Chapter Four// Calm Down Alessandra

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I Heard the muffled voices of Screaming and crackling fire.
I felt the cold ground beneath me as the sound of fire and screaming got clearer and clearer.

The smell of smoke and burning incense filled my nose as I slowly fluttered my eyes open. Stars and dark spots clogged my vision.

Despite the blurriness of my eyesight I gradually got up from my hands. I felt a pain ping to my head I wince and closed my eyes again.

I stumbled to my feet and my hand immediately went to my chest and I started wheezing as Unbearable pain shot through me.

It felt like I was being stabbed over and over. Like my lungs felt like they were collapsing—My Airway was closing up.

I slowly angled my head down at my chest where my motion blurred Hand sat and was covered in blood. I started to panic. My chest started rising rapidly. The smell of incense and screaming started to become unbearable.

I felt a hand gently be placed upon my right shoulder "Calm Down Alessandra" a deep voice said. Familiar.

I Jolt at the feeling of the hand on me and turn to look behind me. There stood a Eight Foot tall light red skinned man. Horns bulging from his skull and long sharp pointy teeth and blazing Red eyes. His skin looked as if it was made from soft leather or some shiny material. He had angry looking eyebrows despite that fact his facial expressions didn't look angry.

He had scars along his throat. And some on his face. Even deep burns I managed to see. 

The terrifying man smiled at me Genuinely and asked "Do you know where you are Daughter?" His voice blurred out into a deep nothing like a creepy sound effect.

The pain in my chest and my head because absolutely intolerable at that moment I wanted to scream.

"Who Are You?" I questioned in my own head. My voice coarse and sore.

I felt My eyes close as the world around me spun in a circle like tornado.

I felt my body collide with the cold ground once again and My head smacked against the floor.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐦 𝐈? I asked.

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒎 𝑰? I asked again.

𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝑰 𝒂𝒎. I said.

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