~| Location: Gates to under the mountain|~
The heads turning was no surprise considering what happened made the reality of escape that much more important. Vaeâs head slowly turned back and forth, instantly noting that there looked to be a child giggling on the railing of the bridge, as her fist clenched. His eyes glued to the display as if this was a high grade fighting match. Forward they walked as a sense of curiosity filled the young woman while they walked past a set of doors. The picture of a dragon left a lingering of dark aura around the door. The picture of roses leaving a slight innocent touch which surrounded the figure. The only thing that screamed passing point for was the black armors that littered the bridge.
The rush of darkness caught the native american off guard. The thickness of the forced setting to linger and vanish almost instantly.
âWhere⌠did she go?â The guy said as he seemed to begin moving. Instantly Vae grasped the personâs arm roughly.
â You canât help her.â âDo you know what happened?â Noah asked.
With the woman gone, his figure turned and studied her for answers. She seemed not bothered by the events transpiring. He didnât understand why she decided to stop him. They were nothing but strangers here. In fact, the most interactions they had occurred when they entered the mountain.
âIâm pretty sure our shepherd doesnât expect any of us to make it to our destination alive. If you havenât noticed⌠weâre gradually dropping like flies.â âI doubt sheâs been harmed. Considering that my spirit animal is staring me right in the face Iâm thinking perhaps some sort of magic was used. It would make sense if it was a type of teleportation considering where we are. Amazing. They can create anything here. Using illusions in order to keep your interest but violent enough to make you scared just like back home. Wonder if theyâve noticed that Iâm gone. Perhaps they think theyâve gotten their wishes. Correction. Iâm married to him.â She mumbled.
âPiece of advice. Talking to yourself in the middle of a conversation makes you seem crazy." Noah pointed out with a frown.
His arms crossed in front of his chest, his body cocked to the side. He seemed to be waiting to hear her answer. Deep in his mind, he wondered if everyone here had some sort of issue. First, the woman that spoke only Spanish turned around and wandered off in a place filled with death. Now this woman flipped from having a normal conversation to speaking to herself in the middle of it.
Noah started to empathize with Alice in Wonderland when she spoke to the hatter.
âDid I flip mid sentence?â The girl asked quietly was she undid the button on her sleeve. Slowly she pulled the object up revealing nothing but remainders of cut marks, some cigaret burns, and a few other scarred up wounds which were clearly inflicted by someone.
âIâll try to keep this in mind.âNoah stepped back and warily eyed the scars. The sight wasnât new to him. Many school kids, especially those in the slums, bore signs they were survivors. He wasnât sure if she was trying to prove how nuts she was or she merely did it subconsciously. Either way, it was clear she had been abused.
Pushing his discomfort aside with a breath, Noah averted his eyes. The sight drew an internal flinch reaction.
âSorry for flipping things on you. Perhaps itâs best to keep my mouth shut for a while. UmmâŚ. This is rather strange since on one has told me to go to hell or die. Human interaction is something I very much lack in. So...hmmmâŚ. The reason I stopped you was because the event happened too quickly. My guess is that something grabbed her and if you would have tried to save her you would have been harmed. The way you save the one girl, younger than yourself that is, might be due to having siblings yourself. Ones that loved you. Meaning you shouldnât risk getting harmed by others. Since it might be best to say unharmed and such. I think that makes senseâŚ.I donât know anymore.â âYouâre right about having a sibling. Though Iâm starting to wonder when or if Iâll see him again. Right now, personally Iâm not the type of guy to say go to hell to a lady.â Noahâs tone held discomfort about being forced to admit he had had a brother.
Mostly because he feared the bargain would come undone. His teeth gritted in silent tension as he swallowed it, releasing him from its grip. Noah exhaled, his eyes drifted to the front. The scene seemed to have died down somewhat as soon as the woman was spirited away.
âThanks, I appreciate the concern.â âNo problem. I think itâs nice having someone love you back home.â She mumbled as she started walking in front of Noah again.
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