Rusałka Mami travels: Adventures of Tomomi Ogawa and the Odd Water Nymph.

Chapter 2

Written by Crystal & myszkin, edited by myszkin & Crystal

Tomo speaks.

I dare not look back as I ran off away from that monster. I pulled out my phone and dialled for the police. I quickly explained that I met a lady who said she had found the body of the missing man at the lake. The call quickly ended. Now I was in a dilemma, my heart pounded as I looked back at the lake, checking to see if that nutcase woman had left. Indeed she had disappeared. Maybe she was all a hoax, my body urged me to turn and go home, but my gut told me what that what I saw before was very real. I felt dizzy and nauseous from the encounter and had to collapse on a nearby seat. I couldn't believe how hard I was breathing and how my mornings walk could end up like this.

I looked up to the cracks between leaves to see lightening sky above, as the first rays of sunlight streamed through.

I decided I'd summon the courage and face up to that pale lady, with the gold and blue hair. I got up to wobbly start as my legs were still jelly. My mind kept repeating, curiosity killed the cat but I hope I'm a dog so I won't get killed. It felt like eagerness was dragging me by the neck towards the lake again. I remember my granny talking about ladies of the lake, what did she call them again? Hmm can't remember but anyway. But they can't be real, they're local lore. Maybe she's just some crazy lady from the neighborhood.

I couldn't help but took a photo of her at a distance. She somehow noticed, and waved her fist at me. I walked a little closer, so that I was a little further away from being kidnapped and drowned in this lake.

When I walked by the banks of the lake, She beckoned me over without looking away from that book.

"Where's this?" She asked, pointing at a photo of people at Manly Beach.

"That's in Sydney." I said politely, I tried not to look at her for too long.

"Where's that?" She asked.

"In Australia?" I said.

She gave me a weird, confused look.

"Never heard of it."

I couldn't help but laugh. What has she been doing all this time? Living under a rock?

"You know koalas, kangaroos, crocodile hunter?"

At that point she looked even more confused and went back to flipping through the Australia travel guide.

I squat down on the rocks only a step away from the water where she was sitting, half submerged.

"Hey, look... sorry about just now." I stammered.

"It's ok." She said.

"Erm what's your name?" I asked.

"Mami." She said.

"Forgive me here, but are you...?"

Mami cut me off instantly.

"Yes I am." She looked up at me as if I said the most unsuited question there was. What caught my attention the most was her eyes, the most beautiful blue I've ever seen. They really stood out from the pale and somewhat nasty thing she was. She really need to put some colour into that skin.

"Is there anyone else that lives in this lake?"

"Does it matter to you?" Mami asked.

"No... but..."

"I'm the only one left."

"Oh my goodness. I so sorry..." Is there a rusalkas genocide that was never mentioned? Wait. Scratch that, it's a stupid question since there wasn't even something like "rusalka" anyway. Only it seems that there was and was sitting right beside me.