Enemies in the night (1 rating) by Ciuva S.
Page 3 of 3 "How do you intend to do that? I can’t see anyone of you here! And how can
you do this?" he shouted in his mind. The voice laughed, and evil,
merciless laughter that made him sweat, and tremble.
"Do you know anything at all? Magic, boy, magic. I can see you right now. I
can see you tremble. I can see you turn around to see if we are there. I can
see where your eyes are moving, I know everything. Are you sure you don’t see
us? Have you looked good enough?"
He turned around again and tried to see more in the dark. Was there really
some shadows in between those trees? What was that, in the middle of the
meadow? When he realized that the shadows were moving, he changed direction and
started to run again. The roaring laughter echoed in his mind and made him
stumble and fall. He got up, terrified, and ran on. The shadows moved faster
now. It felt like his heart was in his throat, and he hardly saw where he was
running. He stumbled again, and again, as if they were making fun of him. There
was nothing there that could have made him stumble. It had to be magic.
He was about to give up when he saw two dark shapes came closer. He almost
felt the evil in them, and got up. He stumbled again, and fell hard. Then,
suddenly, a great pain came upon him, and he groaned. He hardly saw that the
two men reached him, but he felt it when they grabbed his hands. Pain
surrounded him and made him scream. He had never been a coward, he had never
complained when he was in pain before, but this was worse than he ever could
have imagined. He gasped for air and tried to get away from their grip. They
laughed at him.
"Thamonu, Thamonu, how could you even imagine that you would get away?" one
of them said, smiling. He backed away from them, but they didn’t release their
grip.
"Please!" he begged and cried out again. "Please…"
They laughed again, but some of the pain was gone. He sighed and tried to
get control over himself again. It wasn’t easy. But then he saw that their eyes
was focused somewhere else, and took the chance. Suddenly he jumped up and ran
as fast as he could. He could hear them shout behind him.
He almost couldn’t believe it when he reached the forest, and when he almost
had ran through it. At the end of it, just beside the foot of the mountains, he
sat down to rest, smiling. "I managed it! I got away!" he sighed, and grabbed
his bag to find some food. He was hungry after the long run.
"Got away from what?" a well-known voice said. A stern man stood beside him,
in a green uniform with the letters KT in black. He recognized the voice. The
voice who had been in his head. The man looked down on him.
"Welcome, Thamonu. As I said, we would get you." Strong arms reached down to
him, but he backed away.
"Leave me alone!" he shouted at the man, who leaned causally towards a tree.
He smiled, but his eyes were cold.
"Well, get away then, if you can." Thamonu now realized that he couldn’t
move. Suddenly he fell to the ground.
He heard that the man laughed at him again, but then everything became
black.
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