Catherine

Oh no! I must hurry. Thought Catherine to herself. Her carriage had been waiting for the past twenty minutes. She couldn't believe she was getting late, again.

Last time, the coachman had left without taking her, because she made him wait an hour.

Why must packing things take so much time? She didn't even have much stuff, to begin with.

After pushing everything inside, she grabbed a thin piece of cloth to tie her suitcase together in an attempt to lock it, since the lock didn't work.

She slid the door from behind her and put a lock on it. Ready to leave.

The coachman got up from his seat and helped Catherine put her luggage inside.

"Leaving so soon, Catherine?" Asked Mrs. Campbelle.

"Yes, Mrs. Campbelle! I'm going to visit my grandmother back at Wockart Bridge." Catherine replied.

"Take care, honey, they say the abjens were spotted there, they've been causing trouble." said Mrs. Campbelle.

"That's why I'm leaving, I thought it would be good to bring grandmother here, till the abjens go away." Catherine replied.

"Ahem" The coachman cleared his throat, signalling Catherine that if he had to wait any longer, he would charge more. But before he could say something, "Let's go shall we?" Catherine asked the coachman, who was surprised by her tone and didn't say anything. It was like he was making her wait.

It had already been an hour, the ride was going smooth so Catherine decided to remove the curtains and look outside the carriage, she was never one who could resist nature. And it had been so long since she had last been on this road. When it came to sceneries, the road from Drakonshire to Wockart Bridge was the best.

Peeking outside the window, the warm sun touched her skin, her eyes shining a beautiful shade of emerald green.

Everything will be fine.

She repeatedly told herself, mentally. She was just going to get her grandmother and leave as soon as possible for Wockart, without being noticed.

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Three hours had passed and it was already dark outside. The carriage continued on its way, faster than before.

A fog started to grow outside the carriage, slowly creeping inside. Catherine grew uneasy.

Oh Dear Lord, please.

She could hear her own heartbeats. It was the abjens, it had to be them.

Wait — if it really was the abjens then the coachman!

Suddenly Catherine heard the horses squeal, she stretched her hand out to remove the curtains from the front window, her hands shaking as she was struck with fear.

Her eyes widened and her hands moved towards her mouth as if she was covering them subconsciously, to not let even a faint voice slip out. The coachman was no longer running the carriage. He was nowhere to be seen and the carriage was running on its own, the horses seemed possessed, their hair a fiery red and the body that glowed a blackish-red hue.

She needed to leave but had no idea where to go. If she would've left the carriage then that would mean death, and if she stayed sooner or later she would die.

The decision was made for her as the carriage turned over and slammed on to a nearby tree.

Slowly climbing out of the broken mess of a carriage, Catherine struggled just to stand.

She came to her senses soon enough when she started hearing voices in her head, voices that she didn't understand. And so she ran.

Abjens, here... I don't understand, weren't they haunting the forests near the borders of Wokart Bridge and Selschey Pek. They weren't supposed to be here.

It seemed like she had been running for hours, her legs starting to give up. She couldn't keep up anymore. As her legs gave up she collapsed under a tree, her vision fading away.

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