The Soldier Of Sins | ✓

[19] The Night is Cruel-VI

It all happened so in the rush that Samara couldn't understand what to herself do in such situation. Hearing about all the ten soldiers of the Prince's tale had gotten out and we're loose, the villagers had gotten terrified. Even the parents of those soldiers, their families couldn't believe it. Every one was traumatized.

Violet being alerted on the moment too started running towards the big doors of the hall, where everyone else was running away ignoring the Prince's orders who was telling them not to panic and stay together. Both the girls knew that by doing this, the crowd was giving the beast a greater chance of capturing any of his victim tonight.

"Samara, we have to go. Come on," yelled Violet while pulling on her arm but Samara protested.

"No. Samuel is still out and so is Nathaniel. I can't," she shook her head while looking wide-eyed at her.

Violet stared at her worriedly while looking around. The crowd was getting away, turning to the corridor which would lead them to the staircase to get down and run for their carriages parked out away in the grounds.

"Rodwin and Logan care for your brother. Davis too was concerned for Nathaniel. He is Lord Commandant's Son, Samara. Besides, because of the crowd, our parents have lost." She shakily looked around through the people who too were confused like them.

"I am scared to even being away from my father in such moment. Let us get away from here, Samara. Men will be taken care of, later."

Suddenly, a loud growl came by from so near to them. Samara screamed so hard along with Violet who started running towards the corridor and this time Samara too was contributing.

"He is somewhere here," screamed Violet whose face had turned red. She screamed again at seeing nothing but darkness in the corridor. "No torch," she whimpered.

Samara was terrified to the core when she heard muffled screams from the people all around. But slowly, it all was turning silent when they started running right in the middle so they want bump into anything.

"S-Samara," stuttered Violet. "We cannot die by the beast. Please."

Samara shuddered while hugging her friend from the side when they finally realized how silent it had became in the dark corridor and all the muffled screams were now far gone.

"Are we at some restricted area? Is there not the way where the crowd was running to?" whispered Samara while feeling chills running down her spine.

"I don't know," whimpered Violet. "When I heard that growl, I didn't think of that direction at all."

Samara gasped and both their hearts were jumped up to their throats as they gulped repeatedly. But just as they heard loud cranking of iron door hitting something else, both of them gasped loudly.

Violet whimpered while running blindly along Samara. Samara even looked back to see but nothing was visible in the darkness. Only harsh chilly wind was coming through, giving the deadly feel to the environment as if it was ready to freeze and dry the victim's blood, tonight.

Violet stopped all of a sudden and breathed harshly. "Stop. I can't," she kept holding her hand tightly.

Samara gulped while looking back. She twitched her lips and waited for Violet to catch her breaths while she stepped ahead slowly.

Her hand reached out for the railing and when she focused downwards on the floor, she could see yellowish light coloring the wall.

"We found the staircase." She exclaimed.

Violet choked, "What?" They both looked at the wall and Samara nodded. The girls started stepping down at each step, carefully while holding their skirts too.