THE RYLIAT

They went on riding down the path. The men were chatty because they had forgotten all their worries and a few minutes walking down the brown path the story of the Ryliats had now become like a myth.

They were on the park for over four hours and then they still had not encountered anything.

"Erik are you sure there is any such creature here?" Harry asked with a laugh. "I can neither see nor hear anything dangerous. The place looks so fucking good and simple."

The men laughed in unison.

Erik ignored them.

"Do come on Erik." Harry laughed. "We are just making a plain and simple joke. Not everything has to be so strict."

"Fine." Erik shrugged. "Believe what you want to believe at your own risk then."

They went on the journey for a few more hours and when it was noon the men were exhausted.

"My God." Philip cried in horror. "Can we rest? This journey is excruciating. My bum hurts from sitting down here for so long."