Waited Peacefully And Almost In Tears

"shit" she murmured.

She strode right to me after gripping onto a tormenting fork from the table and also scratched it along the edge of that same table and then succeeded "what do you want to do with that? do you want to feed…AHHH" the ancient hag speared me right on my limb.

"see this clock, you are going to die in 3 days" she pointed at an old rigid type of clock but I could see it was exactly six o'clock.

"Ah. AHHH!!, What is wrong..." before I could finish, all I could see for the next second was a slab of wood coming at me at full speed.

*PAA!!*I believed my head broke from the impact but it wasn't the case. My body was uneasy with pain crawling down my head to my toes.

My eyes became weary and deem with blood gushing out of my head like a faucet. Things became too fast for me to capture with my eyes, and my reaction and everything within became slow, it felt like her dream came to pass, and I was dying.

"It's not yet your time to die, dear," she said.

I could see well but what I could see was her dressing and cleaning up the wound. "What... What are you doing..." before I could finish I fell inanimate again but before that, I could see her leaving through somewhere at the back.

*

Trembling in the unconscious I opened my eye to see I was covered in water and then I looked down to my stabbed area and saw it no longer existed but I was sure I was really stabbed this time, and also did with my head, I hardly felt pain from it again but I was still tied up. I looked at the clock again to see it was just some minutes after nine, I started looking around but I couldn't capture the location of the old lady and I assume she wasn't there yet.

I plotted an escape in my head and used the back door she uses to get out since the trap door was looked from above. The chair was wooden, it would hurt but I had no choice. I started dangling the chair from left to right and continued for a while until the chair was pushed enough to fall and break.

It fell, it broke, and it was unbearable, I stood up as fast as I could but because of my condition, as fast was still very slow. I turned to my back to escape to notice the old lady was watching me along and was preparing for another moment to tie me up again.

I started running forward and forward, but she caught up to me, as I turned she was raising an attack towards me with the same knife she stabbed me with but this time I dodged and used the little strength in me to push her against the closest table there, a glass bottle filled with a pinkish substance from down revealing a tremendous stench, I was about to run when I noticed I couldn't move anymore, I looked down and saw little of the pinkish substance on both me and the old lady and *SLAM!!* to the ground I and the woman fell, could tell that our body both became numb and we couldn't move.

It wasn't an escape for me but since we are both down it would be okay, or so I thought. The old lady started moving and suddenly stood up and started walking toward me, I tried moving but it was useless.

She got to me and grabbed me by the hair and started dragging me from the hair and the front to the end of the room, it was a painful thing to happen to anyone and the most painful was not being able to react to the pain at all.

On the way to the back she picked up the rope she previously tied me up with, she took me to the back, "you can see, just some hours left till tomorrow and I will put you out of your misery, but for now I will go and wash this off"

She tied me up totally and then went to grab that same slab of wood, "sweetheart, this is nine o'clock, in the morning or at night tomorrow, we will say our goodbyes"*SLAM!!*she hit me again and again continuously until she caught a glimpse of me finally out, tears rolled out of my eyes at that point.

The next time I became aware and conscious again

It was around 1 in the morning the next day. I could finally move again but I was feeling heavy on the throat"maybe this is *coughs* finally my demise" I realized, speech was now a hard thing for me. "I should just wait for the old lady to come..." for a slight moment, I could swear I caught a peek of anon right in front of me, it was like he was going above the trapdoor with some other people. I was certain he was here with me now but the only mischievous thing was how did he just appear in a twinkle of an eye.

"An.. *cough*Anon"I couldn't speak loud enough for him to hear me but besides he wasn't there again. I presumed he was looking for me and all hope came back, I tried to get out but it was worthless. I could only hope he gets back before Anon gets to me on time. I watched one hour pass by and there was no sign of anon again. Right there it took place again but this time I was in a different room for like three seconds, I was untied I was mesmerized by the changing environment, Anon wasn't here this time if I would had known I would have moved away. Everything went back to normal and I was tied up again.

"why am I this *cough* dumb?" that is all I could ask myself. It was early getting to the main morning and I believed the old woman would soon come, "Anon is alright and there is no reason for me to not be *coughed twice*"I was determined, and after some minutes passing by it happened again, I didn't know why things where glitching but all I was happy about was seeing anon again.

This time he appeared again and he looked like he was being in pain yes I could catch sight of his leg being pierced by one of the shattered pieces of the damaged glass, luckily he wasn't close to the pinkish substance, I could barely speak out, so I didn't speak out, I knew he will eventually get to me.

I became very much calm because I knew for a fact it was me he was looking for and could see he was getting closer and closer.

I waited peacefully as an hour passed by, now I was sure the old woman would soon be back but I wasn't moved or unhinged. I knew it would happen again and this time for the better, yes it did happen again, Anon was standing right at the end, on the other side of the room.

This time everything was going well and he wasn't disappearing, he hasn't seen me yet, he walked a bit closer and I watched him puck up the same piece of glass that pierced him an hour ago. He noticed that the pinkish substance and like I assumed, a determined anon wouldn't leave it alone. He was about to touch it and I would want what happened to me to be in his case also.

"can't you be..smart for once? *coughs*" I let out,

he looked up and was confused, the room was still dark and he couldn't see me still.

"who is there" he questioned.

"Just in...a ma..tter*coughs* of short duration, you can't recognize my voice *coughs" I replied.

He came closer and closer and then he could finally see me.

The joy that filled in me was up to his because at that very moment I could tell that we were almost in tears.