Emunah: Emunah Short Stories, #3

By Janice Wee

When freshman Emunah is saved from a life-threatening accident by hunky senior Jayden, a deep bond forms between them. Will their relationship cross the fine line between friendship and romance?

 

Emunah's quirky friend Emma introduces a strange twist into her life with her obsession with aliens, leading to surreal encounters that challenge Emunah's perception of reality. In a series of unexpected events, Emunah befriends Lydia, and becomes entangled in the secrets of a cursed box. With the help of her enigmatic father, they must work together to liberate Lydia from its sinister influence.

 

Emunah's unspoken longing for Jayden drives her to commission an AI modeled after him, seeking solace in its artificial companionship. However, when the AI gains sentience, it sets off a chain of events that lead to the uncovering of a nefarious plot by Beast Corp, an organization with dark, occult ties, linked to the AI and Emunah's strange encounters.

 

As Emunah delves deeper into the mysteries surrounding Beast Corp, she becomes the target of sinister alien forces. Stalked and threatened, can she uncover the truth and protect those she loves?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Janice Wee
• Release date: Jul 1, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227556059

Janice Wee

Janice Wee is Straits Born Chinese from Singapore. She is a sixth generation Singaporean, the daughter of two English teachers and who spent her childhood in libraries. Learn more about the worlds and characters in her stories in her website janicewee.com

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Prologue

Do beings from another reality exist?

What if someone, or something from another dimension is monitoring mankind?

What if that superior lifeform intends to direct the course of humanity towards its own agenda?

That’s what my UFO obsessed buddy, Emma, proclaims. These aliens are the good guys who want to stop us from destroying the earth.

Leo, my flat mate, insists the Big Bang created the universe and Higgs boson proves it.

As for me?

I believe what my dad told me. That God created the universe in six days and rested on the seventh, even though my pals think I’m crazy.

Jayden has his theories too.

Speaking of Jayden, he is my best friend.

I’m not in love with him.

No way, no how.

I don’t care what everyone else says.

I’m rambling, aren’t I.

Let me start from the beginning.

Seven years ago

Iwon a scholarship in a prestigious university from the west. My late father’s friend, Uncle Logan had an apartment near the institution, so he rented a room to me at a heavily discounted price. The apartment’s enormous. The other tenants were close to my age, so I’d have friends there.

Day one.

Uncle Logan picked me up from the airport. I hadn’t seen him in person for years, but he sent letters to our family a few times each year. Snail mail. That’s how archaic he was.

Emunah, he flashed a brilliant grin. Drop ‘Uncle’ and call me ‘Logan’.

He looked much younger than I expected. Though he wouldn’t tell me his actual age, he had to be at most ten years older than me. He’s kind of hot. But hey, he’s my late father’s friend, so that ick factor remained.

He introduced me to his tenants once we got to the apartment. They were all guys. No girls. Each busy with whatever he’s doing. We’ve got nothing in common. While unpacking, I stared out of the window at the magnificent view of a lagoon surrounded by pine trees.

Uncle Logan, I mean, Logan left for work after the round of introductions. That left me to my own devices.

It’s winter here. The water’s frozen which makes it perfect for ice skating. Back home, the only time I got to skate was at ice skating rinks in Tel Aviv which was a long bus ride away. This pond’s within walking distance.

So, there I was, full gear on, gliding on an actual lake surrounded by trees.  I was taking in the beautiful scenery around me, when the ice beneath me cracked.

Stupid me!

There must have been a reason why no one else was skating that day. I assumed they were all in their offices.

I lay flat on the ground as the crack spread into a spider’s web beneath me.

Help! I screamed, rolling away, to thicker ice.

Too late, that chunk holding me up gave way.

I sank through stinging cold beneath, dreading the icy death that awaited.

Hero

Head above water. Kick your body up, onto ice.

I knew the drill, but the biting cold and the weight of the water dragging me down made it impossible.

Then a thick rope hit my face.

I grabbed it, clinging on with whatever strength I had left.

Hang on tight, a commanding baritone voice resounded. I’ll get you out.

My lifeline pulled me out of the