A week has passed since Kongane was captured. True to their words the hunters took good care of Kongane. They well feed him three times a day and always kept him healthy. He always slept in a tent near the hunter named Sam and was always makes sure that he was safe. He never beat him like the rest of the hostages since they were scared that it would reduce their pay. He was a well kept child. That is until the day the hunters reach the Capital. According to the map that the hunters always carried today was the last day they were supposed to be inside the forest. The night as always was cold so there was a camp fire in the middle of the all camp that the hunter had made from them to stay for the night. It was peaceful and rough as always. The hunters drunk to their hearts content. Laughing and dancing with smiles of joy. Tommorow is the day that they are going to be out of this hell hole of a forest and finally will get their pay. The money that they will get this time will be enough for some to retire from this fearful job. They could finally have peace for a while at least.
Kongane sat in a corner of the camp fire. Silently watching the hunters drink and dance as they sing their rowdy songs of the wild. He didn't speak or did he try to run. He just sat their like an empty shell like always, since the day he woke up, eating a piece of meat that the hunters gave him. The hunters were nice to him, much to his disappointment. The moment he woke up he thought that he was finally death but alas he was not. He was in side a tent with a man sitting next to him. A hunter. The man was smiling at him and looking at him as if he was a piece of priceless treasure. Kongane's mind went blank and it started to analyze what was going on. Soon he came to a conclusion that the hunters have held him hostage and are going to sell him at a high price to some where for his beautiful face. And he hit the nail right on the spot.
The hunter who was sitting beside him introduce himself as Sam and asked Kongane for his name. Kongane didn't answer. Sam didn't seem to have mind as he chatted with Kongane in a one way conversation. Going one and one about things that Kongane was too bored or out of it to remember. He just sat there silently, watching what the man beside him was doing. After God knows how long the man finally stopped and bought him a plate of food. There was almost everything a 5 years old boy could eat. So he did. Kongane silently ate since he didn't care about what is going to happen. He didn't care if they were going to sell him or cook or skin or even tie him up. All he cared is that he wanted nothing to do with this world. Do he sat there silently, watching and listening everything and waiting from him long waited death.
A week has passed since than. The hunters didn't mind him not talking and never forced him to. They allowed him to do what ever he wanted and that always consisted of him sitting quietly and doing nothing but staring in to space. Kongane was turning in to a spirit less doll. He did nothing but eat, sleep and stare into space. Tommorow morning they were going to reach the Capital city. The gods will decide what will happen to him. Only time can tell.