Here I am again with a new chapter. It took a while, gomen!
And many thanks to bellemere. 1 for your dear picking agent. * you cuddle very doll * And I hope for more clerks.
Then have fun reading!

Are you serious?

I unintentionally open my eyes. Somebody apparently turned on the light, which I honestly didn't like at all. My eyes had got used to the dark so nicely.
I try to catch the bright light with one hand so that it doesn't appear so bright. But then I see a person coming my way. I couldn't see the face. Generftly I let out a hum. If the person does not have food with them, they can experience something! Because my stomach has been growling since last night. I don't even think about getting bandages or something similar to me.
To my amazement, the person moves towards the door and a little later rummages around in his pocket. Can I go out?What am I thinking about? I'm not at home here. The person will definitely just look to see what's wrong with me.
The door opened with a loud squeak. Now I could slowly see that the person is a boy. About my age. Binn times what he wants.
"Stand up!"
Oh God! His voice is just as numb as the old geezer who found me. That can be cheerful! I will definitely notice a lot of the cold nature of these residents. If not all of my life. The boy stands in front of me with his arms folded. I couldn't see the boy's eyes. Apparently it was better that way. That was enough for me, from the old man.
I reluctantly try to get up. This turned out to be quite difficult as one of my arms was still hurting like hell. But somehow I manage to get on my feet. The boy continued to stand quietly in front of me. It really wouldn't be bad if he worshiped his help!Doesn't he see that I can barely hold on? And again I got a hum from my lips.
When he saw that I was standing he just turned around with the words: "Follow me!"
Hey He just leaves me here alone! With quick steps he disappeared behind the door. That can not be true! In this house one could spread a little manners.
So I try to catch up with my deliverer as quickly as possible. To my surprise, however, he is standing on one step and waiting for me. I really didn't expect that now. Somehow this pleased me and a small smile flits over my lips.
Since this stairwell was lit, I was able to take a closer look at the boy. What I noticed immediately were the blue stripes on his cheeks. Some kind of war paint that you can't see everywhere. His front hair shone in a silvery tone, while his back hair looked more black or dark blue.Pretty strange. And the eyes were deep red. But they were beautiful. I think so anyway.
The boy's clothes were actually ordinary. A white scarf hung around his neck and the trousers with the light jacket were perfect on his muscular body.
Of course, the boy noticed the looks on my part and immediately raised his cool voice.
"Do you want to put down roots here? Please move your legs! Or do you want to freeze to death down here?"
He was right about that. It was freezing cold down here. I could even see my breath. So I didn't hesitate and walked over to the boy. He arrived at a door and stepped out of the cold stairwell. I followed him quickly.
Once at the top, I immediately received a pleasant warmth. How much I missed this. Although I had only been down there a day, I was longing to get away from here. But when the boy brought me up, my mind changed a little. But maybe he only came to me to blame the old man.He would then certainly throw something like "You heckling piece of dirt, now you are dead" or "Now you will get your just punishment .." at my head.
Inwardly, I imagined everything possible until the cold voice spoke to me again.
"Come along!"
Wow! He can give orders. But that doesn't calm me down at all. I'm actually not at all used to this cool and dismissive manner. Apart from the many people who call me scum. But even with them I don't see these indifferent and repulsive gestures.
And only now do I notice: he didn't mention my ears. In general, the first words of the strangers that I hear are: "What kind of ears do you have?" But apparently it doesn't bother him a bit. Without further comment, he goes up a flight of stairs.
A low sigh escaped my throat. It wasn't normal. My legs moved as if by themselves, and hurried after the boy who had already reached the end of the stairs.When I was up there, I first had to take a deep breath. How can you build so many steps in a house? That's the horror. I looked skeptically back into the auditorium, where we were just five seconds ago. I had to find out that we are at an enormous height, with an uncomfortable shiver running down my spine.
"Come on now!" I heard the same cold voice again. I'm slowly getting used to this tone because I'm not particularly upset.
I look around curiously in the corridors in which the boy leads me. I could see old scaffolding and lots of oil paintings that looked pretty creepy. I honestly can't imagine what Ken was trying to steal from here. Because I haven't seen gold or anything else yet.
But what a lot to me, that the doors we passed were carved with Brawur. In each one you would recognize a different symbol. Tigers, birds, kites, and much more.Truly amazing! Then these people must have a lot of money.
Suddenly the boy stopped. I almost went in, but at the last second I managed to catch myself. "We're here!" Said the boy and went into one of the rooms. I follow him reluctantly. What does he want from me?
It was pitch dark in the room. Apparently these people don't know any light. To my astonishment, however, it got light immediately. I almost folded the cinema down. It was just breathtaking. Although the room was not particularly large, it was very comfortably and seriously furnished. The walls were pale yellow, but somehow they shimmered with a shiny gold. In the middle was a small old couch, which was also in a dark shade of yellow. In front of it was a small table with a glass top, and the edge was decorated with gold. There was also a small chest of drawers here, and a mirror hung above it, also decorated with gold. The big window told me that it was pretty dark outside, but it was only 11 a.m.It's strange! Is that normal?
The boy who had accompanied me upstairs told me to sit down. But I hesitated. What if he wants to do something to me? Who knows, all of this could be a distraction. This beautiful room was more than suspicious. Maybe he wants to distract me and then stab me from behind or do something else. No, my friends! But I don't play along with that!
As the boy saw that I wasn't moving and was staring in his direction with piercing eyes, a small grin crept onto his lips. But now I was really flabbergasted. He just dares to grin in my face? At first he pretends to be cool and aloof, and now he seems to have found his good mood again, what! That was really abnormal.
He came up to me with drawn steps and stopped right in front of me. His red eyes literally burn into mine, and a slight but mocking sentence comes out of his mouth. "Do you want to go back?"I immediately had to swallow. Of course I didn't want to go back. In no case will I go back to this cold and dark cellar, which had almost robbed me of my feet! But on the other hand I don't want to be murdered either!
The boy's breath brushed my cheek and faint creeps covered me. You couldn't take it anymore. Somehow I felt uncomfortable in my skin. These eyes! Just ... oh what do I know! In any case, I could no longer hold his gaze, and looked slightly to the side. It started to rain outside and the individual raindrops hit the window panes.
Suddenly I winced when I felt soft fingers under my chin. With direct pressure my head was turned back, so I was forced to look into the red eyes again. “Then sit down!” His grin was gone, and his menacing undertone came back to life. It can change quickly.A little hesitantly, I stepped next to the sofa and finally sat down on the soft. Actually very cozy. But my ears and my eyes always followed the boy, who now disappeared behind another door that was on my left. It basically left me alone. Is that normal? I could go out of this room at will and flee. Didn't he think so? But if he's so stupid, there's nothing I can do about it.
So I got up to get out of there as quickly as possible. But when I got to the door, I found that it was closed. Damn it! Does that have to pass me through? Can't I just have a little luck with him?
Depressed, I let myself wander down the door. Now I really don't have a plan how to get out of here. Apparently this is my fate. What I wouldn't give just to be free again. Stroll through the park with Christine, or go to the butcher's with David.It was always fun. When I think back like the plump man behind whom Teke used to yell at us to get out of here. And then how people looked at us, just laughing to death.
It was still raining outside. I got up and went to the window. The clouds were very dark. It's going to be a violent storm. I turned my head briefly to the door where the boy had disappeared five minutes ago. What is he doing for so long? Not that I'm particularly interested! But it is unusual. He didn't come for the next ten minutes either, and I was starting to get really worried. What if something happened to him? Great! Now I'm also worried about whoever keeps me prisoner here. It's awesome!
I finally hear the wooden door open. My eyes wander from the landscape to what is to come. What I saw amazed me one more time. In his hand he had a small white box. What does he want with it?When he sees that I'm already standing at the window, he tells me to sit down. This time I obey his orders straight away. But I warn you! One wrong move and you're due. With one jump I let myself plop down on the soft sofa, which I immediately regret. A sharp pain ran down my arm.
With a pained face I look at the boy in front of me who has sat down on the table