Myra opened her eyes to find herself in a room filled with scary paintings and furs of beasts, and on the bed covered with the fur of various furry animals. She jumped out of the bed,
" If you are troubled to sleep there, you can sleep on my arms, I won't mind"
a voice came from behind her, she turned around in fear,
A handsome yet arrogant, man with a black shirt on, some of the buttons opened exposing his trained chest muscles, was laying on the couch, she stared at him,
" You are the one from yesterday, why are you here?no ... why am I here? Why did you bring me here?" she yelled at him,
he came near to her, very near, and leaned on her, Myra bent back shockingly,
" Do I have to tell you, or do something to make you understand?" he said seductively,
She pushed him off her and said,
" Who the hell are you? Are you a human or that beast, was that you? Was that a dream?"
she sighed,
" my grandma, where is my grandma?" she rushed out, but he grabbed her and put her back on the bed, leaned on her, and said,
" I'll take care of them, your whole family for you, but you have to do only one thing in return,"
Myra was gripped by him, she couldn't escape,
" What...?"
he laughed and rubbed her nose on her cheeks,
" sleep with me....!!"
she opened her eyes wider with surprise and tried to push him back, but he gripped even tighter and kissed her neck, but Myra refused to give in and hit him with her leg on the spot, between his legs, he couldn't resist and screamed in pain, she pushed him away and rushed out,
" Uhh..., aahh...."
George came running,
" What's wrong, what happened Isaac are you fine?"
Isaac could not utter a word, he pointed his finger toward the opened door, George understood that the girl might have escaped and hurried to catch her...
Myra ran without even turning around her head, as far as she could, it was almost getting dark and she was terrified of things happening to her, she hid behind a huge tree in front of her, there was an opening in that tree, she squeezed herself in to hide, it was like a pit, so she could easily fit in and fell asleep.
She thought she wa. safe for now but was it safe enough to hide from a ravenous beast...
until when she could hide from thousands of lusting eyes and hungry beasts.
After a lengthy sleep, Myra found herself shivering with the coldness of the night breeze in a borrow she was hiding in.
"Thure...There..." a sound of tearing something disturbed her, she extended her neck to see out of the borrow,
A quiver thrilled her body as her cold sweat left her skin, every hair on her body stood, and her hands and legs were frozen as dead, she was paralyzed to see that treacherous scenery with her eyes, a massive creature, bigger than all those she saw before, with a deep dark fur and long and unnerving nails, was tearing apart a huge wolf with his bare hands, drinking its blood,
Myra almost puked on herself with fear and disgust, her fear caused her to lose consciousness, and she fainted again.
She was still shuddering and shivering, her heart was thumping and with a deep cry, she opened her eyes, but now she was in a room sleeping on a bed, the door of the room opened and she jerked to the wall out of threat, her grandmother came running and hugged her,
"no baby it's all over, you are safe now"
she looked at her grandmother and hugged her, yanking her back tightly, sobbing,
"you are safe now my dear"
she said dabbing her head with the console.
Myra closed her eyes on her grandmother's chest until a bold and commanding voice jerked her again, she trembled,
"Did she wake up?" that voice inquired,
Myra saw an old man standing beside them with a stick in his hand,
"Who...who are you?" she asked in a shivering voice,
"Don't fear Myra, he is the one who saved us," said her grandmother moving her hands all over her back,
"Hello Goddess, I am Albert Flinstones,"
she tilted her neck to look at him, he was the same old man she saw at the ceremony, though fearful look but seem to be a good man.
"he...hello..., Albert," Myra replied in a trembling voice.
"Don't fear kid, no one can harm you?" he said with a smirk on his face,
Myra got her strength back, and sat properly,
"Where are we? a prison?"
she concluded looking around at the shabby place,
"no, it's Albert's place" grandma answered.
"oh..!!" exclaimed Myra,
"How did you find me?" she asked curiously, glaring at him,
" By your scent Goddess", said Albert
"oh... by the way, don't call me that, call me Myra, I am fine with that"
she reasoned.
"Grandma let's go back home", her grandmother looked sad and spoke out with a sigh...
" We don't have one"
Myra was shocked to hear that, her eyes widened,
"what..? What do you mean? we don't have one" she inquired,
"Everything was destroyed, I know this would come but I never thought it would be this soon,"
"Destroyed..? then what about the others?" she stood up curiously to get her explanation, but her grandmother kept silent with her eyes filled with grief,
that old man replied instead,
"We don't know where they are, but that house was burnt to ashes when we reach there,"
her tears broke out, her heart felt bad, and a throbbing pain of sorrow dragged her, though she was not on good terms with them, she never want them to die like this.
Her grandmother was crying,
"Grandma...!! we don't know about them that doesn't mean they died, they might have escaped, we'll find them, don't cry"
she hugged her grandmother to console her,
"I wish that too my baby," said grandma in a sorrowful voice.
Myra was frustrated,
"so it was true that this red stone is nothing but a curse... I don't want this hell, get this out of me" she tried pulling out the chain with anger, but her grandmother stopped her hand, and Albert growled with anger,
" you are not like her, you are a coward"
Myra was stunned by his bold voice, he added,
" Merely a little of her beauty, other than that you don't have any braveness like her."
" Like who..?" Myra asked annoyingly,
"Alison, your great-great grandma, you met her, didn't you?"
she remembered the lady she met before,
"so it was her" she concluded,
"Yes, ...!!" he groaned in pain, looking at the flames coming out of the heat fire he made to keep them warm.
"She was brave...!!" he yelled at Myra and she jerked a little, he continued,
"Do you have any idea what she sacrificed for you all to be alive here,"
she sat attentively, to hear their story,
"she sacrificed herself, burnt her frame to save the entire world"
he sighed and Myra was listening to him uninterruptedly,
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