125 Maggie says - Part 4

"You're doomed," said Maggie, shaking her head, then proceeding towards the door without even bothering to give me a further explanation. 

"Care to elaborate?" I scoffed, annoyed at how she talked crap, and then just left. At least tell me why she thinks I'm doomed. "Are they not normal snake bites?" 

"Of course not," she said as she sat back down, sighing as she still needed to stay longer. "Those snakes—I assumed they were initially a statue, yes? Then they turned to real snakes," I nodded in response to her query. "Those snakes are the guardian."

The guardian? What a silly name for a snake. 

"And what are they supposed to do?" 

"To kill and to protect," Maggie said with a smile, as if pleased with the outcome. "They're made to protect whatever lies behind them and to kill anyone who goes beyond them."