[Story-Gothic] The Secret Determination - Part 1

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The Secret Determination - Part 1

 

 

 

When the clock hit thirteen O'clock, the trees slithered and the sound of the scarecrow's singing vanished. This story begins at a dark lake owned by the terrifying Dr Jekyll. Dr Jekyll was once an spirit reader. He wasn't the friendliest of people. Jekyll had an green eye to the right of his left eye and a swirling mole creeping into crack upon his head.

 

“You who have so long been bound to the most narrow and material views, you who have denied the virtue of transcendental medicine, you who have derided your superiors behold!” Yelled someone.

 

“The spirits inside of you are not pure Jekyll, but I warn you not to speak of this moment, I have said to much, for what you have been mistaken of; there's no-sense of turning back time to revive your self from such ludicrous behavior, but no worries, the street's of London will protect you from misery.” Explained someone.

 

London, mysterious and untraceable, they say every night someone turns into stone and disappears. Mr Stevenson began to live in London, although he enjoyed it back in Lancashire, the soft glow of the lamps and the quietness of the people around him was suitable. He is an investigator, researching the death of Mrs Jekyll.

 

Unfortunately, he hasn't found anything expect a, short letter to his friend Mr Harvey. 

          

Dear Mr Harvey,

 

I thought, their was a change in my sweet heart Mrs Jekyll and I was correct. That night I had laid there in bed with my wife and she started coughing and wheezing every minute, I couldn't keep count. Then suddenly, a huge scream had disintegrated from her throat and gave me a discolored vision.

 

However, that wasn't the worst part. The next night after finishing her cup of coffee, she started to slowly walk out of the house like an zombie chasing poor, sensitive child. I started chasing her and I screamed “STOP!” and again and again. My skin became pale and shaken, and i was half fainting, and groping, before she walked away in her silk vest, i heard the words "No man can save me, expect you". I felt like a man restored from death and so lonely ,and destined to find her!.

 

What I saw that night, could not be told to anyone expect you, my fellow friend. The next morning, the police knocked on the door wisely, and there they stood telling me about the death of my wife, Mrs Jekyll. So, you must not tell anyone upon this letter what happened that night, or the quotation 'U shall not speak or pay the price!' will be known to you!.

 

Your good friend,

Dr Jekyll

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I will post the next part soon but still writing my idea's down (any idea's would be handy).  ;) 

~ You.Have.To.Die 

[DragonOfStorms 2,706]

Good story, the grammar could use slight improvement though. Keep it up!

[You.Have.to.die 519]

Good story, the grammar could use slight improvement though. Keep it up!

noted and thanks!