While something pulled inside the floor.
Suddenly a monstrous creature with many hands…, many eyes..., many mouths..., whose fingers are always stretching and twisting… and whose mouths teeth twitching hard. Whose mouths produce hot, red blood.
Suddenly before Ezra turns to see before it, the mythic creature behind him, tore him vertically in half.
He jolted awake.
The world snapped back like a breaking string.
For a moment he couldn't breathe, but his heart is beating fast — He couldn't tell if his lungs had burned away… or if the air simply refused him.
Then the clock's red glow steadied in the dark.
2:25 A.M.
His body shook with the echo of a pain that shouldn't exist — phantom heat, the memory of burning. His shirt clung to him, cold with sweat.
The sheets twisted around his legs as though he'd fought something in his sleep.
Beside him, Mellody lay still, her breathing calm and even. The sound should have soothed him. It didn't.
He slipped out of bed quietly, bare feet against the chill floorboards. The air felt heavy, too still, as if the house itself was holding its breath.
In the bathroom, the fluorescent light blinked on — harsh and pale. He leaned over the sink, splashed water on his face again and again until the sting on his skin felt real enough to anchor him.
He looked up at the mirror.
His reflection stared back, eyes hollow and black-edged.
He touched his cheek; the reflection moved with him — perfectly, almost too perfectly.
Steam curled up from the faucet, faint, ghostlike.
"This is real," he muttered. "This is real."
But even as he said it, he could feel the ghost of heat licking at his skin, the echo of hands pulling him downward.
He pressed his palms against the counter until his knuckles whitened.
When he looked up again, his reflection blinked a heartbeat late.
He shut the light off. The silence after the switch sounded louder than any scream.
Downstairs, the kitchen light was warm and yellow, too normal for the hour.
The rain had started again, soft against the windows.
He moved on instinct — water, pan, vegetables, packet, the faint smell of instant noodles curling through the air. The hum of the stove was steady, human.
The simple act of cooking steadied his hands.
He stirred slowly, the sound of boiling water grounding him in something small and solid. For a moment, it felt like he was holding the world together with nothing but steam and noise.
When the noodles were done, he sat by the table, the spoon tapping lightly against the bowl.
The clock on the wall ticked loud in the stillness. 2:54 A.M.
He took a bite, staring at the dark window opposite him. His reflection hovered in the glass — faint, half-there, head bowed over the bowl.
Then, for a fraction of a second, the reflection lifted its head — staring directly back at him.
The spoon froze in his hand.
He turned to look — the window showed only rain.
But the noodles had gone cold.
Then mellody came to the dining room. She was in her green elegant silk gown, Ezra snapped back to reality.
"Aww my sweet husband eating alone without ME huh?" She she teased him.
Ezra replied while acting cheerfully nothing happened like the let dream disappear in her presence of her warmth. "Ahh...Uh...it's just nothing, just i'm hungry and you are sleeping well, and which husband want to distrub his sweet wife sleeping blissfully unaware."
Mellody said "Oh....great my dear husband Ezraaa~ gave a flying kiss playfully, well atlest now you can give your noodles since your dear wife asking right?"
Ezra's misery disappers for now and occupied with her cheerfulness and he replied "Well here my darling, could you eat by yourself or you want me to feed you like a little kid."
She replied with little huff "Well..i guess that I don't mind get fed by MY husband."
She went to sofa and seated and then Ezra joined her and feeding the noodles, and for now cold noddles feel hot and warmth.
For now his internal storm left him with his Mellody's warmth Love.
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