Sila felt darkness surrounding her again.
But it wasn't like the previous time. Earlier, when she was in the dark room with that child; she didn't felt much scared.
But now she was shivering in fright.
The darkness was now suffocating her. It was like she was in a demon's lair.
'Why am I feeling scared?Oh Lord!'
She could her knee trembling as she was suddenly knocked down by someone.
"Haha!Ha!Hahaha!Ha!Ha!
Those stupid deities thought they could defeat me. What did they say?I will perish due to you.
Haa!But now you are gonna beg me"
"I heard them waiting for you but they donot know that you have fallen into my traps.
Little girl,Adore my ears with your screams"
Sila felt scared as she heard that voice. It was of a woman
That voice was overflowing with evilness.
She felt that voice itself was enough to kill her. She couldn't see her face but she knew that she might be some sort of witch.
Only witch laugh that crazily like in the fairytales.
That lady might be standing close to her as that voice was screeching hard into her ears.
It was familiar to her to the extend to scare her soul out of her.
That wicked voice was rejoicing in their victory against someone.
Sila knew that she was gonna be tortured by this voice.
But she felt that she had gone through this once.
Not once but several times that even her soul was broken down into a thousand pieces that no one was able to heal it again.
'Yeah!Sure it is really painful'
Sila squirmed in pain as that wicked women whipped her hard.
But to make it more painful, that whip was burnt with molten coal.
Sila could feel her skin burning up.
She cried loud as she couldn't stand it.
That woman laughed joyously as she continued to whip her several times.
Sila felt her bones breaking as the whip landed on her back hard.
She could feel the burnt smell of her skin.
She cried a lot.She was scared.She wished if she would die to end this torture.
"Silaa"
"Silaaaaa"
Suddenly she again heard that voice of the same man who was crying for her.
Why does he always call out for her in concern and affection?
She felt her pain fading.
She only could think about reponding to him.
She wanted to tell him she was here.
His voice was like a oasis in the hot scorching desert.
'My oasis'