Zack's eyes were filled with excitement as he leaned forward, his voice animated. "So if Emma saw the place with the day and night, then we'll be able to find the entrance!"
"But... he said ["The entrance isn't anywhere, yet everywhere"]... just what are we trying to find?" Don asked.
"Let's return to the shelter. Something similar to the golden water.... did the same thing happen as at Goldy Pond?" Ray leaned in, his face thoughtful. "Let's go back to the shelter and research it some more. We might find a solution. Including to the riddle about 10km North and 10km towards the East."
Emma nodded, "Alright!"
'The next time I go there, I'll make a new promise. So we can all have a future. I need to hurry. It's been over three and a half months since the prison break. I have to return before time runs out. A year and a half. It must happen within the next year and a half.'
As they made their way back to the concealed shelter, their voices resonated in their beloved refuge.
"All clear. Nothing unusual!" Gillian reported.
"Nothing unusual! You're good to go out and hunt."
In this anomalistic realm, their existence endured, unmarked by the relentless march of time in the demon world. It had been one year and eight months since their audacious escape from the nightmarish Grace Field. They had not only managed to survive but also, through diligent toil, had expanded their cultivated fields, enabling them to take refuge indoors more often. This crafty maneuver had thwarted the Ratri Clan's assaults, a cunning defense that persisted in confounding their pursuers. Yet, their enigmatic supporters, cloaked in mystery, remained elusive, their silence a puzzling enigma.
Unyielding in their quest for the enigmatic Seven Walls, Emma's group had been tirelessly scouring the land for the temple she had glimpsed and the fabled golden water. The calendar now read July 2046, marking approximately four months since they embarked on their quest for Khavitidala.
"Check out the first shelf, second row from the top, the fifth and seventh books from the left. And in the fourth row, the tenth book from the left. On the second shelf, in the top row, the ninth and fifteenth books from the left. As well as the fourth shelf, third row from the top." Ray instructed.
"Yes!" Chris, Alicia, and Mark began to meticulously follow his directions, their diligence a stark contrast to the unease in the room, as other members unfamiliar with Grace Field watched with wide-eyed curiosity.
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Aonaran ⚜ A TPN Fanfiction
FanfictionAfter their successful prison escape, Ray, Emma, and the other Grace Field children above the age of five venture out into the new world that they know nothing about. ✦ What will they possibly encounter in this world ruled by demons - and demons alo...