The Cave to Kingdom Merobolis ✔

14. THE SHADOW OF A THIEF

Playing the above music might not agree with most of you as it is quite creepy...
But it will let you immerse into the story...

I had woken up by the fairies pulling my hair for some reason. I waved my hand at the annoy fairies saying 'Two more minutes...'.

But they weren't waking me up as an alarm. Something was off. They were frantically trying to wake me up. I got up groggily and squinted throught the dark room.

'Its midnight you tiny freaks' I said trying to adjust my eyes to the dark. Suddenly two fairies jumped to my lips and covered it. Their tiny hands covered just a fraction of my lower lips. As I tried to understand why they were trembling and trying to hide behind my blankets. I saw it immediately. A shadow of a figure trying to open the door.

I silently laid to the bed and watched with one eye open slightly. The poor fairies, scared to death, were hiding inside my slightly fisted palm and behind my hair. I myself was in a state to shit my night gown. I was as silent as possible.

It was really dark. I could barely make out the silhouette of the figure. It was someone of tall, lean posture. I could her the rustles of somewhat thick and thin fabrics. I heard the person making uneven breathing noices, which were making mine stop at times.

He went to my bedside cabinet and opened the drawers and searched for something. I wasn't able to see what he was searching. But I realised that he failed to find what he wanted because I heard him let out a sigh of frustration and anger slowly. I clenched my teeth to stop myself from doing anything stupid unexpectedly.

I closed my eyes for a few seconds because they were getting tired. But when I opened them, I saw him standing near my bed, looking down on me.

I tried my best not jump. The stress I had made my finger twitch for a millisecond. I lowered my brows to make it obvious I was sleeping. I felt a rough hand on my forehead. He caressed my hair. And slowly removed my blankets from me. I shivered. Not from the cold. From the fear of what he might do. The fairies were all hiding at the back of my hair and under the mattress.

'Lovely child...' I heard him say slowly.

I wanted to run from there immediately. It might catch him off guard but I don't want to take any risks. I laid down motionless, sure sweating.

The man murmured something by keeping something long in front of his chest. And I suddenly saw it glow. It was a green glow coming from the big crystal. It was some kind of rod. He swept the thing above me. I pressed my eyes close. Occasionally peeping, I saw him searching me with his rod. What is he looking for...?

Then I saw him twitch and groan like a dog in heat..
I was getting horrified by each passing minute...

He moved from the bed and sat on the floor and he was hidden from my sight. I heard him groan. Twitching in pain.

I moved to the side of the bed slowly. I saw him, hands on his head. His hair growing out slowly. "Gah...." he cried inaudible. I made out his thin ghostly pale hands in the moonlight. But they were growing longer and paler...

He twitched suddenly and pulled his head looking at me.

I went rigid from fright and pressed my eyes shut immediately.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw him...standing on his feet, looking at me. It was not clear because the moonlight illuminated to his legs. He was standing so still. I'm sure just staring at me. Did he realise I was awake...?

I closed my eyes slowly...

After a long silent while... I opened them to fraction and my heart leaped a million miles... The man was so close to my face and I saw his unholy red eyes.... I was so amazed at how still I was...

I did not dare move a muscle. My eyes still opened very slightly. He himself made no movement. Just stared at me with those glassy blazing eyes.

I saw his hair growing longer and I made out the colour to be red. God knows if it was blood or a natural colour. I suppressed my intensifying urge to puke at his rotting smell.

The light shine shone from the window to the bed, where I was pretending to sleep while this horrid man stood staring at me. The light was coming closer.... I don't actually think I want to see his face...

I was getting very scared by the minute.... The fairies must have passed out.

The light finally shone to us. And I very reluctantly and discreetly looked upon his face...

Horrible. Frightening. Inhuman. None of these words described his face properly.

One look at his face and I immediately shut my eyes. I did not have the courage or power to look at him another second... His face was pasted to mind. I'm never going to sleep ever again...

His face all deformed in a very complicated and horrid way. It seems as if someone had been stabbing his face, it was all bloody and rotten. His eyes surely red and like slits. A huge piece of his nose was missing. No facial hair and yes very pale. His hair was red and matted to his forehead. I remained silent when curiosity got the best of me...

The horrid smell had subsided from my face. There wasn't any noice. No shivering of the fairies behind my hair. No nothing.

I opened my eyes again. He wasn't there. Not near my face or not near me...or so I thought...

I suddenly felt someone pull my hair from behind so roughly I thought my whole head would come off. I tried to yell but he, using his side of the hand, hit my throat. I coughed in pain.

He then held my throat. He was choking me... I'm sure I had lost my conscious...

Because everything I remember in the morning was not something I had witnessed in the night...

I truly wish I hadn't witnessed any of these...