While the fake Esther took her place, the real Esther was had just woke up from her deep slumber. She looked around herself, seeing the darkness enveloping her, fear suddenly crawled under her skin in a way she wasn't prepared of. Esther tried to knock the place with her head and leg as she was placed inside a narrow box where she was in a sitting position.
The darkness was akin to a large bloodthirsty monster. The longer Esther stayed in the dark, her blue eyes turned wider in fear. She kicked the place by her leg but with it, her hands, and mouth bound, her attempt to let people know she was inside turned out to be futile.
On the back Esther's ears she could hear the faint laughter from her past memories.
'She seems to be good,' whispered one men, the other two men were pining her on the ground. Esther struggled to get out. She was still young, still fifteen. Her mother had turned out to be a human who marry a demon who inherited a faint bloodline of Satan.
