6 - Interrogation - Dan's POV

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The translator stood in silence as the chief yelled at him in frustration. When he eventually spoke it came out more of a murmur. But by the look of the chief's face he understood.

"He would like to know if that is all you have to say or whether you do or don't know who killed Dr Hurita?", he said quietly.

My sister then replied with great certainty, "The chiefs second got rid of him."

Jynx winced in pain and I looked over at her with worry. The gruff voice of the chief broke my concentration as his voice rose at the translator who was now cowering before him. Better him than us.

My eyes fell to the floor which was obviously not well cared for and thought again of my dream. It consisted of only one moment; the man from before plunging a knife into the chief's body.

I had always just accepted my premonitions but now it was strange. I have never dreamt of anyone's future except my own.

I didn't have much time to think on it more seeing as the chief had stopped yelling at the translator. Just maybe I dreamt of this because it's part of my future, of course even that would be a little strange for my dreams though it is a more probable reason.

"If that is all the court will be adjourned." My head shot up, that's it? "You will be returned to your cell until further notice." Cell? A groan came from my sister. I guess she really doesn't want to be in a cell; understandable.

As we were being moved from the room to the cell a young man approached roughly my own age with another who wore a large hood sort of like a grimm reapers which prevented you from seeing any part of them. This made it impossible to tell anything about them apart from height and width. Unless of course they were wearing stilts and padding.

The first spoke to our guards and argued for a time until at last something seemed to happen. The guards tied our hands tightly behind our backs attached ropes and handed them to the dark hooded figure who reached out with a hand covered in a black leather glove and nodded once.

Who exactly were these people? They must be important if the guards were willing to hand us over. I'm not sure that's a good thing.

We were lead down the a few hallways before entering a room. The room was empty apart from a stack of chairs and a chalk board. I looked around wondering what exactly we were in here for. I very much hope this isn't where they're going to kill us. Though I guess we'd be quite easily found here. The cloaked figure moved around a lot before producing two cloaks (which at first I had thought to be a knife) from beneath their own. One was handed to each of us and we were instructed with a series of hand gestures and facial expressions (that looked as if they thought we were children) to place the cloaks around our bodies and raise the hoods.

By this point I was utterly confused. Where could we possibly be going that would require us to wear these heavy outfits and what need would they have of covering us.

After entering into fresh air we walked down street after street. Each person we passed seemed to be stricken with fear, but seemingly not enough to have them running. Most only glimpsed us before looking at their feet or standing frozen with wide eyes.

We walked for close to 20 minutes before we stopped at a large tree just inside the forest about 500m from what I would call a village or small town. The cloaked figure knocked hard on the trunk of the tree twice then opened an unseen door in the tree and gestured for the spokesman (for he was the only we had yet heard speak) to enter. The cloaked figure then released our bonds and gestured for us to follow.

I looked at the ominous doorway with a feeling that I could only describe as fear. However, knowing my sister was probably terrified I looked at her, smiled then walked into the tree. Lucky I had been cautious because as I went to step in I soon found a gapping hole beneath me. It was unbelievably dark in the tree trunk considering the door was open right behind me, I would assume that was because it was not very bright out there with all the trees covering the sun. When I reached out for the other side of the trunk I felt a ladder. Immediately I hopped onto it unsure of what to do next; the ladder went both up and down.

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