Chapter Eighteen

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Roled up

Levi POV

Imagine a human godzilla with no flesh as if the caveman's were scrunching tons of it's layered skin.
Also imagine it being funeraled by an old priest.
Yeah I could describe them with that.

It was pretty massive with yellowish shade on it's bone.
They are scratches on it like it is being slashed by katana.

It's not another discovery of  irregular dinosaur bones.
It is really shaped like a human...a modern human.
We all know that cave man has small brains and crouched spinal cord.
I mean it depends on the kind.
But I will tell you it is like a modern human skeletal system.

It is still attached and it is kept on a box, full of ancient drawing (not Egyptian or Greek).

A group of investigators concluded it as an cursed object maybe because of it's creepy curvings and lines.
Not to blame them, but it is more than a curse.
I could feel it but I wonder why?

A sound of troubling and panicked voices merged from my ears.
Running steps echoed the floor while the objects around were shaking.

I freaked out and forced myself to cover my ears trying not to hear the weird sounds.
Closed my eyes after I felt the power from the bizarre box.
Spikes of ice jutted from the box.

Netizens were glaring at me as if I was being posessed by any of some human silhouttes.
The fact that I was acting strange, military doctors were asking about some thing.
However, I couldn't hear them, only the unescapable urge of panic I have.

A girl screamed my name while holding my stiffed shoulders.
"Levi, wake up!"

After I heard Hanji's shaky voice.
My eye's sockets were pulled by the force while my blood circulate again the system.

I sat forward with a deep breath smelling the freshness of air.
Somehow I've breathed again.

Hanji's eyes were full of concern and relief,
"You look like you're sentenced to death by a box."

I further adjust my eyes on her.
She is mine...tch.

"Don't worry about me."
My arms carried my back and look at her more.
We have a silent contact.

And it somehow go like this:

"That box is familiar."

"Yeah, kind of related to our dreams."
She agreed.

She stood up because she was on a one-kneeling position a while ago.
And reached her arms.

I gladly accept this.

Erwin was jealous.
I could tell even though he was pulling a disgust face to the box.
(Meant, that he was trying not to see me and Hanji together.)
Grisha felt good and he look like he was filled with the power of hunted screaming voices and running noise.
Which is odd because I felt terrible even if I'm out of it.

"That box is dear!
Maybe I should bring it to the palace."

Everything got shocked and gasp filled the air.

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