Chapter 2: The Search.

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  My brother was kidnapped - it's dangerous to be in the house. Where will action take you?

When you woke up, you didn't understand where you were and what was going on. You tried to focus on one particular thought, but it didn't work out for you.

- * How my head is splitting!!!*

Realizing that nothing would work out for you, you decided to feel where you are.

- *Mm...Like I'm something soft...A bed?*

You really were on the bed, your sense of touch did not let you down, but your vision... You tried to open your eyes, but nothing came out. Eyes, as if they were glued together. You heard someone come into the room. You decided not to take any action and pretend that you are still asleep.

- Do you think she will recover? an unfamiliar voice spoke with concern.

- I'm not sure. You see, she has very severe injuries in the head and face.

Perhaps she will never again...

The voices blur and you fall asleep.

.....

You ran as fast as you could. Your legs were buzzing and shouting at you: "Stop!"but you ignored any of their protests. You ran to the city center, where you just met that stranger who likes to fry everyone. But...what are you hoping for?

Running to the square, you saw...emptiness, dead silence...

- HEY! IS ANYONE ALIVE? - you shouted, hoping to hear at least someone.

Suddenly, screams were heard from the neighboring windows:

- Stop yelling, you sneer! It's night outside!

- I agree! I've already gone off the rails with everything!

- I'm sorry... - you shouted back.

You sat on the bench hoping to meet someone here...maybe...

- * Oh, stop lying to yourself, I'm scared to go home.*

But you were never afraid, and you didn't want to admit your fear, but he was stronger than you.

.....

It became very cold outside. Although it's not surprising - it's night.

- * Damn, I ran with a fool. I should have at least brought my things with me...Fool!*, - you punished yourself.

Having already achieved complete glaciation, you decided to make a fire.

- * Oh...I forgot what kind of frosts we have at night*

But either your memory is gone, or something else, but it's so cold outside that even fire magic doesn't work in this cold, or is it not because of him?

- * Fine, Hella, I congratulate you, you will die of frostbite of the limbs, class!*

You clenched your right hand into a fist, and stuck out your thumb, showing this gesture into the darkness.

Not expecting anything interesting, you sat down on the bench again, wrapped in the clothes that you were wearing, but suddenly out of the darkness you heard that branches were breaking.

- You turned your head back towards the sound. He was getting closer.

But then silence...

- * Probably imagined it...* - you thought.

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