E Twinning Collaborative Story, School year 2017/2018
In Black Written by Collčge Joseph Calvet , France
In Blue written by Växjö International School, Sweden
In red written by Galati school Romania
In Green Written by Abdurrahmangazi İmam Hatip Ortaokulu, TÜRKİYE
6:58.... Alize woke up with a strong headache. ‘The same nightmare again ...’. She sighed ‘I hate it, I’m so tired, I just would like to sleep ...’Alize was nearly fifteen . She was a simple, discreet and romantic girl who liked to dream of her Prince charming, paradisiacal settings ....These nightmares made her anxious ’ the same scary story ....... a man hunted down by the secret services.....blood .....’ It was Sunday and she was alone at home. Her mother, who worked as a nurse in a hospital was on duty and her father, a banker, was away for business. Suddenly, Toby the little one year-old Bichon started barking to remind her that she was not completely alone. Richard was supposed to come in the afternoon but in the meantime she was already bored in this Parisian flat where her family had moved two years before. She missed her life in Texas... The wind was blowing very hard on this autumn day which was not to help her headache ’What’s that noise? ...’ she grumbled. She got up determined to find the door that was slamming and went around the flat,.......Nothing .... ‘It sounds as if it is coming from below. Could it come from the neighbours’ ?’ Approaching the bed, the noise became louder. She decided to push her bed and to her surprise, saw a small door. ‘I had never seen this trap door before’ she whispered. As she got closer, she could smell a strange odour of mold. How weird! ... Toby , look!! !! She remained speechless. The door had gone . Suddenly, the room started spinning around. A feeling of nausea filled her throat and the dizziness started to take over. Before she had time to realise what was happening, everything turned dark.
She woke up with a grunt, and felt a cutting pain from her head. It was much more than a simple headache now, and every movement was uncomfortable. Her memories were fuzzy, but she had a faint picture in her head of a mysterious trapdoor, and a strange scent that reminded her of moldy cheese.
She shook her head in disbelief, trying to make the uncomfortable feeling go away. It all must’ve been nothing more than a weird nightmare. Surely she must have made it all up in her mind. But then again, how did that explain the beating pain that seemed to be cutting her head in half? Something had happened last night, but she had no idea what it was. She wasn’t even sure if she actually wanted to know the truth, or if it would be better to just forget everything and try to move on.
Hopefully, everything would go back to normal if she just got a little rest. But the agonizing feeling wouldn’t ease, despite taking several pain killers and spending many hours watching Netflix with Toby on her lap. There was something more than just a headache. A feeling that something just wasn’t right, and it kept bothering her.
One look at the window told her that it was already dark outside. Richard was supposed to have returned a long time ago, but she was still completely alone except for her dog who was still snoring in her lap. She had finished no less than two seasons of her favourite TV-show, and decided to put on something new that she hadn’t watched before. To her surprise, she managed to find one TV series that she hadn’t heard of before: a horror show called “Cold Teardrops”. Despite its cheesy name, she decided to give it a try.
Unfortunately, it was literally one of the worst shows she had ever watched. The things that happened in the show reminded her of the ridiculously easy life she had as a child. There was nothing scary about it, and she was just about to turn the computer off out of boredom. Then suddenly, the scene changed and became shockingly familiar. The girl in the show woke up at the sound of a creaking door coming from underneath her bed. Out of curiosity, she reached under her bed to find a trapdoor. Alize had a strange feeling that she had watched this show before, even though she knew she hadn’t. She recognized the way the events unfolded. Where could she have seen this before? The answer suddenly seemed obvious, like she had known it all along. The girl from the TV-show was no one other than herself!
The girl opened the trapdoor, which made a creaking sound. After a quick look behind her, she went through the trapdoor and disappeared. The screen went black.Alize realised that she no longer was in her warm, comfortable living-room. A squeaking sound came from her lap. Around her was nothing but darkness, and a chill travelled down her spine. An overwhelming smell of moldy cheese gave her face a disgusted expression. She reached her hand forward, and felt spider webs and a thick layer of dust on her fingertips. She must have been sitting in a very narrow room.
Alize had no clue of what could’ve happened. Was she hallucinating? Standing up, she lost her balance for a second and knocked something over with her arm. A loud thump was heard, like a large cheese had fallen to the floor. Toby squealed anxiously by her feet. Then suddenly, a surprised voice screamed out, “Qu’est-ce que c’est ?” and the sound of footsteps started to get closer and closer when a blinding light penetrated the darkness and the smell of cheese became more pungent. Once her eyes adjusted to the light she was able to see a tunnel taking shape out of the corner of her eyes.
Alize lost sight of Toby as he began to bark and ran towards the source of light. The girl’s headache made her lean on the cold walls which were made of stone. “What is this place? Is this the way to Heaven?” she thought. Am I dreaming? And yet, I feel the rough edges of the freezing cold bricks.“ A sudden barking pulled her out of her thoughts. She followed the yelping of the small running silhouette. Reaching the end of the tunnel, a man’s shape appeared. He was holding Toby in his arms. “ Pourquoi ce chien est dans ma cuisine? Il mange tout ma fromage!” said a hoarse voice. Alize approached the man as he was going back into the bright room. Once she got over the doorstep, her attention moved from the mess the man was trying to hide from her to the new faces inside of what appeared to be a kitchen. She startled when her name was called by a familiar voice. Turning to the direction of the sound she surprisingly asked: “Richard?!” The man in black was speechless and amazed by spelling this name with someone else’s mouth out of this world. He did not know her and treating somebody that never met before.
There was still no response. Who was him? Was he Richard?
Alize was confused in the head. catharsis experience..
‘I must keep my mind clear immediately,’ she said, the man could hardly hear.
The new faces in the picture on the wall were so familiar to her. As she got closer, she amazingly did see her family except for Alize herself. A picture caption signed as family motto ‘Vita est uno modo tessera’ (Life is a one way ticket) meantime that motto the man was murmuring himself. It was getting frightening because Alize heard it for the first time. She was losing her touch nevertheless needed to sit tight and carry on.
Alize still had a doubt that he was Richard or not because she had not seen him for a long time. Although he was looking so exhausted now, this man was well built, tall, good looking and kind man even had a small wrinkles on his forehead. He was just like Alize’s charming prince in her dreams. The man had a scar on his neck and it was not fresh. He was trying to hide it from Alize. Also his behaviours were not benevolent to her any longer.
Besides increasing unpleasant odour the mess took her attention again. For a while Alize glanced around the kitchen full of cans, dust and dirt yet this place reminded their home in Texas. Here was so unhealthy for her. ‘’ Please help me with the housework, honey’’ her mother’s voice rang in Alize’s ears. Her mother was very careful about hygiene because of her job and this situation irritated Alize and her father.
On the contrary she missed her parents even that Parisian flat and promised herself not to feel bored again .
Meanwhile the man kept looking at her most peculiarly and get busy to snack. Then, he took a small drink of a water and soaking his hands gently wiped on his shirt.
‘He must have some strange hobbies’, Alize thought when saw many unread letters throwing randomly on the floor and written receivers’ name on some but not addressing yet. She was surprised once again by the dates on them all written in 1700s. At the same time she noticed when checked her watch that it did not work.
What was happening since the morning? Who could explain all these things?
Alize was not the only girl to worry of course Toby was still barking on her lap. She needed to be calm but it seemed hard anymore. ‘I got stuck in this tunnel’ desperately she thought. She could hardly breathe and feeling a strange taste in her mouth. She thought evening already turned out the night and these so much to her she had enough. Alize wanted to have a rest and Toby felt uncomfortable. They both missed their bed now.
All of a sudden she started to run the way back to the tunnel to find the door again however she could not see any exit… Terrified, she realized there was no way back. In front of her was a damp wall made of dirt and mud. With her mind full of horror, she dug into the wall and at the same time the feeling of being buried alive came to her.
Anxiously Toby barked and ran back to the revolting kitchen. She reacted quickly and with a leap she was after him. Halfway back to the kitchen she threw herself onto the dog and grabbed the necklace, but Toby spun around with panic and the necklace snapped in half.
Alize fell to the floor and felt a sudden aching pain to her head. The world started to spin around and she became dizzy and everything went black.She woke up with bright sunshine glazing in her eyes. Slowly Alize sat up in her bed and let out a big yawn. She stood up and while rubbing her eyes she felt an itch on her forehead. Lightly, she touched her forehead with her fingertips and she felt nauseating when she saw what was on her fingers. Dried blood covers her nails and fingertips, and she got the sick feeling that something completely wrong. Vigilantly, she starts walking towards the kitchen. When Alize came down to the kitchen she froze as she shockingly saw how filthy it was. She felt a trickle down her spine as she noticed what was laying on the floor. There on the floor tile; that was split in half; surrounded by dried blood, laid Toby’s necklace. The necklace, which was broken into two pieces, sent a sharp reminder to Alize of her crazy and terrifying dream. Suddenly she heard an eerie noise, like someone was scratching their nails against a blackboard. Abruptly the noise stopped and she heard a voice from underneath the floor that shrieked,”Arręte le chien, il va manger mes fromages!” When she was searching for the noise, her eyes fell onto a big brown square underneath the table. It was a big trap door leading down into the floor. She reached for it and with great strain opened it sluggishly. She took the little courage she had left and went down the bloodcurdling trap door... As she was going down the stairs, a loud noise from behind startled her. She immediatly turned around and ran towards the door, struggling to open it. “It’s stuck!”, she thought, as she realized her efforts were in vain.
Terrified, she took a deep breath, trying to keep her composure. Calming herself down, she was able to focus on her surroundings, hearing what sounded like claws screeching on a wooden surface. Tracking down the sound, she noticed a patch of light piercing the darkness coming from a keyhole. Approaching the newly discovered door, she regained hope, thinking that she could finally escape the darkness. Leaning on the door, she could feel vibrations coming from the other side. She glanced through the keyhole and spotted a large figure holding a rapier coming towards her. She went cold when she saw another small silhouette right next to the man. “Toby!”, she screamed in horror and the next thing she knew was an excruciating pain coming from her right eye. She desperately tried to ease the pain by reaching her face, but she was unable to. The feeling of panic overwhelmed her when she was struggling to move her limbs. The sound of screeching was replaced by unknown voices. The pungent smell of chemicals irritated her nose. Alize heard her name being called. She tried to look around, but everything was pitch black. Her eye was forced open and the powerful light came into view, causing her pain. She closed her eyes tight trying to get away from it. Finally opening them, an impeccably white room took shape in front of her. Feeling nauseous, she looked down to herself and only then she noticed that she was chained to a hospital bed.
She was desperately trying to get free when she felt someone pinning her to the bed gently.
Once she took a good look at the well-built, tall man, it all came back to her, it was Richard! “You are fine, Alize. Calm down, you are safe”, he said, petting her shoulder. “You were getting a little violent due to your hallucinations so I gave you a mild sedative. I am sorry I was late yesterday afternoon. It is my fault you missed your daily medication. I will let you rest now, would you like me to turn on the TV back on?”
To be continued ( It is our turn...)