The origin of madness by Lina Abdaoui (best book clubs TXT) 📖

Part 01

 

 

 

Anne stood still in the middle of an empty Magnolia field, it was an ordinary ghost-quiet evening in a forgotten small town. As the sun moved gently through the erubescent sky, the young nun renewed her long-lasting friendship with doubt by means of marathons of existential questions, not being sure that her entourage will comprehend, she kept this habit a secret.

 

Inside and out of silence, the young woman had an odd feeling of being watched. Soon, the tender humming of rain drops persuaded her to head back home. On the way to the convent, she tripped and tumbled into something warm in the bushes... What a macabre surprise! A bloody corpse! A familiar face! Without warning, a disturbed man appeared from nowhere and surprised her violently with a baseball bat...

 

November 30th, it’s been a month since two of the youngest members of the religious community have been legally declared missing, after a serious investigation   some police officers concluded that it was a simple case of elopement due to a lack of evidence of the contrary.

It was almost noon of the same day, the streets were coated with a cheerful atmosphere, one could hear the sound of children playing from afar, mainly because there was a crucial ball game starting at 2pm, thus a considerable crowd started gathering outside the sports ground near an old gothic graveyard. At the tail of the waiting line, a group of teenagers suddenly heard a continuous muffled scream that seemed to be coming from a crypt, driven by curiosity they jumped off the fence and went to the source of the peculiar noise.

 

 Approaching the scene, they were surrounded by sculptures of grotesque creatures that resembled very much gargoyles, by the time they got to the portal confused and a bit afraid, the youngest girl of the squad convinced them to pursue the chilling beginning of an adventure, and so they did. The shouting has gone louder leeding them to remove a heavy stone covering an ancient tomb, forthwith there was a huge astonishment! They found one of the missing nuns...

 

-Thank god..Thank you , please let us leave before he comes back .

-who is he ?  Said one of the guys

-i couldn’t recognize his monstrous face, i don’t think he is human... Please let us get out of this place before it’s too late.

 

Anne walked briskly through the narrow corridor accompanied by her saviours, suddenly, they heard the main portal being closed loudly, right after a high-pitched voice started chanting:  “You people fancy me frantic.. Dont’you..

Oh I’m coming for you, there’s no need to worry”.

 

The poor nun panicked for a few seconds then bursted out laughing hysterically, it looked as if she has gone mad. From day one, her only fault was to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and so unexpectedly, she marched slowly toward her tormentor, smiled at him, for once he wasn’t armed, afterwards, she savagely chocked the man to death.

 

Subsequently, she turned to the young people standing in a state of shock, it was happening: an undeniable proof of her madness …

 

- You people fancy me frantic.. Dont’you..

Oh I’m coming for you, there’s no need to worry.  Chanted Anne

 

Part 02

 

 

 

Empty were the streets, the game has started, no one noticed the absence of four youngsters among the crowd, these latter ones were trapped in a horrifying nightmare that could end badly.

 

Few moments later, a police squad broke into the crypt after being channelled by one of the victims, due to a further examination it seemed that Anne didn’t suffer from any sort of mental deficiency, and so everything was back to normal. Although, the priest of black feather promised to keep an eye on her, his years of sacred work gave him the ability to recognize a disturbed soul, he knew what he had to do, there are doors that need to be sealed.

 

December, 1st , at dawn a trio of priests called the recently released nun to the main room of the convent , to begin a necessary step for healing : An exorcism .

 

Aw , here they come , the knights of the lord . Shouted  Anne in a terrifying man’s voice .

 

We exorcise you, unholly spirit, whoever you are: satanic power, legion, reunion or diabolical sect, in the Name and by the Power of our Lord, be ripped from the Church of God …

 

The procedure lasted for hours , until the presumed demon gave up , his last words were : “ I’m not as guilty as most humans , just remember what led me to her : The absence of love .. The absence of love is the origin of madness “ .

 

 

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Text: Lina Abdaoui
Publication Date: 12-31-2016

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