It was the River of Blood that kept the three awake. An intense crashing of new water coursing down the mountains after heavy rainfall. The smell of iron in the air, almost enough of a stench to make you choke again and again. The man and his two children lied there, unaware of where they were or how they had gotten there. The only idea they knew of came from a pocket watch that he had discovered on him. Engraved in its gold had the words "Se Yo Dem" a phrase which none of the three could relate to.
The Father got up from his resting spot and went for a walk in the woods. He took in the quietness as well as the subtle break of it. He would hear short whispers, words of familiarity, but also of a distant world. He looked to each tree, seeing if they were the causes of these brief noises. He would whisper back to them, "Se Yo Dem". He never got a response, but an interesting occurrence was to show itself on the 12th tree.
He whispered again, "Se Yo Dem". This time, two loud bangs came from inside the tree. The shaking caused all of its precious leaves to fall down one by one which prompted the man to notice the engraving on each leaf. "Al Ur Ons", was etched on every single one that fell from the top, but when the leaves hit the bottom, the message would disappear. This confused the Man for he didn't understand why the words would disappear.
He left the woods to go back to his children, which he left resting by the river. But when he came, there was no site of them. He searched and searched but could never locate a trail for either of them. He sat there crying, not knowing why. How could he break down like this, he wanted all of this, this is what he planned, but he still had other feelings.
He looks to the watch and opens it up. Inside it were two hands about to reach twelve. The man's heart raced and he quickly threw the watch and started to run. He knew he shouldn't have done it, they didn't deserve a decision that they couldn't make.
He kept running as fast as he could, passing by the tree which had its last leaf plucked from its branches. He had stopped, standing still in place, not able to move a muscle. Two shadows appeared from the nothingness, grabbing the man by the legs and dragging him back to that spot. He tried to escape and break free, but his resistance proved to be futile. "You were supposed to take us there", they both whispered to the man, whose eyes lit up with acknowledgment.
They had finally made it to the river where the darkness started to devour him. Slowly he would inch closer and closer to the surface under the surface, hoping this was not it for him. But after realizing what he had done, he accepted his fate and let the two achieve what they wanted. After one good last look of the world, he was plunged deep within the darkness never to come up again. The clock had struck twelve.
