The cold wind howls ferociously, biting on my exposed skin while I huddle Theo closer to me, shielding her from the harshness of winter.
Soon it will begin snowing, and when that happens, I don't know what to do.
We left the airport a long time ago, taking back our belongings as well as my glass dagger, which I was leaving behind in no way, we begin walking away, away from the scene of massacre, away from our one final chance at freedom now gone to waste.
We couldn't board the plane, for not only it was too late and we were in no shape, but because there was no use. Where ever we went, Louise would fine us, and that alone makes me feel hopeless.
So here we are, walking the empty streets with no real plan, no real destination, just trying to find a place to avoid the incoming storm.
Theo hasn't said a word ever since we left the airport, but I know I can't keep her in the dark anymore. She has seen too much. She needs to know. But the only question is, how will all of this sound to a mere five year old?
I want to find a plan to avoid Louise first, but my brain is drawing a blank. The only way is to kill him, but how can I do that on my own? How do I go to South Korea, get close enough to him without security, and end this nightmare once and for all.
It's hopeless. My inner voice says, but I shake my head. There are still ways.
I can wait for him to send his men again, and then go with them to get my so called ill fate, before executing my real plan.
Sounds farfetched, but it's worth a try.
Or, I can look for the green eyed hooded figure that saved me.
Come to think of it, who was he? Do I know him?
So far, I can't think of anyone. I have never had any male acquaintances for the last five years, steering clear of them ever since I learnt my lesson years ago.
So who could it be? Someone from my past? But all the male I know from then are all...dead.
Except Louise.
I sigh out loud, my breath coming out in wisps of fog. We walk on and on, looking at our surroundings and noticing just how much the place was vacant and almost...isolated.
Like no one lives here.
Don't they?
It is only then do I realize, that the street lights are buzzing frantically, making me come to a halt.
"Mommy?" Theo calls out, but my eyes are fixed on the streets light, which, after a series of blinking, finally goes out, bathing the two of us in complete darkness.
"Mommy?"
"What Theo?"
"There's someone standing there."
I look towards where Theo points, and sure enough, a figure stands there, right under a street lamp that is still lightened, so all I can see is the silhouette, but judging from the built, I know it's a man.
I gulp in a reflex, my eyes trained on the figure which does nothing but stare back at us, unmoving.
This feels...ominous.
"Turn around Theo."
"What?"
"Turn around, quickly, and start walking. Move! Hurry!"
"There's someone else behind us mommy."
What?
I swiftly turn around, staring at the buff figure of another silhouette, until another joins him, and another, and another, until they keep coming, filling in.
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The Mafia Twins (Sample)
Action"Choose. Choose what you want." "Like this is some ice-cream flavour to choose?" Agatha seethed, the gun in her hands that hung limply by her side. Gustav grinned like the psycho he was, finding excitement to see his own daughter quivering in fear...