Monday, 14 July 2008
07:47:05 PM (GMT)
Eichiro spent the rest of the day to himself, not saying anything, nor
eating anything. His only thoughts were of Mana. When someone tried to talk to him,
he only said one or two words. His leg was fine, he thought. But Kiri thought
otherwise. Although she knew nothing of first aid, she said she had seen better
wounds at a crime scene. But he could walk, and even run, normally. There was certain
emptiness in the camp. Nobody was the same without Manaís spirit. Before long, the
sun was close to hiding behind the tall towers of rock surrounding them. The whole
day, he felt as if they were being watched by the same pair of eyes that were in the
morning, and the others seemed to notice it too. Before they went, they would have to
check, so they donít do anything foolish. But they were all too tired to do that now.
The only thing on all of their minds was sleep.
Eichiro woke suddenly in the middle of the night when he heard a branch snap behind
him. He was sleeping lightly, and it startled him. But now he was certain that
something, or someone, was watching them. He cautiously stood up, his eyes trying to
adjust to the dark. There is another snap to his left. He starts to approach his
left, but them a snap came to his right. Were there two pairs of eyes? He would have
to jump at one, and let the other go. He waited for just one more mistakeÖAll of a
sudden, there is a blinding flash behind him. He takes a leap to the direction of the
camera. He comes in contact with another figure. His eyes were somewhat blinded by
the flash, but the figure is definitely human. A boy his age. The two boys go
wrestling with each other. The opponent bit and clawed at Eichiro, Making his old
wounds hurt all over again. The boy finally manages to free himself from Eichiroís
grip. His vision had cleared up, and he could see more clearly. The boy had neatly
kept brown hair. He wore a worn down vest-which looked like it was made for a girl-
and t-shirt. He wore shorts on his lower body. He wore glasses, and in his hand, he
had a camera. Was he a spy who was working for the enemy? Before he had a chance to
think about it, the boy sets the flash off on his camera, blinding Eichiro. When he
regains his vision, the boy is long gone. He was certainly sneaky. But still what he
was doing puzzled him. Why would he need a camera? If he was working for their enemy,
he would know what they looked like without pictures. He was very powerful man. He
made his way back to the camp, all the others still sleeping. He thought over the
incident as he tried to drift back to sleep. He could not understand why a boy his
age would wear a hand-me-down vest made for a woman. He was probably underprivileged.
But he didnít have the energy to think about it any more. His old wounds still hurt,
but he still fell asleep nonetheless.
Eichiro finds himself Dream Traveling again. He is at the entrance to the large
castle built into the mountains. This time, he is determined to find Mana, to make
sure sheís safe. He rushed to the dungeons as fast as he could. When he reached the
dungeon corridors, it wasnít as silent as one would expect. He could hear very faint
sobbing. He recognized the voice only too well. He follows the sounds until he
reached the cell that he marked. Sure enough, there was Mana, Kneeling on the floor,
her face in her hands, sobbing. Her body is covered in cuts and bruises. She looked
devastated. She seemed to notice a presence and looked up, expecting a guard, but
when she saw who it really was, her face filled with joy. Eichiro walked through the
cell door, and Mana leaped up and hugged him. He wasnít expecting that reaction, but
he slowly wrapped his arms around her.
ďIím so glad to see you, Eichiro.Ē Mana struggled to say, her voice breaking up.
ďDonít worry, Mana. Me and the others are coming tomorrow morning to get you out of
here.Ē He didnít want to mention that he was here earlier looking through her stuff.
He didnít want Mana to think that he was disrespectful of her privacy. But he didnít
need to mention it.
ďEichiro, they took my flute. I donít know why they would want itÖĒ
ďItís more special then you think. Iíll explain everything when weíre out of here.Ē
ďYou sound so confident.Ē
ďI have no doubts weíll get you out of here. Nobody will get caught again.Ē
ďIím sorry for abandoning you guys. I realize now that it was foolish.Ē
ďYouíre forgiven. You donít happen to know where your flute is, do you?Ē
ďI think they put it with the weapons. But Iím not sure. Itís a strange place to put
ďItís not too strange. Youíre probably right.Ē Mana tried to smile, but he could tell
she hurt all over. He spent the rest of the night talking with her, comforting her.
The last thing he said before waking up was that they would be after her before
When Eichiro Woke, he felt emotions that he had never felt before. What they were,he
didnít know, but they werenít too important.
There was hope.
He knew Mana was very brave, and somewhat ignorant-he hated to admit- But now it was
his time to return to favor!