“So they have come…”
~in a cave~
“Are you sure we are supposed to come this way?” Tress asked uncertainly.
“Of course, I know,” I answered, “I did not throw twigs or anything. I merely followed the signs.”
“Please tell me it is normal for the demons to leave arrows and signs telling us which way to go,” Wumi muttered.
True, even now, I still could not believe that there were signs put there with big words that read “demons this way!” somehow, I hate to think about the mental state of these demons. Who in the right mind will tell people who wanted to kill them which way to go. And well, only people who were equally crazy would follow these signs. And the four of us were the crazy people.
I remembered just earlier…
“So where are the demons?” Wumi had asked those who had gathered outside his house.
“They said to go to the forest and you will know where to go,” the chief from the next village told us.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I mumbled.
Well, as soon as we reached the forest, we understood. The big and colorful signs were put in the middle of the paths leading into the forest.
Sometimes, I really hate to wonder the sanity of our group. I meant it. I really wondered. Maybe it was the fact that we all have our own quirks. We had met just less than a month and we seemed to be able to tease and laughed at each other without the fear of offending anyone. It was fun.
It had been a long time since I had such fun, I thought. How long had it been since I was really happy. I was happy but there was always this darkness in my heart.
Why me? That was what I always ask myself. Maybe I was trapped in my self-pity to understand the happiness I have.
“Look! There seemed to be some light in that direction!” Sala exclaimed excitedly, “maybe the demons are there!”
“I hate to say this again but stop being so excited at finding some demons!” Tress snapped.
Not that I could blame her but it was really strange that someone would get excited at finding demons. Really! Who in the world will want to find demons?
“Relax, Tress. That is Sala. She’s unique,” Wumi replied with a hint of exasperation.
“Yeah, I would think you are used to it since you know her the longest,” I agreed with Wumi. Really! Sala is unique.
“Yeah, try living with her for a year and see if you can take it,” Tress sighed, “then again, living with her for years and you would think I am immune to that already.”
“Hey! I am still here! Stop talking about me as if I am not here! I have you know that I,” Sala was cut off abruptly by a nudge from Tress.
“Stop talking and get going!” Tress hissed as she pushed the other girl slightly, muttering something under her breath which Sala just glared in reply.
I shared a look with Wumi. Both of us knew that the two of them were hiding secrets from us. We were curious but who were we to pry. I knew I hid things from them as well. So did Wumi. After all, my father is a merchant. I had been following him around looking at him deal with sly traders. I know a look of deception when I see one. And to tell the truth, they were not the best actor or actresses. Or maybe I am too good?
“So how long do we need to go?” I asked, breaking the silence.
“I don’t know but let’s hope it is not for long,” Wumi answered as he looked around.
It was dark and we were relying on the light that filtered in from the top. It was eerie, to say the least. What was scarier was the fact that there was a cave in the middle of a forest that looked dark and foggy. But since the arrows pointed to this way, we figured out that we had to come in.
I was leading followed by Sala and Tress and finally Wumi. It was obvious that we could not let Sala lead due her enthusiasm in finding the demons and her unique methods of finding the path to take. However, though we were traveling in a row, we could hear each other quite clearly and there were always echo whenever we said something.
“Well, how long do we have to continue? I want to get this over with,” I wondered aloud.
“Me too but I can’t say the same for Sala,” Tress sighed before she muttered, “And she’s supposed to an elegant and matured young lady.”
“Hey, I heard that! I am not that bad,” Sala protested, having heard Tress’s comment.
“Oh really?” Tress faked an innocent look, “enlighten me, please?”
However, before Sala could answer, there was a sudden drop in temperature. To my horror, I saw three statues in front of me that was otherwise known as my friends.
“No way! This can’t be happening,” I muttered in disbelief.
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