The unseen love

Chapter IV -> Being hunted

I woke up from the blaring sounds of my alarm clock. I felt terrible and at such times i was happy that I wasn't able to look in the mirror because i was convinced I wouldn't look good at all. While showering and eating breakfast I recalled the nightmare I had, pondering whether it could be a warning for me to be cautious or just a dream. Not wanting to upset myself even further I pushed the thoughts away and went to the campus. I went as late as possible so that i would go directly to the lecture minimizing the chances of encountering mike. Yeah this night has made me pretty paranoia not per se because the dream alone scared but because of the fact that i knew from experience he would be easily capable of doing such a thing.

When I walked to the campus I had a strange kind of feeling, it was as if somebody was watching me. I didn't gave it much attention thinking that it came from the nightmare I had last night. When I entered the auditorium hall I suddenly heard a familiar voice which sent a shiver along my spine but I could only hear some loose words, he should, kill, useless, musical genius, friends? It only made my more terrified as i sure thought they were talking about me I rushed to the opposite end of the auditorium and and myself down.

When the lecture ended I decides to take a taxi instead of walking. I wasn't feeling well and in addition I didn't want to take any risk today. But I had to wait several minutes before one came along, asking people passing by whether a taxi was standing in front of the campus as I stood there but couldn't see them. One of the teacher finally helped me out. But in the taxi an unpleasant surprise came along, the driver asked do you know sir that you are being followed at this moment by other, my breath hitched and my heart sank. Eh no sir i was not aware but somebody has been harassing me for several days, could you shake them off? I will give an extra percentage over the price as compensation. No problem sir even without extra pay, i could hear that he liked the chance of racing through the city
It was the beginning of a long street race through the city, the taxi driver described the people in the taxi behind and from what he told me i knew that it was bright who was behind this. We races through small streets, broad avenues, but we couldn't shake them off. They tried to block us but luckily failed, in the end my driver went over a railway crossing narrowly missing the coming train (freight -> long one) finally shaking them off as they had to wait.

I asked him to bring me to a different place instead of my home. They would search for me everywhere but there was one place i figured where they wouldn't look for me, the campus. So i returned and locked myself in the music hall of the university. I had once been given a key by the dean so that i could study my music pieces at the organ that stood there.
but this time I didn't play it. Instead i opened the case of the instrument went inside and closed it again. Nobody would find or search me here. I took out my books and started to read determining i would leave in 3 hours (4:30 PM). The silence gave me an opportunity to think, what could i do cause this couldn't go on like this. I could only see 3 outcomes, returning home, getting killed or suicide all three were undesirable. I sighed closed my books and decided to start tune the reeds so that i could practice my new piece the next day. Being around my instrument gave me some relaxation and in the end.
After I gad finished the tuning I decided to play a piece and go home.

3rd person pov comment

What Arthit didn't know nor saw while he was playing was the person standing in the door opening of the auditorium listening to this strange sort of music that he had never heard before.

Return to 1st person

After i played the pice sweat was dripping from my face, i was exhausted when checked the special hydrometer at the desk, the one I had adjusted to be readable for me, I chuckled, in 30 minutes it rose from 50 to 85 which isn't that strange in the cramped space from which i played the instrument.