CHAPTER ONE: the shams escape

HOPE'S POV

I didn't know when I became nocturnal but I could swear by anything that I was seeing through the night clearly. Maybe it was the adrenaline rush that was giving me a super vision as I ran through the forest.

Tud! tud! tud!... I kept hearing the sound of my bare feet as they jammed on the ground heavily and the scrunching sounds of dry leaf as I dashed between the trees in search of an exit.

I couldn't remember the direction to the gate but I could care less about that. I managed to sneak out of the huge room that was assigned to me and that was all that mattered. Direction wasn’t much of a concern to as long as I didn’t run in circles back to my former location.

I pray he doesn't find me, i whispered to myself without slowing my speed. This was my third attempt on escape and I was hopeful for a successful execution of my plan. It wasn’t as I  if asked for any of these. Things I never wished for threatened to steal my breath and suffocate me while all the stuff I prayed and wished for eluded me.

What do you normally do when the opposite of what you asked for kept coming to you? Well, the solution could be to pray for you don’t want and let the opposite, which is what you wanted come to you.

I pray his minions find me. They should catch me and take me back to the forsaken haunted mansion. They should catch me… I kept repeating in my head while wishing for the opposite at the back of my mind.

“Take the right, you…go in the other direction..” I heard someone giving instruction to the other people from a far distance. “Make sure you find her quickly, I’m sure she’s still somewhere in this place,”

I stopped running and started looking frantically for a place to hide. Running wasn’t an option any longer because even if I still had the strength to continue, the scrunching noise of dried leafs on the ground would give away my location.

As continued looking around, I spotted a huge tree trunk that was half fallen. It was big enough to conceal my small frail body while I pray that they catch me while wishing that they don’t. to be was just hard and I wished everything about me ended along with everything else that was good in my life.

I quickly made my way to the tree and laid on the ground with my eyes closed and my arms wrapped around my chest. That was it, whether I managed to run away or not depended on the tree.

What was that sound? I quickly turned towards the direction I heard a sound from but before I could discern whether it was an animal or not, something heavy landed on my head. The only thing I saw were stars exploding before my mind went blank. And there, my third escape became a total sham instead of a charm.

It was his entire fault though, that short chubby old hag and that illegal auction.