Saga:-Journey to the sunrise
Arc 2:- INDESCRIBABLE STEPS
Chapter->22
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Zarita's eyebrows twitched as she read the sign-board. 'Adhere to rules or be lost to stone' as she was about to let out a comment on it suddenly her windpipe felt heavy as if it was frozen.
Her eyeballs moved uncontrolabley before she left out one and only sentence without any sentientof it.
"I will adhere to the rules." Her state returned to calm as she understood the situation. She was no alien to the information about this realm. It could only be described in one sentence.
-The horror above the league of humanity, those who fell into the pit of it shall never rest in peace-
Under the sign there was a wooden house with wall made out of rectangle planks and nails. There were some gaps in the wall due to the misplacements of many planks as the door seemed a little bent and creaking from the cold breeze. It was a thatch roof styled house.
She walked near it and looked at the door carefully reading a sentence.
"It must be the first rule" she spoke inwardly as she read it.
'Do not surrender to the guilt of one that will suffice'. She remembered it as she imagined some scenarios like crying women or babies being projected to lure her. A smile appeared on her face as she knew such thing wouldn't be a problem to her.
She grabbed the door knob and twisted it, pushing it inside and opening the door just then she heard a slight murmur.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
Her eyes widened as she looked around slowly understanding that it was the effect and test of the current scenario playing out on her. She cracked a knuckle and took her first step as in her sight of vision was a decent middle-class medival home interior with not much to be surprised of.
A wooden dining table in the middle, a kitchen, old sofa, chair, toys, etc.
She looked around and saw a silver chest rusted badly with dents and corrosive bubbles on it's whole body except one place.
There was it, the second rule:-
'Do not say a name'.
Easy! So all I have to so is without feeling anything walk past this house and whole hazy, mist-filled place to reach the altar.
She took another step as..
Bam!
Her leg dunked inside the floor as the floor broke. It was an old wooden floor but she didn't expect it to break like this. However, she didn't felt afraid and brushed it off with a smirk as she gently took out her leg which got small bruises. The cold environment of the area was rather calming her pain.
She heard the murmurings again.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
These two statements came one after another seemingly overlapping each other as Zarita's forehead was a little dim but she massaged it with her fingers and moved forward. She looked at the door and decided to only head there.
I understand it! It's simple. If I break something it will worsen my murmurs to make me go insane... all I have to do is get out of here. I can't go back because there's no way around. I can't find the way other than this. And the rules are always written in these places so it would be bad if I missed any.
She walked past a flower pot as a murmur grazed in her ear.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
The overlapping murmurs were aching in her head as the last one which was a little delayed seemed to be gentle. Kind of philosophical!
Out of Zarita's expertise so she skipped to understand it and moved forward. Her hair gently flew in breeze as dust flew and she coughed.
A dry leaf sat over her head that she brushed off, it broke in several parts.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
—"The life rises in green, dries in brown. The two colours of life which has no ounce."—
Zarita clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as she let the murmurs pass and took a deep breath which directed on the table and the dust over it flew revealing a mark.
It was a carving which resembled a heart. Sweet! But no! That's not the time as she walked towards the door her head was struck with the murmurs again!
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
—"The life rises in green, dries in brown. The two colours of life which has no ounce."—
—"Time fades like flower, only the soil remains eternal"—
Upon seeing such overlapping words her head felt like crumbling. It was equivalent of a worse headache normally ill people get.
She patted her cheek and looked up with determination. Another step she took!
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
—"The life rises in green, dries in brown. The two colours of life which has no ounce."—
—"Time fades like flower, only the soil remains eternal."—
—"The boundaries were made to keep human away from humans."—
The pain seemed to be overridden by sense of escaping as she finally grabbed the door and.
Thud!
With that noise alone everything stopped! Zarita's body was at peace she didn't wanted to move at all. The sense was calmness overrode her urgency to leave, as if her trial was over. She looked around, the darkness was creepy but also calming, it was like faint pencil drawing of every object in white colour drawn on completely dark canvas.
She looked behind, slowly her heart was throbbing as her goosebumps rose.
What is it? Something caught in her sight's corner. She looked back, and saw into the far mirror near the kitchen.
Two pair of eyes, glowing, gleaming in the darkness, like two pair of light rays aimed at her with a faint border in the form of a silhouette. It was Zarita. She saw her reflection, or just eyes. She couldn't even see herself properly that was the level of darkness consuming them.
Don't worry Zarita it'll pass. It'll be a memory just a funny memory later! Calm down!
She told herself and then... suddenly a faint glimmer shone in the mirror. Her heart was in her mouth for a second as her lower jaw started trembling with absolute fear. She looked at the source of reflection. The darkness decreased by a little degree.
She saw a pot, a small pot with a flower inside it. Its petals had most likely withered away. There was only one petal left, the flower pot was situated near the entrance. Why did it shine?
Slowly her body froze in the thinking stance, the murmurs were faint.
Slowly, slowly and slowly began rising in volume and speed.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
—"The life rises in green, dries in brown. The two colours of life which has no ounce."—
—"Time fades like flower, only the soil remains eternal."—
—"The boundaries were made to keep human away from humans."—
One by one, one after another, one-half mixed with third. The variations were killing her. Her heart was sinking and she ws about to collapse.
Zarita was only in this realm since 17 minutes and 34 second and was nearly defeated.
However, the murmurs vanished in an instant! A voice rose from the depths of mysterious house. A voice so calm and cleansing. It nearly made Zarita sleep on the spot but she regained her consciousness as she once again tried to hear it.
—I can save you, please save me.—
She looked around with her hands resting on her knees as she was exhausted from the murmurs. She saw the pot resting near the entrance with a petal as a shine glimmered on it's tip.
"Was that you?" She asked, she hasn't broken the rule of not saying a name. She just tried to confirm an existence.
-Yes. I can save you, from the rules, from the murmurs. Just go near the sink, gather some water in your hands and drop it in my soil—
"Why?" Zarita asked as she looked at the path. It was just some fifteen to twenty steps but felt like eternity.
She couldn't help but sigh on the fear of going back.
"Will I hear the murmurs if I move around again?" She asked, as she was selectively smart under pressure.
-Yes but I will suppress them to the level of being inaudible—
—So, please water me.—
"You haven't answered me why?" Is the plant being over-smart? Hmm! It doesn't know who I am!
—I want to live...just a little longer. In the hopes of dead and living, this house is where my memories are rooted. I don't want to lose them.—
—But I know, I will perish. I just wanted a little more time before the end.—
Having faced the Anomaly Zarita'sfear was suppressed but not to an extent of believing a talking plant in a horror setting until it expressed it's last wish.
Zarita couldn't help but try it once, she moved back from the door and flicked a knife as she heard a murmur.
—The cu....—
The murmur ended before begining as she heard. She couldn't express how happy she was as she walked near the sink with accumulation of three murmurs.
—The..—
—Wa..—
—Cur..—
She twisted the knob.
—T..—
Her happiness was breaking limits as she glanced at the pot again and then gathered water in her palms.
—Wa..—
Turned off the knob with her wrist.
—Tw..—
She walked near the pot.
—The..—
The murmur was as faint as tickle as she looked at the pot. The only petal, brown-ish with nearly dead stem she poured all the water and then crouched.
But she couldn't stand up because.
—"You twisted the life, killed my hope."—
—"You stepped on my existence, be afraid of god"—
—"Shoulder's to carry a soldier. What a shame! Roses to grave, needles to life."—
—"The life rises in green, dries in brown. The two colours of life which has no ounce."—
—"Time fades like flower, only the soil remains eternal."—
—"The boundaries were made to keep human away from humans."—
—"The cutting fate of inevitability leads to its own destruction."—
—"The one who steps on laws is wrecked by the carriage of punisher."—
—"Water rises and falls, that is life."—
—"Curtains frozen in the ink of endless loop."—
—"The killing of water is to watch the dead rise."—
—"Water becomes what holds it."—
—"Twist of life are never meant to be understood!."—
—"All roads leads to..."—
—"...doesn't fell twice."—
For Zarita...it was a Massacare. The looping and overlapping words were steaming her brain into nothingness.
All she could hear was,
—"Yystttttwctwtoohhihhhauhawuuoemeeetretitsulebcoetkeswtlifounrairt.....edeelsnrepetd."—
As in the state of uncontrollable dread and rage her mind was steamed out and continuously memories flashed in her mind as in panic she cried out.
"Lanmyth! Myale! Rexy! Hein! Mom! Dad! Save me! Save me!"
The moment she yelled the names, tears began rolling out her eyes and nostrils as she broke the rules one by one. The guilt overrode her mind too. She remembered the times she—
—"Yystttttwctwtoohhihhhauhawuuoemeeetretitsulebcoetkeswtlifounrairt.....edeelsnrepetd."—
The murmurs destroyed her memories as the loops made the voices stronger.
The destruction of rules couldn't be something one could stand so that hands of deep red flesh and bones rose from ground adding more murmurs to Zarita's mind as she was crouched holding her head yelling and crying uncontrollably.
—"Yystttttwctwtoohhihhhauhawuuoemeeetretitsulebcoetkeswtlifounrairt.....edeelsnrepetd."—
—"The rules to adhere broken for stones."—
—"The epitome—Yystttttwctwtoohhihhhauhawuuoemeeetretitsulebcoetkeswtlifounrairt.....edeelsnrepetd—of unanswered vally."—
The moment the bloody hands touched Zarita's feet, her spine and Subcinscious mind broke free releasing heavy charges in her body as her body stood up on her own and kicked the flower pot through the wall and jumped outside.
That was her last attempt to survive, as her body dropped on ground nearly dead, her face got bruised on the right temple from the flying pieces of the pot as it broke on the ground.
Her body lay fragile and weak on ground as the tears nearly stopped coming out of her eyes. The water in her body was stored to be released for survival. Her cries were dried of tears only drought of melancholy and slumbering paleness surrounded her.