After the long exhausting meeting , Chantria walked out of the admin building, waving goodbye to Karl as she hopped into her brand new car.
She wind up her windows and drove slowly along the free highway in Hoboran, singing along to her favorite R&B music.
Everything had come out her way. Colonel Mark was finally out of her hair and there was a high possibility that he'd spend some years in Hoboran's special prison.
Also, Karl had somehow become the new head of field agency through his deceptive means which she admired and feared.
Now, all she had to do was go home, have a hot cup of coffee… Praise god, it was about to rain… She'd definitely have a good time sleeping.
"Life is good when you're around,
Nothin' can bring me down…" Chantria sang happily along to the song playing on the radio.
Just then, her phone rang and she reluctantly picked it, lowering the volume of the radio.
"Hello, Gen." Chantria said happily to Genevieve, her younger sister.
"You need to come back home quickly." Genevieve said with panic in her voice.
"What's going on? Are you alright?" Chantria asked on a more serious tone.
"It's Anna." Was the last thing Genevieve said before hanging up.
Anna??? Anna!!!
Chantria's brain went haywire as she heard her daughter's name.
The car accelerated quickly as Chantria wondered what could have happened to her daughter that would make Genevieve so worried.
"Goddamn it!!!" She yelled slamming the vehicle's steering wheel as she reluctantly pressed the brake. There was traffic!!
What was she expecting on a Monday evening?
"Oh god!" She yelled as she stepped out of her car and locked it.
Chantria shivered as the cold wind brushed past her hair. Although a storm was fast approaching and it was unwise to be outside, Chantria couldn't bear to waste another second waiting for the traffic to clear. She had to get to her daughter and Genevieve as soon as possible.
With that in mind, she marched on, not minding the rain that splattered on her.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@
Col. Mark finally got home after stopping at the eatery to get dinner for his daughter.
He whistled happily as he walked into his mansion quickly with a wrapped gift in his hand, to prevent the pouring rain from ruining his gift.
He walked into the sitting room, taking off his coat by the door. "Honey!". He called out of Sylvian. "I'm home!!"
No response.
He dropped the gift down and headed straight to Sylvian's room upstairs.
"Hey honey, I'm home." He said as he knocked gently on her door.
No response.
"Are you alright?" Col. Mark asked as he continued knocking. "OK, I'm coming in now."
He twisted the door knob and walked inside Sylvian's room.
The first thing he noticed was that all the room windows were shut and were covered with full dark curtains which prevented light and made the room as dark as night.
Then, he saw his daughter on the floor with lit candles surrounding her.
She seemed to be asleep or maybe unconscious. Sylvian was on the floor facing the ceiling with her face and palms sweaty.
"Hey baby!" Col. Mark managed to say as he fell to his knees to tend to his daughter. "C'mon wake up." He said as he shook her.
Still no response.
Her body felt lifeless as Col. Mark raised her head into his lap. "C'mon please, don't do this to me. Come back baby!!" He said as tears stung his eyes.
Sylvian rose up from his lap, panting heavily with her eyes wide open.
She grabbed her father and embraced him tightly.
"Oh honey!" He said as a tear dropped from his eyes. "Please don't leave me!" He pleaded.
Sylvian smiled widely and then retreated from the embrace to face her father. "Dad, it's finally done... I saved him from the beast and now his purpose has been scarred on him." She said with excitement.
"What are you saying, honey?" Col. Mark asked in utmost confusion.
"The beast came for him but I was fast enough to save him. Now, we have reason to hope as the saviour is here." She said smiling happily.
Col. Mark held Sylvian's face with his two muscular hands. "Honey, there's no beast neither is there a saviour... All of that is just a dream.
Sylvian was about to say something but then she thought against it and drew back in her words.
"Now, get up and clean this place. These candles are really creepy, take them out. It makes this place look like a shrine." He rose up and began walking out. "Hurry up, I have a surprise for you downstairs."
As Sylvian watched her father leave, she shut her door and locked it with bolts.
There was a problem. She could feel it. Someone was trying to breach the connection between she and the saviour.
Her nose bled as she struggled to push the intruder out but it seemed like that was close to impossible as the power of the unknown intruder was very strong and she was aware that sooner or later, she'd not be able to prevent the person.
So, she had two options. Either she gave in to the intruder or she destroy the connection link between she and the saviour.
And she chose the latter. It was too dangerous for both she, the saviour and the plan, if anyone to knew about it.
"Hey Darling!!" Col. Mark called from downstairs. "Be fast, alright?"
"I'll be down in a minute!" Sylvian replied.
She muttered some thing under her breath and her eyes flicked with golden light. Soon everything she had been instructed to do by her father, began working by themselves. The candles desolved and soon vanished into thin air, the bed sheets and cover arranged themselves and the curtains moved away from the windows and moved into her laundry closet.
Sylvian smiled at her work before she hurried down the stairs to attend to the increasingly worried Col. Mark, who waited anxiously for her.
"Finally, look who is here." He said as he motioned for her to see opposite him. "I have a gift for you."
"What is it?" Sylvian asked.
Col. Mark unwrapped the gift and brought out from an old box trinket, a golden pearl bracelet. "It's a bracelet."
"Wow!" Sylvian said as she admired the bracelet. "This must cost a fortune." She said adoring the pieces of diamond stuck in the bracelet.
"It was for your mother..."
"Really?"
"Yeah. She gave it to you as a baby. " Col. Mark said.
"Great, I love it."