The Everlasting Oasis

Chapter 11 - Helplessness

A sword. 

That's right. 

The figure stood in front of me had, in their right hand, a long sword. 

Due to the darkness of the room and the robes the person was covered in, it was impossible to make out their face. 

However, that was undeniably the murderer. If I hadn't have dodged that lunge, I would've been cut into two pieces. 

Just like Anna. 

Made into minced meat. Sliced up. Cut up. 

All that enters my head is the imagery of Anna's dead body. The pieces of meat laying around. The blood flown across the room. 

Am I... going to die here? 

Is this... 

the end? 

... 

Calm down. 

I can't let it end here. 

Slowly, I grab the knife out of my back pocket and grip it tightly. 

The figure looks down on me before striking down again. 

Letting out a fierce cry, I strike the knife back in defense however, there's no way a kitchen knife could compete with a sword. Under the strenuous pressure, the frail knife breaks into a million pieces. 

With my only form of defense taken away from me, I take a dash back and survey the area. I can't see much but, I can tell Elizabeth is hiding near the bed while Michael has just awoken and looks right at the figure, in shock. 

The figure looks over at Mike and then back at me. 

Strangely enough, it seemed as if their hands were shaking while wielding the sword. 

After looking around and pausing for a second, the figure turns their back to me. 

Before I can move or say anything, they make a haste to leave through the back balcony just as they entered. And just like that, they fled out of the room. I'm left bamboozled for a minute. 

"...Hey, what the hell was that? Are you guys alright?" 

I look over to Mike and Elizabeth. Though it was strange how desperate Elizabeth seemed, that's not of interest. What the hell was up with that cloaked figure? They could've killed me in another swing but left just like that. 

"Yeah... Was that... The murderer?" Mike adds, shaking. 

I make a run over to the balcony and look out but I can't spot them. 

Looking around, I decide to shout up a couple floors. "Hey! Alex! Are you awake! Alex! Hey!!" 

Eventually he comes out. "Since when were you this much of an early bird? For crying out loud..." 

"Nevermind that! Are you okay? Did you see that person?" 

Alex squints his eyes down in confusion. "Now just what are you talking about? Are you drunk?" 

"The murderer! They made a move. Well, if they didn't try to attack you guys then that's fine. Keep an eye out, Alex." 

Alex gets serious. "You serious? Alright Hudson, you can sleep; I'll check in with Team C and look around." 

I decide to heed Alex's word and leave it to him. This time I make sure all the doors are locked. 

But still, what the hell was that? They tried to cut me down twice, the second time breaking my knife and leaving me defenseless. They surely had enough time to kill everyone in our room but they left without a trace.