The Puppeteer Part 3

The puppeteer - The dying hope

Emily shot up to sit with tears all over her face, her eyes was wide in fear and she scream for him "Zylen!!! "

And the whole world turns black.

..

"Please don't leave me.. Ple-"

"Zylen, Zylen"

He heard that gentle voice calling for his name, he felt his body has been shaken. Slowly the emerald green eyes has been cracked open. His vision was filled with light, and right upon him he saw the worried face of Mrs Connel, trying to wake him up "Zylen" she called his name again. Zylen cracks a whimper and a gentle hand stroke his hair softly and lightly "you're having nightmare, don't be scared, it's just a dream" that gentle voice whisper to him. Zylen is laying on the soft comfortable bed, he squirms into the blanket and tried to sleep but he can't, the lump in his throat and his nightmare almost make him cry. Then he felt the soft stroke again "come on" she pull the blanket away from him "let me read you some story.. Come on" she hushed and help him to get up. Zylen sit limply, so weak as he was drown in his fear and his sleepy state. "do you need anything? Come on let's get you something to warm you up" she comfort him and help him stand up, holding his hand as she lead him downstairs. He followed with his lazy steps and tried to wipe the tears from his eyes.

.. It's just a dream..

.. It's just a nightmare..

He told himself.

"Mrs Connel.. "He croaked, you're not dead right..?" New tears forms in his wet eyes as he asked. "Dead?" She asked with a little laugh as she look into his eyes. "Don't say something like that, I'm here with you"

He's so glad.. He's very glad..until more tears flows down his bandaged cheeks. He watch the stairs and by the end of it, it was dark, pitch black. He stopped "i-its dark downstairs"

A soft laughter echoes "of course, it's three in the morning" she keeps pulling his hand, and Zylen who was scared trying to release himself from her grip "no.. N-no I don't like it" the woman laugh again "don't be silly, I'll turn on the light once we reached the switch, just come with me, we don't wanna wake the Harry and Cheryl right?" Zylen gasps "p-please.. D-don't take me there.. I-im scared"

"Ridiculous! You get used to the dark don't you!? Don't be such a coward" she grip his hand stronger and drag him. Zylen hold the wall and tried to pull himself away from her "Mrs Connel.. Please.. Please mam.. I'm scared.. I'm scared" he started to cry as he beg but she won't stop, and down there he saw the basement. "You'll get back to where you belong"

"No!! No!! "

Zylen woke up. He was filled with cold sweat and gasping.

.. It's not a dream.. She died because of me..

Zylen cry.

"Zylen!! " he shot his head up when he heard someone scream his name. Then another terror strike in. His eye which already filled with tears watch the girl he wanted to safe upon him, she was tied up and kneeling to the floor. Her face was filled with tears as she tried to reach him but she was stuck. He tried to move but unable to, he realize he was tied to something behind him. He is sitting on the cold floor of the basements. The foul familiar smell of those unfortunate corpses shot into his nostrils. He tried to move again, but his body felt so weak. He remembered William was hiding behind the door and knocked him down when he came running for Emily.

.. Emily..

"You woke up. Good. What took you so long?" The voice of the last person he wanted to hear on this world echoes in the basement, William appeared from the darkness and washed by the light of the single bulb in that dark basement. Zylen trembles and tried to move backwards which was blocked by the wall behind him. He's scared.. So scared of the leather boots that approach him. He lowered his head, drown in fear.