My thoughts are working fast, too fast. Suddenly, the dots were connecting. She probably doesn’t want us to find the magic well.
I need to talk to Genevieve about this, we need to keep an eye on new people or animals that we meet randomly on our journey.Because they might not be who or what we think they are.
”Genevieve, I know you’re here darling. Come and dance with me again. Everything will be easier that way.”
Neither of us utters a word, not moving an inch.
“I don’t want to do this darling!” Castello shouts.
Turning my head, I peek behind the tree.
Shit.
Chapter 15
Genevieve
Ector lowers his head as close to my ear as he possibly can, and starts whispering. “Listen carefully now, sweetheart, and whatever you do, do not panic. Castello is holding a bow and an arrow right now, looking for you, us.”
She was lying on the bright green grass with the sun casting rays over her bloody body, which had an arrow sticking right through the chest.
My body immediately starts to twist and turn in his tight grip as the survival instinct kicks in, ready to run for my life. He doesn’t let go of me, making me panic even more. My already panicked breathing gets worse, and louder.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you. It would help if you could stand the fuck still and calm the fuck down!” He whisper yells into my ear.
I try to calm down but it’s really incredibly hard to control yourself when your life is in danger. My body is shaking, terrified of what might happen. Grabbing a hold on each side of Ector's legs, I tell myself that he’s not going to let anything happen to me.
Woosh
An arrow flies past us, my eyes widening.
Woosh
Castello shoots another one, but this one must have gone in another direction because I didn’t see it fly past us.
“Genevieve, show yourself!” He shouts.
Woosh
He shoots a third arrow.
We stand completely still behind the tree. I hear how Castello starts to murmur for himself, but I’m not able to hear every word he says.
Mission..
Genevieve..
Dead..
After those words, everything goes quiet, too quiet. And then, the strong red light appears once again, lighting up the forest just like before. Then he’s gone, as if he was never here.
Ector lets go of me and I immediately take a deep breath, filling my lungs with air.
“I think he’s gone now.”
“Okay.” I breathe out, my head nodding.
He starts laughing. How can he laugh? Is this funny to him? I just opened up to him about, well,everything, and now he’s laughing?
