Forty Three

GIGI’S POV

All hopes were lost, my hearts were shattered from the feeling of leaving the world behind.

Fortunately, it was all restocked. All thanks to the amazing, indescribable specie. A creature called Gata, I remembered the dream I had days ago, where I was told about the inhaling of shame.

I should have trusted the words of Gata, my brain was too shallow to think deeply about it’s words. The shame was what Onix showed me.

In the narrow path to death, I was able to escape by the help of my replica. I could remember vividly it words. When it said,”whenever you need me, mumble thrice my name to a mirror.”

I never believed the words, thinking it was just a mere dream. Eventually, I believe that it’s words were real and truly it was my replica.

The sharpened cutlass was placed on my neck, ready to slice me into nice cut of meats. My sight caught a half length mirror hanging on the wall.

With the very last hope in me, I called out for my savior. It surely did as promised, giving me th