“Hurry up, we don’t have much time.” Said Simoneon. “Gather your things, quick. This place is no longer safe.”
Long stood up, still felt confusing.
Simoneon rushed him:
“What are you waiting for?”
“Why?” asked Long “I’m not going anywhere unt…..”
A black arrow came through the window and struck the table, half a feet from where Long was putting his hand on.
“Great lor” Long said. Many more arrows started to fly in.
“Keep your head down! Is there any other way to get out of here?” asked Simoneon as he used his staff to fend off the arrows.
“This way.” Long said and started to move. Just then he started to notice the envelope on the table.
“What about the ring?”
“Take it and keep it hidden with you. Don’t use it or let anyone know you have it.”
Long quickly grabbed the envelope and put it in his pocket. He lead Simoneon out of the house to the back door.
When he stopped to check if the old witch’s still there, he felt the old many staff hit his shoulder.
“Run, you fool! Run. And don’t look back”
Long started to run as fast as he could to the forest. As he ran, Long asked Simoneon:
“Where are we going?”
“To the West.” Simoneon replied.
Long and Simoneon kept running toward the West.
The sound of the bowstring started to become clearer.
One arrow struck Long leg.
“Arggg…..”
“Come on, kid. Get up! I can’t carry you” Simoneon asked as he tried to drag Long with him.
Now they can hear footsteps getting closer.
Long leg began to numb. His head’s spinning.
FLASH!
He saw a man carry a baby running through the forest. The baby’s sleeping.
That man kept swinging his head as if he was being chase.
Long tried to get closer to see the man face.
FLASH!
He was in the forest again, being dragged by an old man with numerous of black creature that he can’t see clearly hot on their tail.
As the last piece of conscious left him, Long hear a small pop sound in his ear.
The wind suddenly ceased to exist; the snow under him became solid and kind of warm; the hand that dragged him suddenly released his shoulder.
And then he felt nothing.
Long stood up, still felt confusing.
Simoneon rushed him:
“What are you waiting for?”
“Why?” asked Long “I’m not going anywhere unt…..”
A black arrow came through the window and struck the table, half a feet from where Long was putting his hand on.
“Great lor” Long said. Many more arrows started to fly in.
“Keep your head down! Is there any other way to get out of here?” asked Simoneon as he used his staff to fend off the arrows.
“This way.” Long said and started to move. Just then he started to notice the envelope on the table.
“What about the ring?”
“Take it and keep it hidden with you. Don’t use it or let anyone know you have it.”
Long quickly grabbed the envelope and put it in his pocket. He lead Simoneon out of the house to the back door.
When he stopped to check if the old witch’s still there, he felt the old many staff hit his shoulder.
“Run, you fool! Run. And don’t look back”
Long started to run as fast as he could to the forest. As he ran, Long asked Simoneon:
“Where are we going?”
“To the West.” Simoneon replied.
Long and Simoneon kept running toward the West.
The sound of the bowstring started to become clearer.
One arrow struck Long leg.
“Arggg…..”
“Come on, kid. Get up! I can’t carry you” Simoneon asked as he tried to drag Long with him.
Now they can hear footsteps getting closer.
Long leg began to numb. His head’s spinning.
FLASH!
He saw a man carry a baby running through the forest. The baby’s sleeping.
That man kept swinging his head as if he was being chase.
Long tried to get closer to see the man face.
FLASH!
He was in the forest again, being dragged by an old man with numerous of black creature that he can’t see clearly hot on their tail.
As the last piece of conscious left him, Long hear a small pop sound in his ear.
The wind suddenly ceased to exist; the snow under him became solid and kind of warm; the hand that dragged him suddenly released his shoulder.
And then he felt nothing.