Fallen Stars

Chapter 18

KLAIRE

I think Cathera have forgotten what happened last night after we left Elle's house.

Cathera still had this shock instilled in her face, looking only at the ground, when we were walking towards home.

I was just behind her, not wanting to say anything or interrupt her because I knew what she was thinking.

"Theogrin and Caroline, where are they now?" Cathera depressingly whispered to herself. I was tailing at her, looking at the back of her head. Who's Caroline and Timothy?

We finally returned to her home where she slept soundly as soon as she hit the pillow of her bed. I only slept on the floor beside her bed, strangely comfortable with it.

Someone was banging on the front door from the outside, the two of us could hear the slight cracking of the wooden door from the bedroom. Cathera glared down at me while sitting in her bed, confused. I just looked up at her as I sat, also confused as to why she was looking at me like that.

She whispered, "Why are you lying down there?"

I didn't reply, not understanding what she meant by that.

Both of us went down the stairs, disturbed as we were still hearing someone knocking hurriedly at the front door and I could hear Cathera yell "Hold on, please."

"Cathera, quickly! open the door!" yelled a deep voice of a man outside still knocking hurriedly as we finally stepped on the cobblestone of the ground floor. When Cathera heard the voice she suddenly panicked for a bit.

She suddenly looked at me as both of us went downstairs, whispering "Klaire, hide! Quick!"

Cathera quickly led me to the back door, holding onto my back and pushing me.

"Go, go," She said as she closed the back door leaving me outside in the backyard. I just stared at the wooden walls of the house, wondering who the person knocking outside of the door was. The sky is strangely clear today. Even a speck of white cotton can't be seen from the sky.

I could hear her walk to the front door and I could hear it creak as it opened, hearing her talk to whoever was outside the door.

"Kingston, what is it? It's way early in the morning. Is Tygron with you? He hasn't come home," Cathera barraged the guy with a greeting of questions.

"Tygron's at our house. You should go there right away. Where've you been?" said the man, panicking.

"What? why?" Cathera replied, doubtful. While listening I rested my back on the back door, looking at the yellowish grass of her backyard.

"He's not in a good condition. We brought him there to rest," the man continued.

"What?" Cathera said, building up the concern in her tone.

"You should come with me," The man said.

"Oh, my lord!" I heard Cathera pray, her voice shaking.

TYGRON

Last night.

After we had finally become successful in carrying Shayne home who cried for about a while when the creature took Tom away.

When we returned to the horses right at the entrance of the cemetery, the two of them, our horses, suddenly disappeared.

"Where have the horses gone?" Sergei asked as he spun his head left and right.