Hamartia

Chapter Sixteen: In Troy We Trust

Song: Vaina Loca - Ozuna 

Recap:

What was she experiencing?

A bloody fist stuck out through the door protruding like a spike, and as each finger uncurled, her brother's once beating heart dropped out of it and onto the ground.

She nearly threw up on her brothers body.

She retreated towards the one exit. The window.

Her only thought was survival, so she ran to the window and forced it open.

As she was doing so, the door was being pushed open by the man who had just murdered her brother. So she panicked inside her mind, and stole one final glance at her brother.

"Sorry, Kai." She felt tears prick the back of her eyes as she swung a leg out of the window, swinging her other leg out, she pushed herself out of the window landing on the gravelly roof of the next building. As she ran, she felt the eyes of a killer on the back of her head.

As she ran, she tried so hard not to cry. 

Chapter Sixteen: In Troy We Trust

Elyssa was tired of running; sweat ran down her face and burned her eyes so that she couldn't see. She was being dragged by her brother as they reached a dimly lit street, which she recognised, and worried that they were just going around in circles until Hector started slowing down. She wondered if he knew where they were going, but by the look of the buildings she could tell that there was a high possibility that Desdemona lived somewhere around there.

Elyssa was normally judgmental. She earned enough money to give herself everything she wanted and more, but the poorer end of the world, like the area that they were walking through, clearly didn't have much money. She understood that by Desdemona's clothes alone, she mustn't have had money to buy new clothes since they looked old and worn.

But, Elyssa herself never had that kind of problem. 

Hector held her hand tighter as he walked up the drive of an old worn down house. Some of the roof tiles were missing and one of the windows was broken, covered with a piece of tarp because who lived there clearly couldn't afford to get it fixed. There were no lights on in the house, but Hector seemed adamant that it was the right one. Hector was always adamant about things that weren't always necessarily right.

"Are you sure about this?" Elyssa said monotone, her voice empty of emotion, like usual. She didn't get nervous anymore, and certainly the only thing that would make her nervous would be if there wasn't a house to cautiously enter, but a cardboard box in some dark homeless part of the city. However, there was a house despite Elyssa knowing that it did not look even remotely like it would stand under the weight of more than five people. 

"Yes. I'm a hundred percent sure. You know I'm always right." Hector spoke determinedly and half-dragged his sister behind him as he walked up to the porch to knock on the door. As the porch light turned on, a speaker by the door made some muffled groans. 

Hector knocked on the door again, and the speaker's voice became clearer. "Password, please." 

"Dish." Hector waited patiently for the door to unlock, whilst Elyssa furrowed her eyebrows, as something in the back of her head whispered 'wrong'.

"That is incorrect. You have two more tries before we gut you like the intruding thief you are." The voice was robotic, and sounded like the type of generic artificial intelligence voice that her fridge used. 

"No, you're incorrect. I know that the password is dish. You can't con me out of my desperation. I know that you're lying to me, I'm always right, I make no mistakes. My name is Hector Quincy and I demand that this door opens at once!" Hector made a fist and struck the door with it. A dent began to appear.