Chapter 6, The horror in front of me.

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"Damn it...damn it...DAMN IT...DAMN IT!"

"How...could I...have been...this careless...?"

"How coulnd't I have protected her?"

"Didn't I promise?"

"How could I have...let this happen...?"

"WHY DIDN'T IT TAKE ME INSTEAD?"

"I AM RIGHT HERE, TAKE ME INSTEAD! BRING HER BACK..."

"BRING...her...back..."

"I offer you a life for a life..."

"I would do anything to bring her back..."

Aya holds a familiar lifeless body in her bloody hands.

Her pained voice reaches through the sky.

Rain falls...slowly... drop by drop... the water is as cold as her eyes.

Time has stopped.

The pain hasn't. It's slowly eating up Aya's heart.

"No. You can't be gone...stop fooling me...YOU.CAN'T.BE.GONE..."

"MAKE IT STOP.."

"Make...it...stop.
Please..."

(What happened before...?)

[Flashback]

Aya: "C'MON snakey! Catch me!"

"KILL.HER."

The dark voice instructs the snake again.

Aya: "YA HEARD UR BOSS FANG FACE! Over here!"

(Suddenly, the snake stopped moving. It stood...still?)

Aya: "Why is it not... attacking?"

(The snake seems to slither in another direction, Aya's eyes widen.)

Aya: "No- DON'T SLITHER IN TO THE DIRECTION TO THE VILLAGE! STUPID SNAKE! HEY ARE YOU BLIND?! I AM RIGHT HERE!"

Aya's POV:
"I promised Amara I'd distract it away from the village... and protect the people...including Amara. Did it look through my plan? Will I fail to keep my promise...? No, I can't fail. I'd rather die..."

(To Aya's surprise, the snake is not heading into the direction of the village either. It slithers, and stops. Looking behind.)

Aya: "Wait...are you...leading me?"

(Completely lost and confused, Aya glances at the huge, golden snake.)

"Is my mind playing tricks on me?"

(The snake slithers away, looking at Aya, waiting. Aya decides to follow the snake.)

Suddenly, it leads Aya to a lifeless body.

"W...what? T...this..."

And...disappears...
It disappeared.

Aya's eyes widen.

She falls to the ground.

"This...no..."

Aya holds the lifeless body tight to her chest. The body is wet...

Her shaking fingers run through the cold, pale skin of the lifeless body... blood was all over her hand...

She holds it, slowly, carefully...

As if she was touching the most fragile thing in the world.

A mixture of rain and blood, perhaps Aya's tears as well...

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