*Abdul's POV*
A week had passed and I was well again. Memories of Erik sobbing flooded my mind. I could still hear him crying when he thought that I was dead.
I arched myself up on the bed and grabbed a piece of paper and wrote my letter.
Suddenly, Rozalina came into the room.
"We have to go, it's unsafe for Rosa and I don't want her to face consequences because of us," she explained.
I nodded my head and packed my things. When I finished, I went downstairs with Rozalina.
"Are you going now?" Rosa asked.
"Yes, thank you so much for taking us in but we have to go now, it's unsafe for us and you," Rozalina explained.
We said goodbye and left.
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We walked for days until we saw a sign:
Welcome to Mournstead!
"We should stop here," Rozalina said.
I agreed. I was tired and I needed a comfortable bed to sleep in.
We entered the town and it was beautifully decorated. It was decorated with greenery and rainbow colours. I saw a calendar in the town centre and inferred that it must be close to Easter.
I could smell some wonderful cake from the bakery. I was dying to get some food but I knew Rozalina wouldn't let me. I could hear loads of children playing in the playground oblivious to the world around them.
I could taste the smoke from the food that reached the tip of tongue. It tasted so delicious and I couldn't imagine what the real thing tasted like.
We walked around to try and find some inn. We went into an alleyway.
"I don't think there's an inn here," I said.
"Yeah, this place looks dangerous," Rozalina said.
We tried to get out of the alley but then suddenly, darkness flooded my vision.
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The Bottles
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