Kapitel 4: Cursed or blessed?
It's all illusions; it's only in my head…. I kept convincing myself, whatever happened… I shall not step inside that room. But how can I help it? The sobs and whimpering got louder until they became cries and screams of suffering and agony. I took a deep breath and opened the door; at first sight I couldn't see anything but thick white smoke filling all over the room, once my vision got neat, I could finally find out what he was hiding behind this door: a dungeon….all sorts of torture supplies were there, most of them are old, rusty and tainted with blood; the walls, the floor, the ceiling and all the corners of the place….they've got a strong and pure smell of blood, old and fresh blood, in the middle of the room was a little girl chained up to a chair, crying and sobbing for her mother, for anyone's rescue, traumatized and hopeless. All over her tiny thin body, there were cuts, wounds, scars, gashes and fatal injuries; anyone would feel an extreme pity for her. "P-Please, don't hurt me…" she said with a shaking tone. I replied with a worried tone:"Keep it quiet before they hear you, I'll take you out of here alright? Then I will send you to the nearest hospital". The little just nodded her head in agreement as I began to untie her, then I carefully picked her up and exited from the back door that leads to the backyard. I only took few steps forward, and then a strange unfamiliar voice spoke right behind me: "Well well well, didn't Damien tell you to not sneak into these rooms? What a naughty maid you are". I just stood there, frozen and motionless as I drop the poor little girl. "So? Can't you speak? Or a cat got you tongue?" the anonymous man added; how is he expecting me to answer? He just caught me on tape…breaking Damien's order…I felt so guilty and sorry for what I did as soon as I commenced to tear up; he didn't took it no more, he turned me around from my shoulder to face me then gripped me from my neck, slightly chocking me. "Well, since you refuse to speak, I'll have to deal with you myself."
In only a blink of eye, I found myself in that room again, but I was all alone, and this time…I was the one who's chained up, not to a chair, instead I had iron shackles all around my wrists and has a thick chain attached to the wall. I just stared at the floor, not even trying to struggle or break free. Hours and hours went like centuries until someone finally opened the door, it was Damien…..For sure he would just yell at me…Torture me to death..... I knew then that my doom would be in his hands witch made me cry more, but quietly. "I guess I was clear enough when I said don't go into any of these rooms wasn't I? Are you deaf? What should I do with you now?" unexpectedly he didn't raise his voice on me, but his tone was quite terrifying. I dared not to answer; I just let my tears roll down my cheek, he then let out a deep sight, Damien knelt down to me and lift up my face, his hands are much colder and…..His appearance was the most spine-chilling: grey skin, ram horns, bat wings folded behind him, but his eyes were a pure pitch black, so cold, so dead, but for a second I've seen a brief white flash, it's like there's something or someone who's trying to escape, begging for a rescue. "I'm not going to hurt you, but I will not let you out this room yet, since you broke my rules you should be punished. I'll be back later to let you go, and any other wrong move, you won't see any mercy from me no more" he said keeping his calm, as he stood up and left. What just happened? The prince of hell….showed me mercy?! I thought I'd make my death wish…I was so lucky to escape; so from now on I should behave my actions. I just leant against the wall feeling a slight relief. From the room next to me, the screams of that little girl was clearly heard accompanied with some evil laughter….Sure Damien and that strange man were enjoying themselves torturing innocent and weak people.
Almost an hour later, someone opened the door, unexpectedly it was Antony! But….in his face sadness was consuming him, he too entered his true demon appearance: still has fair skin, one eye is blue while the other is green, two small horns but no wings instead he was all glitching; he sat right next to me. "Hey…are you okay? You haven't eaten since morning. Do….Do you need anything? I can go and get it for you." I remained my silence, not raising my head up; I didn't have the guts to answer but also… I couldn't help but to admire and appreciate Antony's sweetness and kindness, the thing is…why? Why is he the only one who looks for me whenever I'm in trouble, what is the reason? I need a straight answer. "Antony…why so concerned about me? Why do you care so much about me? I'm only a maid here…" I asked him. He kept quiet for a while, and then he replied "Well…I think you're so interesting and worthy, also… you were the only one I had in my mind."
-"Is that so? Is this why you keep looking out for me?" I asked as I slowly looked at him, I can tell that I made him feel uncomfortable, right before he spoke, we heard some footsteps outside. "I have to go, I wasn't supposed to be here, I just wanted to make sure that you're alright" He said as he gently planted a kiss on my cheek. His lips were so warm, his kiss was pure and gentle, and it felt like a warm drop of water absorbed on my skin, it had a strong smell of fresh coffee with a metallic hint. I blushed slightly as I looked away. Antony stood up, and waved at me before he left. Is he a blessing that rained upon me from God? Or there's some cursed daggers behind his warm smile? I lied on the freezing floor curling up to keep myself warm; outside the door there was some familiar voices, they seem to be arguing, however I just ignored them and closed my eyes, hoping for a brand new beginning, waiting tomorrow's sun to rise up.
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