Emily walked into the already lit room in awe and also in wonder as to why the room was lit.
“It’s beautiful. Momma would’ve loved this.”
She said, throwing the second thought to the air and carefully looked around, not wanting to touch anything bad as she didn’t know what things occupied the abandoned room.
She kept walking when she set her eyes on a glass bottle filled with a blue liquid. It bubbled on its own and produced gas at the same time.
“Wow.” But just as she reached to touch it, she heard the squeaking sound of a moving chair. She turned immediately to see a young beautiful lady sitting down with a kitten in her hand. Emily moved back in fear of who the woman was and how she appeared there.
“Don’t touch that and don’t be afraid.”
The lady said and turned to face Emily with a broad smile on her face
“My name is Rena, what’s yours?”
“I…I won’t tell you, you’re a stranger.”
“You’re also a stranger to me.”
Emily looked at the lady for a while before lowering her head and whispered her name to herself. Rena chuckled and stood up from the chair to go to Emily.
“I heard you, Emily. Nice name.”
“Who are you?”
“You’re smart.”
But Emily didn’t respond to that, instead she looked at the blue liquid in the glass bottle.
“What’s that?” “Poison.”
“I wasn’t going to drink it.”
“No, but it would still hurt you. The glass bottle is an Illusion, but the poison is real. The original owner of this underground room and this entire house set his traps this way, and he makes them the most attractive so that intruders, when they see it and touch it, die.”
Yet Emily didn’t say anything as she didn’t understand most of what the strange lady had said, though she wondered how the woman managed to know a lot.
And once again, the very question Emily asked Rena came back
“Who are you?” Emily asked and Rena sighed before walking away from Emily.
“I’m Rena, your guardian.”
Emily’s eyebrows furrowed at the strange word
“What’s that?”
“A person who will be there with you in your good and bad times.”
“Then where were you when those bad things happened to mummy and daddy?”
“Oh, honey,” Rena began and walked over to the little girl, squatting to her height.
“Now, your parents are not my responsibility. You are.”
“But my parents are my family so whatever happens to them happens to me. You’re a bad guardian. Go away.”
Emily said and folded her hands stubbornly and turned away from Rena. But Rena didn’t move from where she was
“I’m sorry about your parents. But I couldn’t do anything about it.”
“Where are they?”
“They’re in heaven.” Rena said with a bit of hesitation.
“But then that means they won’t ever be coming back.”
Emily said and slowly turned to Rena
“I miss them, here is so cold and lonely.”
Suddenly, a brown coat covered Emily’s small body while she stared in awe
“Wow, how did you do that?”
“I’m a guardian, remember. So I can do anything, but not everything. I can’t bring your parents back.”
Rena said that last part when she noticed Emily’s unusual smiling face. But at that statement, the girl’s face became dull once again.
“The family up there are good people. If you go up there, they will accept you.”
Rena explained with hope
“Why did my parents leave me?”
“Because the bad people chased them from this world.”
“So, they are in another world?”
“Another kingdom.”
Emily’s eyes lit up at the information but dulled as soon when she remembered something
“But you said they are in heaven.”
“Yes, and heaven is a kingdom.”
Once again, her dull eyes brightened at that
“Where is it? Can I join them? How do I go?”
“You can only join them if you die.”
Rena explained though as painful as it was to do so and Emily’s shoulders drooped at the sad information. Her parents were no more that’s why they went to heaven
Tears began to form I her eyes at the thought of never seeing them again, especially her mum.
“Hey, Emily, I’m here with you.”
Rena tried to console the girl but the latter didn’t want to be consoled
“You’re not my mother. Go away.”
Rena stared at the child for a while before walking away from her with hands behind her.
“After 200 decades, history is about to repeat itself.”
“What are you saying?”
“In saying, little girl, that you are history and you are about to happen again.”
