Experiment of Madness

47-Buried Hope-Dag

I sit there, my head throbbing from the pain. I raise my hand to touch the wound, wincing as my fingers make contact.
My gaze fixes on Melissa, and I see Sasha handing her a bottle of water with a smile, as if everything is fine.

The girl, now dressed in different clothes that don't belong to Aerra, approaches us.

As the girl finally turns to face me, my eyes lock with hers. Her gaze is steady, her expression guarded. However, I'm not satisfied with her silence, and my voice grows firmer. "Why were you in Aerra's place? Where's Emilia and Link? Speak." I demand.

Frustration and desperation well up inside me as the girl continues to stare at me with her mouth agape, unwilling or unable to give me the answers I so desperately need. I can feel my temper rising, my patience wearing thin as I wait for her to speak up.

My patience snaps, and I can't bear the silence any longer. "Speak!" I demand, my voice sharp and loud, the anger and impatience seeping through. "I need answers, now!"

The girl shakes her head, her voice tinged with a hint of denial. "I don't know," she insists, her words leaving me frustrated and exasperated.

Gunnar intervenes, his voice calm and steady. "She said she was kidnapped while she was visiting her grandmother's grave. They put Aerra's clothes on her, and she doesn't know anything more."

My frustration and desperation boil over, and I lash out, my voice a mix of anger and grief. "So no one knows where Aerra is?!!!" I raise my voice, the despair and anguish pouring out of me, fueled by my desperation to find her, to bring her back safely.

Hus words leave me feeling lost and helpless. "I don't know..."he murmurs, his voice filled with uncertainty, fueling my anxiety even further.

I glance at Melissa, my eyes narrowing with a mix of anger and accusation. She jumps in surprise at my sudden movement, fear written all over her face. My body tenses, my eyes locking with hers, demanding answers.

I can feel Fane's caution as he calls out my name, but I ignore him. I stop in front of Melissa, my gaze fixed on her, demanding answers, my emotions boiling over.

My words are sharp and cold, aimed directly at Melissa. "Your husband didn't bring Aerra. Where's Philip?" I demand, my voice steady despite the inner turmoil threatening to consume me.

Melissa's response is simple yet infuriating, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know..."she murmurs, her words hanging in the air, only adding fuel to the fire.

The disbelief and frustration in my voice are evident as I repeat the word. "What?!" My fist clenches, the tension in my body is almost palpable. I need answers, and her admission doesn't do anything to quell the raging storm within me.

Melissa's words hang in the air, her dismissive tone adding insult to injury, making my blood boil. "I don't know.Leave me alone..."she says.

Fane and Gunnar intervene, blocking my path, a physical barrier between me and Melissa. Their words cut through the tension, their voices calm yet stern. "Dag, leave the girl alone! What is her fault?!"

My voice cracks as I yell at Melissa, my emotions slipping out despite my efforts to contain them. "Don't make me lose it!" The desperation and anger

"Dag!Wait!"

My voice cracks as I yell at Melissa, my emotions slipping out despite my efforts to contain them. "Don't make me lose it!" The desperation and anger in my voice are evident, the intensity in my eyes conveying the depth of my frustration and helplessness.

Melissa flinches as my words hang in the air, the weight of the threat behind them palpable.

"You know !You all know!"
Fane and Gunnar are still physically holding me back, preventing me from advancing. My frustration and desperation consume me, my struggle against their grip futile.