6 Lost?

Sam only woke up after the thick fog last night suddenly disappeared. Replaced by sunlight from between the branches and leaves. Along with the sound of the chirping of small birds flying in the sky.

His eyes blinked slowly. He winced slightly when he felt the pain in his back that was still bleeding. His thick eyebrows furrowed, his hand rubbed the back of his skull and found bloodstains there.

Only, Sam forgot. About last night. Yes, all that introverted man remembers is, taking a walk through the woods with a friend. But he forgot who it was because all Sam remembered was a bright red hoodie and a gray backpack.

"Where am I?" he muttered softly.

His body felt afternoon and was difficult to move. It was as if all the passwords had slipped out of place.

Sam was still looking around. Looking up, towards the sky that is so bright today. You can see the blue color stretching across the sky, along with the white rolling clouds, creating a painting of nature that is so soothing to the eyes.

Dimly afterward, Sam heard a voice calling his name. Not only that, but he also heard the barking of a bloodhound which gradually sounded closer to him.

That guy was right. Not long after, several bloodhounds from the Belgian Malinois race appeared around him.

There were two of them in total, each circling Sam's limp body helplessly on the ground, barking loudly.

Only then did some police and volunteers appear. They quickly ran towards Sam. Helping the boy lean on the roots of the fir tree while performing first aid before being taken to the hospital due to severe injuries to the skull.

"Good grief, Sam! What has happened to you, son?"

It was Mr. Peter. Sam recognized him so well, because of his soft and unique voice. However, Sam's eyes grew heavy again. His body also lost power, after that the boy did not remember anything except Mr.'s voice. Peter kept telling him to stay awake.

At 7:00 p.m., Sam regained consciousness. This time, his sense of smell was immediately presented with the smell of intravenous fluids that was so stinging. Striped white sheets and light blue clothes have been attached to his body. The bandage was also wrapped neatly covering the wound on the head.

The loner looked squeaky. Hitting the tip of his forehead, trying to remember what exactly happened and what he experienced yesterday.

Only, a knock on the door woke him up. Sam hastily looked over there and found a black-haired girl who almost covered her entire face like a ghost.

"Rose, what are you doing in her-akh!" shouted Sam suddenly.

His hands deftly held the part of his head that was throbbing again, painfully.

"Visiting you, why?" replied Roselin flatly.

The girl was still standing in the doorway looking at Sam with such frightening eyes. No doubt, Sam slightly felt a negative aura rising around him.

"Is that so?" replied Sam, grinning.

I don't know, the man was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Sam, do you know where Lisa is?" asked Roselin again. But he put so much emphasis on his words in the name 'Lisa'.

What's wrong with that girl? Sam didn't even know she was in... My God!

Sam's eyes immediately bulged perfectly. He just remembered that the friend who accompanied the trip with the red hoodie and gray backpack, Lisa.

And yesterday, Sam stupidly intended to rape that girl? Good grief!

Where was the man's conscience the other day?

"You just remembered, huh?" said Roselin as if she knew what was on Sam's mind.

Slowly the shaman girl began to walk closer, towards the hospital bed that Sam occupied.

The creak of his loafers creaked, creating a strain that disturbed Sam's ears so much. In fact, without the boy knowing it. The fine hairs on the nape of his neck had been bristling since a few minutes ago.

"Sam," Rose called.

Now she was standing right next to the quiet boy. Her face was facing the wall behind Sam and one side of her long bangs was slightly parted, revealing her right eye staring in horror from the side.

Roselin's pale lips twitched, creating a devilish smile which was then accompanied by a devilish laugh that came out.

"I want to play with you!" she whispered later, which managed to make it difficult for Sam just to take in the oxygen around him.

Not long after that, there was a scream that was so painful it reached every corner of the halls of the hospital.

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"Deal, you say?" Lisa asked.

Her eyes glanced at Damian who just nodded his head without taking his eyes off her face.

"If it only benefits one side I refuse," said Lisa as she pushed Damian's shoulder to put some distance between the two.

Of course, Damian who immediately received such a blatant rejection did not remain silent. He grabbed Lisa's hand again and then cornered her once more towards the pine tree trunk.

"You have to!" his orders without being opposed at all.

His jaw seemed to harden, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

Lisa's brows furrowed in disapproval for a moment. "Who are you to order me around, huh? Do you think you are, God? No, do you!"

Ugh!

Damian wanted to rip that pretty mouth off. It was just that his already raised hand suddenly stopped in midair.

It was undeniable, Damian was furious. His breathing was heavy and his face was as red as a boiled crab.

Really. If he wasn't fixated on the beautiful face of the girl in front of him, the brown head would have been separated from its place long ago.

"Why? I was right, right?" said Lisa with a small smile.

Her hands crossed in front of his chest. Then her gaze arrogantly looked at Damian who was desperately trying to control his emotions in his place.

"Up!" The man said.

The point of his eyes turned sharply and stabbed into the bone. Slowly Damian candled his head toward Lisa's ears, then whispered.

"It's up to you, but do not blame me if there will be many immortal creatures you'll see in this place. We are this fine, Miss. You're just a weak mortar that will easily we dismiss in an eyebrow. It's just a wild rogue you've been in the evening, but if you're still burning this place. It will be many other clan crowd you, I went!" Damaged, long before reversing his Lisa lost the words.

Honestly, the gunning of the male crazy in front of the girl is true. Lisa is just a weak man who happened to get lost in this place. It could be, Damian's saying will happen if she is still silent here. It's just that she should accept the deal?

Lisa did not even know the contents of the offer. It could be, right, this crazy man intends badly to him. Or he intends to rapid her and make Lisa as slave sex. Oh my God! If it happened, Lisa would kill Damian mercilessly.

"W-waiting!" prevent Lisa stunned.

Her heart did not approve of this decision, but the logic said if Damian's greetings were true. Hut hesitantly, Lisa raised her face that battered. Then staring at the doumous back that had appeared to stop the step in front of him.

"I received your offer," said the girl quickly found a nick smile at the published tidied.

'You're!'