Purple Dawn Till Dusk : Dearest Through The Time Chapter 8
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"I am truly sorry Senja, to involve you in this matter, but I don't have much time now. I need to meet him," The old woman said desperately.
Okay. I am a little bit afraid now, she never acted this way before…
"I can increase your senses; it will help you once you're there. I willalso guide you. Follow what you see and figure it out. It will lead you to him. I can't help you more than that, I am sorry Senja," And now she was apologizing again, like she has done something terrible to Senja.
What did she mean by increase my senses? What is that? What is she talking about? Why is she so strong? I can't pull my handaway…
Lots of questions circled her head. Senja knitted her brows, her back was stiff and she unconsciously tried to make a gap between them.
Senja tried to stay as far away from the old woman as possible however, with her hands being grabbed by the old woman, there was nothing much she could do.
"Senja… don't lose this thing," The old woman squeezed Senja's left hand again, emphasizing how important that thingwas. "Find Yun. Only when you've found him, can you comeback," She said sternly.
The old woman squeezed Senja's hands tightly which made Senja gasp, but before she could close her eyes because of the pressure, she saw a reply from Sian from the corner of her eyes.
Sian: Impossible! That old woman is in a coma right now.
What???!!!
***
Senja felt her body curled up uncomfortably. Her whole body was enveloped in darkness. She couldn't really understand what has happened. All she knew was that she needed to get out of here, she needed to move! In order to do so, she reached her hand out but her hand was blocked by something hard. Like a wall.
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"What is this?" She frowned.
She tried to familiarize herself with her surroundings with her eyes closed. She was in her living room just now with the old woman. Talking nonsense about find someone named Yun, however when she closed her eyes, she felt adifferent environment.
She blinked a couple times but all she could see was thedarknessaround her. Did she suddenly become blind? No,that wasn't the case. She couldn't help but come to a weird conclusion. It felt like she was inside a narrow cylinder place. Something like a barrel?
Damn it! What did that old woman do to me! Did I black out?
She had to keep her cool and think of a way out. After some time has passed and she got used to her current condition and was less panicked, she could sense and head other people outside her barrel. It felt like they were in ananxious situation, some people were shouting orders.
They were in chaos.
Okay. If she is inside a barrel then that means there is a lid on top of her head.
With that small revelation, Senja pushed open the lid on top of her head with both hands. It's moving.
From a small crack, the sun rays invaded her vision. She had to squint her eyes due to the bright exposure.
Sun? light? It's not night? Damn it! Where the hell am I now? Is the old woman a witch? Senja shuddered at the thought but, what other explanation could she make to comprehend her situation right now?
When her eyes finally adjusted to the light, she pushed against the lid again.
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