Mario the music box: History of Mira

The Town's Church.

In the direction of what the girls ghosts told me, I reached the town. He seemed lonely and empty. It looks like exactly somewhere here stands the house of Marchionne.

The rain intensifies so that I need to hurry and find where to hide from the rain. On the way in the front, I noticed a person. It was Riba! But why is he alone and where is my father? I should hurry to him, maybe he knows something.

- Riba!

I called him and he turned to me. You might notice that he was shocked by seeing me. I ran to him and stopped around.

- Oh, it's just you. Mira, if I remember correctly?

I nodded. Something in his gaze at me threw me into the yeast. There is clearly something wrong here.

- Why are you alone and where is my father?

He looked at me with a question in the eye. Does he not know or just pretending?

- Your father? I don't know your father.

- No need to lie to me. He walked next to you.

It was as if it were doused with cold water. In his eyes, fear was read and something was not good. It was something not good something evil and terrible. I don't like it at all. I started to move away from him a little. He began to decorate closer and closer.

- Ah, your father! Did you mean Mario? Haha. I'm afraid I can't let you go to him. I need it for my personal plans and I can't allow someone to ruin them!

Riba took out that very machete with a green blade and began to come to me even faster. I tried to run aside, but he caught me and pushed me to the wall of the building. Riba blocked my way to run away. I was trapped. He approached my face and whispered in my ear.

- I think why you were so similar to Mario ...

Machete is directed at my stomach. This is the end of my adventures.

- ... because you are his daughter.

With a crazy smile on Riba's face, he stuck his machete into me. Blood poured around the mouth. It was dark in the eyes. It looks like this is really the end. I felt my hands on my body that raised me. It looks like Riba did not want to leave me in sight. Dad would have noticed me and Riba.

Dad ... I'm sorry ............. I did not save you. I lost consciousness. I could no longer do anything else.

- Mmm...

I began to wake up a little. My head was spinning, my stomach was sick, I could hardly see something. I felt a solid surface under me. It was a wooden bench. It seems on her I lay for a while. But how is I still alive? Didn't Riba hit me in the stomach?

Having debugged questions later, I decided to try to get up, but immediately fell back on the bench. The stomach is really very wounded. Noticing that I did not have my jacket on me, I raised a blue jacket beyond the edge. At the injury, I saw bandages. It looks like someone bandaged me. But who?

- (Where am I?)

Looking around, I saw a man sitting near me. Looking closely, I realized who it was. It was Marchionne. He was with his head down. Did he fall asleep? Looking better, I noticed that a cleaver was lying on his knees. Most likely he fought back from Riba and saved me.

I tried to stand quietly again, but the bench creaked that I drew me out of the sound. From this sound, Marchionne began to raise his head and opened his eyes. Seeing how I try to get up, he began to worry.

- I don't think you should try to get up with such a wound. The wound was deep and I could bandage it somehow.

I stopped trying to get up. My head was still spinning and hurt, but not as much as before. I think I need to rest a little more. But before that I must find out something from him.

- Where are we?

Marchionne looked around. He looked at this place with some sadness. It seems to him this place meant a lot.

- We are in the town's church. I brought you here to protect from Riba and healing you.

So we are in the church. Oh, Lord, how long I have been in the church. It looks like he is really a preacher. I took up the cross that was in my pocket.

- You need to restore strength. Try to relax a bit, I'll go check your father. As soon as you have enough strength, I will help you get out of here.

- Ah, right. My father.... what about him?

Marchionne's face fell. It looks like something serious was with my father.

- Someone took possession of them and because of this I cannot let him leave.

My face also fell. I did not know that my father was obsessed with someone. But even in this case, I cannot leave dad to the mercy of fate.

- I understand ........ But even so I will not leave my father here. I promised to return with him and I will return with him. Riba does not scare me, I just was not ready for what he would do. Now I am ready to meet him face to face. Of course, after the rest and heal of my wounds.

Marchionne looked at me for some time and nodded. It looks like he saw determination in my eyes. And it seems he is proud of this?

- Very well. I will help you with Riba and the problems of Mario. I will help you with my own power to leave this place. But now you better relax.

I nodded and lay back at .... a pillow? Where did she come from? But now it doesn't matter. I closed my eyes. I felt that they were hiding me with a blanket.

- Sleep and gain strength, Mira.

After these words, I plunged into sleep. Hold on dads I will soon take you from this place.