Aberdeen City, 16 years ago
7-year-old Ansel just felt ringing in his ears, his vision darkening, and his entire body shook in fear.
He didn't know what happened. One time he was playing alone in the sandbox, next it was all dark and cold, and scary.
"When will they send the money?" Little Ansel turned his head to the door, hearing an unfamiliar voice. He was answered by another strange voice, one with an annoying screech to it, and the sound alone made the sensitive Ansel frown deeper.
"The woman said to give them an hour."
"As expected of famous literaties and scientist, gathering funds everywhere isn't a problem." A disgusting cackle sounded afterward, joined by hoots and celebratory yells.
Ansel still didn't fully understand his situation, but he knew he was in trouble.
Was he going to die? Like those rabbits in Animal Planet?
However, before he dwelled on this thought, he felt a tap on his shoulders and he flinched by instinct. He almost yelled out when a small hand blocked his mouth. His eyes widened as he saw the most beautiful eyes staring back at him.
"Shhhhhh!" She mumbled cutely, placing her free index finger on her lips. She then turned her head to behind the barrel. She waved her hand at him, telling him to follow.
It was a small hole hidden behind the barrels, he watched as she crawled inside and her butt even got stuck in the hole. After struggling she managed to squeeze in, and the sight made even the most timid kid, him, chuckle.
But when she disappeared, little Ansel couldn't help but just stare at the passage, not really knowing what to do.
But then her small head appeared again and she stared at him with a frown.
'What are you doing?' She mouthed. 'Come on!'
His body moved on its own to follow. He was smaller than she was so he didn't struggle to enter at all. It was just that his arms touched sticky substances that made his skin crawl.
However, before he could even look at her with tears in his eyes, she was already crawling meters away from him, totally unaffected by the dirt.
Seeing that there was no one to comfort him, he pursed his lips and followed.
Following her lead, he crawled with her on the dirty floor covered with disgusting muck and sludge.
It was still dark, cold, and damp—
But he didn't feel as scared as he had been.
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Ansel ran to the door, closing it, using his whole weight to block the door.
Heaving a deep breath, he used much of his strength to quickly pull the side table, blocking the door from the feral creature pushing on the other side.
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