A few weeks later...
I was running through the streets, running for life. But my legs weren’t accustomed to it and I tripped and stumbled. I fell over, scraped my hands and knees and yet I kept running.
They were after me, vile humans. They had guns in their hands. They wanted to capture me, to imprison me. They had suspected what I was.
They had approached me with an offer to act as a model for them. They had revealed that they knew my secret. I had tried to laugh off the thing but the men had threatened me with dire consequences.
I was breathless from the running and my legs and hands were bruised from the repeated falls. But there was no way I could surrender to them. I didn’t want to be an exhibit in a showcase. A pawn for them to earn money.
I would fight. If I got caught, it would mean danger for my entire community.
I just wanted to somehow bypass them and wind my way through the streets and jump into the sea. I wanted to just go back home and never ever return to the world of humans.
In my enjoyable days, I had forgotten how greedy humans are. They can do anything and everything for money.
In the merworld we all live in harmony, we work together, and enjoy the fruits of our labour together.
Those men were obviously faster and they were catching up with me.
Suddenly my legs fell into a pothole in the uneven road and I got misbalanced.
I tried to get up but to my horror, I could not move. A searing pain shot through my legs. The nerves and muscles were all strained and it stung.
Still I tried to rise but fell again.
“It sprained its leg. Good,” I heard one of them comment.
“Hey babe, there’s no way to run,” someone cackled.
Surprisingly the road was not empty. Cars passed by. But no one cared for the screams of a lone ‘girl’ being chased and assaulted by a group of men.
This is what humans are.Degradation of humanity had reached to such a level that no one cares for the fellow humans.
Tears came to my eyes as I looked back at my thoughts to be a human. I was wanting to be one of them? Those people who existed to oppress, to assault, to kill.
“You are coming with us,” someone caught my hands from the back. I struggled and screamed.
But someone pressed a cloth to my face and a sweet smell burned my nose. The smell brought with it a wave of confusion and the world seemed to whirl around me. Finally everything turned black.
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