One Mystery One Life

Chapter # 69 Acona matana

The forest is on fire. It feels like my ribs will break with the pressure of my heart beat. I have to finish the photos fast. Who care if I don't capture the page properly? I started tripping through the pages and I was done in almost half an hour. I took the photo album with me, the ones with the pictures in it, the pictures of Spence and I and the parents of Alex and all.

Through this journey I also found pictures of Alex in this year. I wonder why they are here. The only guess I could take is that all the records are collected here by the boss or his people. He must have kept everything here. I also found a few more pendants and necklaces. I kept them. They seem to be amazing. Belonging to someone. I should get out of here soon.

When I was finished I opened the hatchet again and looked down. I am getting dizzy by this much of height. I felt crazed yet climbed down for even one second it did not occur to me that Spencer would be standing down there. But I still climbed down. I have to get down before any of them or the fire reaches me.

My eyes were now filling with sleep and I was starting to lose control over my body. Too much with tiredness, eh. My hands still griped over the firm yet lose planks. I wish there was another way to get down.

As soon as my feet touched the grass I sighed in relief. I have to go to Alex and see if Spencer's body is still there. I walked around and rubbed my eyes. I have to engulf the coffee beans right now. We use this as a pill to stay awake often. Crushed or solid in shape. This time I had them crushed and I do remember having water. I put them in my mouth and swallowed them in with the liquid. It is easier this way. They can be used especially after you are put to sleep.

As I thought. Spencer is no longer here. I turned around too late to realize that I stepped into a trap. A rope wrapped around my leg and dragged me into the air. I sighed at my stupidity. I sighed as the blood from my body weighed into my head. Gosh! I couldn't feel better. I reached my knife and tried to cut it off. I have to keep my gun with me, I thought and took it out holding it in my hands. I can still function fairly well. I hugged my legs with an arm and cut the rope with another. He doesn't seem to be around.

I sat up and look around for his signs. Stupid run away. Why are you looking for the predator? The thought came in my mind and I ran further away trying to get out of the forest. But I knew the exit is not close and I have to cross heavens to get back there. This will be the first mission on which I act with such stupidity. I am not even to the trees yet. It's going to be a long time. I thought I died there.

I realized that I was not being careful when I fell into a pit. Too late to realize isn't it. I laid in the pit for a little while. My body refuses to act on my command. But still I forced it to get up on my ass. I reached the sides of the pit and tried to climb it. I can't.

"I didn't really want to believe my eyes" I heard Spencer say. I turned around and stared at him standing with his arms folded to his chest. This encounter is going to be bad. Did I mention that my mind does not function well sometimes in these types of situations. I mean I don't know how to cause that emotional arousal or whatever they call it. You know when you blackmail a person.

"It hurts to see that my own beloved is the person I hate." He spoke and I tried to do something with my eyes. I can't do anything. Gosh! I need to convince him of something but my brain.

"Spencer I-" I tried to speak but he cut me.

"Say nothing. You have done enough." He says and brings out his gun which reminds me where is mine. "Do you have anything to say?"

"The boss was a-" I was going to say but that smarty pants is too smart for his own good. I hope you notice the sarcasm. "I don't want to know. Thus, you are the sister of that betrayer. Patrick." I sighed on his mention. I have to think of something. I still do have the knife. I am not a skilled knife thrower and I regret skipping the classes.

He points his guns at me and speaks.

"Before you get the taste of your own medicine. Any last wishes."

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I know that the name of the chapter has no relation with it. Thus the author sings : Acona Matana there's no worries. Since this book is... Acoamataa.. I am a crazy person