My pupils shrink as they move around in pure horror…. I scan my surroundings frantically…. The limited lighting of the luxurious room making it difficult to see differences…. Then my gaze lands on Kota…
He is sitting on the carpeted floor his back turned to the door….
Suddenly…
His limbs twitch unnaturally…. The sound of stretching flesh and cracking bones filling the room…
I try not to vomit….
Despite my fear… I step forward my magic infused rusty pipe still in hand….
I then tap his back with a trembling finger my breath shaking heavily….
His head turns painfully slow towards me….
"Oh you are here!!!" A childish bubbly voice comes out of Kota's vocal cords….
I stumble back almost tripping on my own feet…
This voice…
It's the voice of the ball of light from the white space I entered when I was fighting Joon-ho in the underground train station….
My breath hitches…
"That saved me the effort of looking for you…" the cheerful voice said as it used Kota's already shattered limbs to stand up surprisingly…
"Where's Kota?" I shout angrily…. For I have no knowledge about this creature who possessed the elf's body…
"No need to fume…" the bubbly voice laughed in a childish manner…
Then in a shot… bright white light sprang out of Kota's eyes and mouth…
I gasp…
The creature who possessed Kota released an enormous amount of aura…. making me fall… my face slamming onto the floor harshly….
"Now that I have your full attention—" the creature chuckles mockingly…
"What about the restrictions of THE MIDDLE???" I struggle to form the sentence my voice strained…
"Oh—" the possessed Kota tilts its head "we are out of it…" it crouches and touches my brown hair gently….
My sky blue eyes widen in confusion….
Does it mean we aren't in THE MIDDLE…?
Or something else entirely…?
Questions float down my thought stream overwhelming me with possibilities and worst case scenarios…
"Don't worry little writer…" the possessed Kota narrows its eyes…
"How How How ???" I stutter in utter disbelief my brain unable to form words…
"We know you well…" the voice uses Kota's broken body so as to pinch my cheek playfully…
"Stop!!!" I scream closing my eyes shut in order to rid myself of this nightmare…
"Reality already shattered the moment you lift your pen… or should I say typed on your laptop…" Kota's possessed body moved away from me and sat down on an arm chair….
"I am surprised… really… surprised…" it continues its agonising words…
"What are you?" I groan in pain as I try to get up from the floor…
"Not yet…" the voice says cheerfully…
"Little writer—" it adds smoothly "we will give you an offer…" it uses Kota's face to smile…
"Don't call me that!!!" I warn with a groan of full fury…
"Fine—" it chuckles in a childish tone "anyways… you have a message…"
[Within the heart of a writer, lies sprout, truths get buried by the concept, a world shattering the entire foundation of the previous one, the one in control isn't who you presume.]
"Keep it safe!" The voice uses Kota's face to wink at me…
Then the world wrapped onto itself plunging me into pure darkness…
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I hear faint muffled sounds from a far… of varying tones of emotions from worry to anger…
What did it mean by control…?
Am I truly the writer…?
Or just another pawn?
My questions freeze as light comes back to my world…
The sounds become clearer…
"Marcy she is waking up!!!" Philip shouts loudly….
"Calm down Philip!!!" Marcy nudges little Philip….
"I need to question her…" Kota states coldly…
As I get up and my vision becomes clear I look around frantically….
"Jina we need to talk in private…" Kota the elf grabs my arm harshly…
I nod and follow him…
Me still disoriented from what happened earlier….
"I am all healed thanks to a high grade elixir…" he says reassuringly as he sees my confusion…
We enter a small interrogation room and I sit down opposite of the elf…
"I will start—" he wipes his forehead anxiously "I was reading a book then suddenly I heard a voice in my head… I know I sound crazy… but the voice mentioned you…" Kota mutters in a confused manner…
"I heard your agonising pain—" I whisper "then I fainted at the sight of your twisted limbs…" I say half truthfully…
I couldn't tell him everything….
He is a character of my book after all…
And somehow I might be a pawn…
I sigh…
"I believe you…" Kota smiles gently at me realising I was still in shock…
"The voice comes to me time to time…" he whispers under his breath yet I heard him…
Is Kota somehow connected to that cheerful voice…?
Is the white void controlling Kota?
If so…
This is too dangerous for me to handle alone…
I need someone I can trust…
Someone who isn't part of the story…
I shake my head…
Then we get out of the interrogation room…
Marcy and Philip run towards me hurriedly…
They hug me tightly…
I smile…
If there's someone I can trust it's definitely Marcy…
She isn't part of the story…
And she is a kind and understanding soul…
I am not sure about Philip…
Dragging a kid into this is too much…
"She is innocent…" Kota declares to his men…
The elven soldiers nod in unity then they leave….