she smelt the all too familiar lavender smell.
She pushed a bush aside as she admired the neatly kempt cottage surrounded by lavenders.
She smiled for once remembering happy memories of when she used to come here when she was younger.
She approached the front door and gently knocked.
*knock* *knock*
Hm? No answer? Let's try again.
*knock* *knock*
Sylvie knocked slightly harder this time, but instead of being met with the smiling face of her uncle, she was met with silence.
The door had slightly creaked open due to the slight force she was knocking with.
"U-Uncle?" Sylvie called out to the seemingly empty cottage.
She decided to step inside, as she did she silently explored, calling out for her uncle.
But to no avail, there was no answer.
She heard droplets outside..
Those droplets soon turned into heavy rain.
She sighed as realization dawned on her that she would have to stay here for the night.
She opened the lights, still wondering where her uncle might be, she glanced at the clock on the wall.
[ 1:07 A.M. ]
"Huh? was I out for that long? It's already the next day.." Sylvie mumbled to herself.
April 19th, Thursday, 2051.
Sylvie had taken a little nap on the couch, but that nap only lasted a couple hours as it was only a mere nap.
Her back was hurting her as she glanced outside.
The sun was up.
She decided instead of heading back home where she would be alone, she would explore the cottage more and maybe take a walk down memory lane.
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As Sylvie explored the cottage, something had caught her eye.
She knew her uncle was a sucker for collecting old things, but this... this was different.
It looked like it was trying to be hidden in plain sight.
This object? Machine? This.. thing was placed in a corner with other objects in front of it, almost as if it was trying to cover it.
Sylvie moved the objects away from the interesting piece of machinery, as she wanted to analyse it closer.
She couldn't help but be intrigued by this of course.
It had a beautiful design on the outside, like there was graffiti dancing across it's original color.
You couldn't even see what the original color was due to the amount of art on it.
Sylvie traced the artwork on it as if she was mesmerized by it.
She was quickly snapped back into reality though as a bird flew by and had collided with the window, startling her in the process.
She slightly jumped as she was startled by this and had accidentally knocked an object from above over.
Her eyes widened as the object fell on top of the Machinery.
She didn't have time to react before she had a devastating ringing in her ears.
This ringing was so loud in her ears she had almost fallen to the ground.
Closing her eyes tightly as if she was trying to convince herself it would go away if she closed her eyes.
Silence..
That's a that she heard now.
It had stopped.
She exhaled in relief as she got off the ground and opened her eyes.
A loud screech was heard.
But that was from her.
Her eyes showed full panic.
"W-where the hell am I?!" Sylvie screaming.
Sylvie tried to calm herself down as she tried to observe her surroundings. "This.. this isn't real.. I'm dreaming right now.. yeah that's what's happening."
She tried to reason with herself but her train of thought was soon cut off by a loud thud and large words appearing in front of her.
"𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙁𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎."
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