Chaos Inside A Pen

“You look awful,  apo. Didn’t you get a  good sleep?” Nightmares are typical to Denzel. Ever since he was still a child, most of the dreams that visit him in ungodly hours range from bizarre to something that will leave him clutching his heart as if he was about to have a heart attack upon waking up. When he starts to have a growth spurt, he manages to learn a kind of dreaming technique taught by her Lolo Virtudazo to pacify the demons of her slumber. Yet from time to time, some fragments of the diabolic dreams still manage to slip past through his mental defense. And whenever that happens, he knows it's another omen that he must take careful notice of; something awful is about to happen, and whether he likes it or not he will get involved in it. After all, that is his job as a freelance occult investigator. “As usual, another bad dream Lo…so bad I want to puk--” And without even finishing his sentence, he started to throw up on his bed due to the astronomical disgust that sti...

Chief Sakamoto’s face was utterly at loss as he listens for the third time the audio file that Draymon has given to him. Instead of a resolution, the case that they are working on plunges into the depths of the unknown, and what awaits them might be the end not just for their career but also of the world. “What do you think Chief?” Draymon looks worried as he rarely sees their chief without its usual humor and wit. The wrinkles on the face of the Sakamoto suddenly increase while massaging his temple. The revelation of the angel clearly stressing him out. The answer they’ve been looking for give them more questions and problems instead of the other way around. “Honestly Dray, this is beyond us. Beyond even for anyone.” He sighs while wiping the sweat on his brow after finishing the whole audio again. “The angel tells me that I need to...” Draymon can’t say the exact words of what is the sky maiden demands for him. It's bizarre and at the same time too surr...

It is the first time the court room will weigh the scale of justice between man and monster. However for Attorney Santos, this is nothing but history repeating itself again: man faced by the unexplained will do nothing but to destroy. A swift, absolute but defective judgment much like what happened to the hundreds of women burned alive in the infamous Salem witch trial. Now at this very moment, the people’s ignorance overpowers the already blind justice of their nation. Upon seeing the yellow eyed, ear pointed and sharp toothed Manuel Exmundo enters the hall, anyone can easily say that he is already guilty of the heinous murder that happened three days ago in one of the rooms found in a cheap apartment in Cubao. The victim identified as Matilda Munoz, a 26 working class woman who slowly but surely climbing the ladder of her corporate dreams, was found lifeless and drowning on her own crimson pool in her room. There is no sign of forced entry or burglary. She jus...