Distorted

Chapter five, Into The Abyss.

Merit stumbled upon each crossed shoulders of each walker in the crowded city, carrying nothing but fear and madness. With each step a tear fell down nourishing her dry dusty cheeks and prayer was sung through her wounded red lips. Walkers wouldn't care less about a madly terrified child.

Merit pushed through the wooden door of Viribus hideout in struggle as her shaky hands felt powerless but her will pushed her through. "I-I am b-being chased!" Merit trembled as she gasped for breath holding her heart in pain. Looking around her, she found Andres standing in front of her in surprise as he held her bag on his back, he reached his hand for Merit to help her sit on a chair by the window.

"What's wrong?" He asked as she finally started to take control over her restless mind, the conflict inside her was unresolved but at such time only being calm could help her.

"There was a m-man! The one I told you about before, b-black suit and hats!" She said while looking back into his eyes confronting him, a silent scream echoed through her mind as she felt choking deep inside, "It can't be" she whispered to herself. To her surprise, not only the necklace she threw away re-appeared, but the strange events took a bizarre turn once Andres blue eyes turned green, his freckles lessened and his eyes looked much narrower, how in the world could ones face change features in a matter of hours?

The air around her was thin, her sweaty palms stained her gray dress, and she grew even more skeptic once she saw what an eye could ever believe. A reality glitch.

"I-N-nevermind, Thanks for the bag, Andres." Merit quivered as she decided to keep her thoughts this time for herself.

"It's almost midnight, you can't go now. Stay for tonight! We have a spare room!"

"I can't..I don't know that place anymore.."

"Merit, it's still the same! What happens beneath this workshop is nothing to be scared of! Besides, what were you blabbering about earlier?"

"It's nothing! Don't think of it!"

Merit hid her face away from Andres' strange eyes, wondering in which world she drifted in. So many questions floated in her head, the danger was imminent. The agent was bound to find her once again at any moment and he won't spare her life unless she tells him where Forger is, but it was already night and she knew she couldn't leave, and so, she accepted Andres' offer.

"There's it, this little room fits you!" Andres smiled as he led her inside a small room which had a different decoration than the rest of the reception.

It was a dark blue room with white strips on the cracked walls, a small bed was placed in the far right of the room beneath a half opened window where the white light leaked peacefully to cover half the bed in its whitish clarity, Merit tried to lower her violent breathing sound to divert Andres away from her panicking.

The room contained small teddies and toys, it belonged to a child as it seemed, Although Merit is familiar with the place, she never went inside any of these rooms as she was busy with Mr. Forger's work, helping him in the workshop with Ross. Eventually, she was all by herself, alone in the room facing the cold light leaking from each corner in the small room.

Merit rushed her tiresome body beneath the thin blanket on the small bed. Her bag deeply buried within her small arms, she sensed an irregular belonging inside of it, she twitched he head in an alerting move and opens her bag fetching for this item, her eyes look calmer now that she had her hands on what she had forgotten, Jackson's diary.