Hobi's Mine.

15: Boy.

SHE jumps off the tree and landed on the ground. I got no chance to shout I got tongue tide. These vicious dogs will kill us both! Then she jumps? I hope she didn't jump on purpose but accidentally slide herself off the tree!

Above I saw her taking out something under her dress while in a deffensive position.

Two black knives? For real?

Uri eomma will nagged us hard if she knew we're playing the kitchen knives or anything sharp. She'll absolutely disappointed then here she has not one but two knives?

Don't tell me she's playing hero right now?! This is insane. She'll...

She did not wait for them to attack. She did attack them first! She jumps over the dog then assaulted it with her knives. In few strokes, killing the first dog mercilessly. Followed by the other two having the same fate.

She was bloody. Then she uses her two knives hitting the dogs at the distance falling them both lifeless on the ground.

She walks casually and take out the knives into their heads. She's not a child. She's a monster!

My eyes shot upward.

I lost consciousness. I'm pretty sure I fell off the tree. Darkness succumbs me.

"AH....!!" I screamed, hysterical when I got my consciousness back. Those memories filled my head once again. Giving me the chills. I'm shaking I feel like I'm drifting!

Everything's blurry and white, tears filled my eyes as two familiar hands cages me. Uri eomma. I grab the chance to take refuge in her arms filling safe from the nightmare.

"Shh...kwaenchana." She rocks me side to side and calms me from her lullabies. Her voice reassures me that everything's gonna be all right.

I pacified and return back to bed and fell asleep once again.

When I woke up I'm more relaxed and calm. They ask me few basic questions to know what really happened? But I decline to talk. So the next session, they brought some coloring materials and let me draw what happened.

While I was looking at the white canvas, her innocent face flash in my head. Understanding why she got those eyes despite her cute and innocent face.

She's fearless.

She purposely jump over the tree to save me. She could've left me that day instead accompany me and brought me way back into the camp site. I figured it out when I was at the top. An overlooking view of the smoke from afar.

I looked at my mother and ask what happened when they found me at the forest?

She told me that they found me lying on the ground unconscious. I'm fine except of the sprain I got. They didn't find anyone or anything around me. But she told me that they met two hunters near the site. More than that nothing's strange.

That's why they find it disturbing how I reacted the first time I got my consciousness back. It was intense and unexplainable. Obviously I got a traumatic experience that explains my behavior.

They wants to know.

I look at the canvas once again, staring at the white surface. Contemplating myself if I'll put those memories here in this white surface, will they believe me? Will they believe that a four year old child killed five vicious dogs mercilessly?

Will they understands me? How I feel?

ALL seven gathered at the living room. It still have all the ameneties just like the other building but the color contrasts the lively mood of the other. Here most of the furniture were grey and the couches were jet black. The lights were a bit dim and the place its eerie silent.