Demon Love

The Maze

Chapter 17: The Maze

I fall to my knees shaking, looking at the mess of blood splatters against the white wall, Sammy lying on the ground in a pool of his own blood and Kouro against the wall with a sword through him, blood running to the ground below and he is holding the black cloth in his right hand, tightened with the will to never let go of that little cloth, even in death.

I scrunch myself into a little ball and start screaming to myself to see if it is a bad dream, but nothing seem to be working.

I stand up all wobbly and unbalanced and walk over to Kouro stuck to the wall to see if he is really dead....he is.

I tumble to my knees and crawl over to Sammy, it looked as if he was attacked by an animal.

A growling came from the corner of the room where the door is. I stand quickly to protect, I take a glance with my tear filled face and see a black wolf the size of a tiger dripping with blood and a lady with a black tinted dark blue cloak, with a hooded face she is also in the sin of blood.

I don't know what to do.

This is too much for me.

The lady lifts a staff in her right hand with a purple stone on the top, she points it at me then magic shaped as a big long needle pierces my chest and I fall to the ground and close my eyes for good.

Black, darkness is all around a cold touch turns to warmth, a light shows its self in the middle of the dark.

I reach out my hand to touch it and a room opens out around me with stairs going down.

I stand and notice I'm wearing a plane white dress so subtle as the thin but wide straps sit on my shoulders, I stumble forwards to some stairs and stare downwards of what it looked like a endless floor of crooked pieces of wood.

As I turn around I face two ghostly figures as white as the room, one looked like Bella and the other looked like Mike, they take one step forward and shove me over the edge of the top of the endless stairs.

I fall in slow motion watching the ghostly figures disappear, just before I hit the stairs it's black again.

The light opens around me once more and I'm lying in a park with green grass, I sit up and see my Father and I,

as a little girl playing, being swung around having fun in his muscle tense arms.

I lay back down and close my eyes, a big breeze goes past full of ice and gloom. My eyes open again and the once beautiful green field now a frozen ice realm, where only cold death lies.

The little girl stands in the snowy weather while her father tries to shelter her then gets up and carries her off into the forest where wolves are waiting for the main course.

My legs take me away by running into the forest with the white ghost gums standing tall and lean while sound of wild dogs driving closer.

I keep running, and see a cliff made of the blue ice and stone, but my legs aren't stopping until I give that one last step over the edge.