buts, we have to get out of here!" "But my father is here and other people, they are in danger!" I shouted desperately and wanted to run, but a hand grabbed my arm and jerked it to the side. I stumble but didn't fall because of the firm grip. "You're safe! We're getting out of here now! Immediately!" The man shouted angrily. The figure behind me pushed me forward.I didn't even think about disappearing here and fought back with a sudden strength that developed out of fear and anger that they didn't care about other people.
"Tarek!", Came the voice of the man walking in front of me. I felt a strong thump on my neck. My eyes went black and my eyelids wanted to close. "Why ..?", My lips whispered before I sank into the darkness ...

I heard voices talking eagerly, but couldn't understand the words, I felt a hand on my forehead. Slowly I opened my eyes a crack, I could also hear the voice of a woman who spoke reproachfully: "Tarek, you don't hit girls. And especially not if you are in mortal danger." "Mother." "Besides, you would be with yours Rescue operation maybe killed, you worried me! "" Mother, she listens! ", Said the boy's voice, louder.
Next to me someone winced noticeably and leaned over me."It doesn't seem like that to me!" Said the female voice. "Then you can go when she sleeps calmly.", Said the boy. "I give up, you can't be told anything anyway.", The woman mumbled and the mattress on which I was lying moved, footsteps could be heard then a door slammed.
Beside me I heard a crunch and the voice of the old man, which I remembered well, said: “There really is someone awake.” The voice was very close and I barely winced.
"Well, someone who doesn't want to see anything. Ah ... ouch, I hate knives like that!" The boy growled.
Since I could only see light with the slit open eyes, I opened them completely. I was in a sunlit room and lay in a large bed. On one side of the wall was a chest of drawers richly decorated. I turned my head to the side and saw the man sitting in a rocking chair by the bed.
I tried to straighten up, but I felt dizzy and felt a supporting hand on my back helping me up.When I was reasonably comfortable, I looked around. The boy who had halfway saved me sat on the window sill and did something on his arm.
The man looked at me, a worried look in his eyes.
The boy cursed softly who I assumed was Tarek. A drop of blood ran down his arm. I was shocked to realize that I also had a wound. I looked down at my torso, lifted my arm and lifted the shirt I was wearing now. There was nothing under the fabric, absolutely nothing, not even a scar or something.
"You slept for two days, you were lucky that you only got a paralyzing poison and no other poison," said a voice next to me. I looked over and straight into the blue eyes, again I got the feeling as if his gaze penetrated me.
"Three days?" I asked quietly. I didn't get Tarek's answer from the man: "To be precise, it would have been almost three if I hadn't ..." The meaning of the blow came into my head: "That was you?""Who else? The traitors would have put a sleep spell on you and Alan next to you wouldn't have done it any differently."
Tarek jumped from the window and went to my bed, he looked at me and asked: "How much longer do you want to sit here?" I looked down at myself and mumbled: "Ummm ..."
"The boy is right, up with you!" Said Alan, picking me up, then placing me on the floor. I was barefoot but had pants on. Testing I took a few shaky steps, Tarek nodded and ran to the door and opened it. I went to the door and through, I felt that I was still a little dizzy. But I felt that Alan was walking behind me and paying attention.
The boy in front of me led me into a kitchen with a stove and table with a few chairs. "You're awake," said the woman at the stove and smiled. She was beautiful, slim, with brown hair and eyes.
A soup was simmering on the stove, I smelled it and it smelled like ... "Ramen?", I asked and sat down at the table. The woman, it seemed to me as if it was Tarek's mother, frowned and said:" Yes, right. Didn't think you knew it. "
No longer smiling, but with a serious face the woman approached Alan and tapped his chest with her index finger.
“My son could have died, do you even realize that?” Alan just smiled in amusement and disappeared at the door as did Tarek.
After a while the ramen was ready and the woman served me a good portion. I ate in silence and was amazed that I was so hungry. I just couldn't believe that I should have slept two full days.
I ate three bowls, I couldn't get any more. The woman gave me a worried look. “Can you tell me if there is a door to the outside?” “Of course, my child, you just have to follow the hallway to its end. There she is and please call me Felia.” “Thank you,” I said and stood on .As described, I went to the end of the hall and soon saw the door. I turned the door handle and saw a beautiful meadow. Grass and flowers grew everywhere, trees stood in a wide circle like a wall around the large clearing. In front of me stood two snow-white horses, tied to a beam supported by two posts, and snorted.
I went up to them and stroked them. "Do you like them?", Tarek suddenly stood next to me, sweating from what he had just done. "Yes ..." I said softly and stroked one of the animals' nostrils, it snorted and pushed its lip on my hand. I laughed softly it tickled.
"Can you ride?" Tarek asked from above, he had jumped on one of the horses. "Uh .. Yeah .." I stammered surprised and looked at him. He grinned at me, then darted off to the meadow with the one horse. I stared after him, then I turned to the horse and found that it wasn't wearing a saddle but a blanket with a belt that ran around the front of the chest and then another that ran under the stomach.'How do I get up there now? 'I asked myself, looking up at the horse's high back. Then an idea occurred to me, I untied the animal and placed it in front of the post so that it stood sideways, then I climbed up on the post and swung myself onto the animal's back.
A memory came over me, so suddenly and so surprisingly, I longed for my family, my friends. I started to cry indefinitely, I didn't want it, but it couldn't be suppressed, I was so unhappy.
I felt a tear run down my cheek. Very gently I felt a hand lay comfortingly on my shoulder. As I turned my tear-streaked head I looked straight into Alan's blue eyes, his look worried and compassionate.

"When I was your age, my parents were killed in front of my eyes, I just escaped. A man picked me up and taught me the arts of magic. Later, when I was enough and wanted to get revenge ... I could it not ... i too desperate.You know, your parents that you have are only foster parents and they took you in for a reason ... "he said, then the man was silent.
"What reason?", I asked but Alan was already walking away, leaving me alone with the open question, but I hadn’t seen any sadness in his eyes. The pain ?
I could not think long, the Tarek emerged from the bushes and called: "Are you coming?" He turned his horse again and I had to hurry to come after. So I pulled something on a rein and the horse went into the right position and started to trot. It was very easy to steer and I forgot my thoughts in the fun and just enjoyed it ...
Tarek suddenly galloped off and I couldn't follow quickly enough, I galloped in the direction in which he had disappeared, but I didn't catch up with him and didn't see him anymore. I was lost and I shouted softly: "Tarek!" I was afraid, I didn't know my way around here! And Tarek seemed to have been swallowed up by the earth!Tears welled up in my eyes, I fought hard against it, crying was now useless.
I managed not to cry anymore, but panic rose inside me! Breathing heavily, I turned my head in all directions, the horse snorted calmly. 'Oh no! Where am I ? 'I thought in panic.
To calm myself down, I sat down on a fallen tree and took a deep breath. 'Very ... calmly .. breathe in slowly ... in and out ...', I say to myself and it works, I slowly calm down and could think clearly again.
I looked up at the sky and tried to determine where south was, I was sure that the house was in the direction of the compass. I regretted my not being good at geography and sighed. Could I ever leave here again? It was getting dark and a hidden feeling told me that it wasn't good to be alone here in the forest.
Suddenly I heard footsteps, I listened, it sounded like three pairs of feet.I looked around and soon saw three people step out of the bushes.
In the front walked a blonde girl with oversized fans and she argued violently with a boy who was painted on the face and wore a funny cap, as well as three mummies on his back. Behind them ran a red-haired boy who scowled and his jade-blue eyes seemed pretty cold, I found the eyes suddenly impressive, but also eerie.
The girl seemed to have noticed me first and came closer. "Who are you?" It asked and looked at me searchingly, it seemed to me as if I wasn't sure whether I was an enemy or a friend. "Zala Kyoshi," I replied quickly. The smaller of the three eyed me, it was kind of creepy, I quickly turned my eyes to the girl.
"Zala-chan, what are you doing here so late?" Asked the blonde, the painted boy looked at her angrily, which is why I didn't know.
"I ... h- got lost," I said with a stutter.The girl put her hands on her hips and smiled: "You don't have to be ashamed! Where do you live?"
"In a house south, I think ..." I answered and looked at the floor. It had not escaped me that the redhead was looking at me, cold, but wasn't there a little curiosity in it?
I looked a little to the side and quickly away again, the boy had noticed it and again assumed a cold look, an ice cold and bored one.
"Mhm ... I didn't know there was a house here, did I Kankuro?", The girl said to the boy with makeup. He just looked at her and shrugged my shoulders.