Runaway (2)

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Wasn't it a ritual, a killing?What if he was going to kill those people?Even though I felt like running out of there, I was still curious.


The young man took the Sword and passed it in a bowl containing a black liquid, the tip of the Sword was raised and the boys quickly formed a line, one next to the other, and the young man holding the Sword went towards the first warrior in line, and said something that could not be heard. And then, with the tip of the sword, he drew on the body of the first boy, who did not gesture for a moment that he felt pain, to me, it seemed that he was prepared for all of this, and one by one, the boy was passing that Sword, on the body of the warriors in line, he made only one movement, a single drawing on the body of those boys. As soon as they were all crossed out, the music came back on, and I looked at the clock, it was 1:30, I needed to leave. I needed to run.


Sure enough, the guard was going to my room, and next to him was Augustine, as every night she paid that visit. So I hurriedly turned my back on those people, and ran off down the forest path, and as soon as I reached the secret entrance, I looked back, but half of me stayed in that place, but mostly that look in that boy's eyes, and the dull look he gave that old man, as if he was trying to get away from that moment.I understood him well.


So, I entered through the secret passage, took off my cloak as soon as my feet touched the ground, put it in my bag, and entered the door to my room, put the bag inside my closet, and ran to the bathroom, as soon as I closed the door, I heard a loud knock on my bedroom door, took my boots, and threw them in the wastebasket.

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