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chapter 3

Nife's POV:

     I was in a trance,it always starts like this,feeling disconnected from everything around me only acting as a spectator.

I appeared to be in the woods,with the forest bed wet from the dew I  could only guess it was early morning,it was still dark with the moon as the only source of illumination , wondering what this was ,about to wander off into another direction,then i heard the piercing scream it sounded like the sound of a child.
     I was quick to pick pace,running breathlessly to the source of the sound and then i reached  a shed or barn that looked abandoned void of any livestock ,moving speedily to the entrance I noticed that the door was newly reconstructed it looked relatively new compared to the old and worn out appearance of the barn,I  slipped in the door and the sight made her feel sick.
   
      A little girl of no more than 9 or 10 years laid on the cot ,it appeared to be clean and the bedsheet was very colorful and clean,but looking at the girl i could only weep in my heart,the child was shackled to the bed and in her mouth a white piece of cloth was stuffed inside to muffle her screams further,she was still struggling albeit  again her restraints,tears were streaming tiredly down her cheeks .
    
      To her left,I saw him he should be about 5"9,I  knew even without looking at his face that I  could not see anything about his face ,it was as if his face was blurred out ,I  tried to concentrate but  I knew it was pointless anyways, I  could not see his face not even his facial features but I noticed his hair cut very clean to the scalp but apart from that I  could see nothing,he wore a loose-fitted T-shirt with a worn out jeans but he had an air of sophistication about him that could only suggest he was rich or came from a rich background and he appeared lost in thought,sitting quietly just staring at the child on the bed.

As if on whim ,the child turned her face and looked right through where I  was ,it was as if she could see me and then she began to struggle anew ,shedding more heart-wretching sobs ,I tried to reach the child but I  could not move further ,the man who sat immobile was suddenly joisted awake from his thought by the child's excessive struggle ,he was getting tired of hearing her muffled screams which just seemed to increase further,he approached her angrily and he yanked the cloth from her mouth but was quick to cover her mouth with his hands,turning to get the chloroform solution beside the table,he partly released her lips and she screamed 'please help me,please please help me,I can see you,please do something ,plee....see" and quickly the man turned toward where the child was looking at ,expecting to see somebody,anybody but could not see anything ,thinking the child was delirious.
 
    I stood so still,sobbing quietly in my heart but I could not move ,I tried to move if just only to try to help the child but I could not ,this was my curse ,I could watch,I could feel but I could not rescue and it so happens that only the victim could see me,though I could not see her face either ,it was blurred too.
  And just as quickly he soaked the cloth and placed it against her nose,she struggled to breathe clean air,I could not watch again I could not continue to watch this agony knowing  I could not do anything to help and just at the last minute she slumped on the bed feeling drained and drowsy  and then I screamed.......