The Devil WithInn 31 Can I Trust You Now? 1

From the darkness, she saw a hand reaching out to her.

Its skin was ghastly white and it looked bony and creepy. In a second, blobs of dark ink-like substances started to drip on the hand. It started to cover the arm towards the hand.

Curious, she reached out to touch it. But she found that the hand was too far away.

Moments later, she found her body slowly moving closer towards it.

Slowly, the hand reached out to her as well. The black liquid seems to be connected to the darkness behind the outstretched arm.

When she was finally able to reach the hand, the black liquid covered the whole arm and sucked Inna in. She was trapped in a box filled with darkness and felt a hand gripping her throat. Soon, within that s.p.a.ce of darkness, multiple whispers echoed.

"Don't….let…. them… catch…. you…."

"If…they…. get… you...it….will… be….over…"

These whispers were repeated again and again, sometimes she heard it by her ear, but sometimes she heard it far away. Sometimes the whisper is a man, sometimes a woman. Sometimes it becomes a child giggling, or an elderly wheezing.

This made Inna's mental state unstable. Her paranoia and anxiety was at an all-time high. She felt breathless and was trying to calm herself down. But after a few moments, she had a panic attack again. And this time, it was the most serious case she had. She began wheezing and felt light headed.

Then, she heard a slow chuckle near her ears before a clear androgynous voice spoke.

"One seems to have awakened early, Ab--"

But before she knew it, she already fainted.

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"Did she die?"

A young male in white asked in a hushed tone. But before he can react, he cried in pain.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! You didn't have to do that!"

"Don't curse the girl to die!" A middle aged man bellowed in anger. He had great pains transferring her without anyone detecting so she better not just waste his efforts!

"Why don't you go back already? You finished your a.s.signment here so there's no point in dawdling much longer!"

The young man pouted and turned to leave, but not before muttering, "Rude old man."

The middle aged man froze and looked at the young man in fury.

"What did you say?! Did you just call me OLD?! I'M NOT YET OLD! YOU ROTTEN BRAT! COME! I'LL TEACH YOU SOME MANNERS! THAT STINKING MOUTH OF YOURS!" The man started screaming insults and curses at the young man. His growing anger fueled his voice further in getting louder by the minute.

But the man just looked at him, stuck his tongue out, and dashed out of the room.

"COME BACK HERE, YOU BRAT!" The man once again continued hurling insults.

The sound of his voice became louder and louder until somebody wasn't able to take it anymore.

"OH MY G.o.d, SHUT THE f.u.c.k UP!" Inna screamed in irritation. She was extremely agitated from being woken up. It was heaven for her a few minutes back. She loved the feel of the soft fluffy bed and the warm comforters she had. And she just found the most comfortable position when she was rudely awakened by a really loud voice.

She hates being woken up abruptly!

She always had 7 alarms with 5 minutes in between to make her 'gradually' wake up.

And even with that, she's still going to be grumpy as f.u.c.k.

Even her roommates knew not to mess with her when it's morning!

Yet this f.u.c.ker just decided to scream at her ear when she was sleeping!

"WHO THE f.u.c.k ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING AT THIS TIME OF DAY? DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH? WANNA FIGHT?"

"I CAN USE THIS PILLOW TO CHOKE YOU! WANNA TRY ME?"

Inna glared at the man as she sat up and grabbed her pillow. She slowly got off the bed and got into her fighting stance.

"You? With a pillow?" The man snorted, clearly not believing.

"Don't underestimate me, old man." Inna warned with a smirk, her confidence at its maximum.

This stance has been trained for 3 years by the countless sleep-over pillow wars that she survived from! Many perished in their conquest for survival in those pillow wars. And many have tried to polish their skills but they all perished together under her own hands.

Her pillow fighting skills can finally be used!

She took pillow fights seriously and the boys always laughed at her for it. That's because they never tried having one with her roommates! If they only knew the h.e.l.l she lived through…. Her roommates were all athletes and were strong as f.u.c.k! When they throw a pillow, it can be cla.s.sified as a nuclear weapon!

"Don't underestimate my 3 years of battle experience!" She hollered before dashing towards the man and climbing on his back.

She hooked her legs on his waist as she bashed his head with her pillow.

"Hah! Hyah! Take that!" She screamed as she kept bashing him on the head. The feathers from the pillow leaked out and blinded the man, making him go in circles, utterly confused on what was happening.

The girl he tried very hard to save…

… is now attacking him with a pillow…

... with an intent to kill…

… because he was screaming….

… and she woke up?

What the heck?