BRIA
I stopped walking with heavy breaths and tired body. We were roaming all afternoon, but there was no sign of any escape. I was hungry, thirsty, exhausted and irritated.
"Stop. I -I can't walk anymore. I need water and food." I gasped.
I turned to look at the devil and saw him leaning on a tree. I could hear his ragged breath and could see his tired form. His wound was still not treated. He even didn't cover it with a cloth.
"Let's take a break. See, your wound is pretty bad. Let me-" I tried.
"No. Keep going. We can't stop."
He was too stubborn for his own good.
"Fine. Let's keep going. But where? Do you see any way to get us any help?" I threw my hands in the air.
Silence.
"What? Cat caught your tongue?"
Within a second he ran towards me and before I could understand what was happening, he ran past me towards a thick shrub.
I swear he is a vampire! Here's the proof.
