The Never Ending Journey (Superbook Reimagined)

Chapter 43

"Right... "

"We better get a plan to 
 rescue Christian."

"We can't get through to those guards because both of us are women." 

"--yes and I--on--ly--through those doors," added Roi while shoving a bread into his mouth.

"He's right Zoey..."

"When did you know how to communicate with pigs?"

"Hey!—I'm right here." Roi corrected me with a grimace.
"Whatever... " I stretched my eyelids to shrewd myself to come up with an idea. A shriek from Maggie filled the room and we were all startled. "I'm done sewing my husband's clothes!" said Maggie while lifting her husband's clothes with joy. 
Then it hit me. "That's it! —disguises!" I was impressed, surely.

"You mean we dress up as men?" 

"Yeah... "

"Ok? "

"Let's do it tonight!"

"Wait no! "

"What do you mean no?"

"It's too risky and it's suicide."

I sputtered in disgust. 

"This is a great opportunity!"

"We can do this tomorrow in a nice way, Zoey— where we can get through the gate—nice and slow."

"Yeah—besides, we still need to help Maggie with her wedding... "  They complain in front of me even though I had enough of it. It boils like a magma that represents my patience that is going to explode at any minute. "Fine!—you guys should know your place, where you came from—remember that getting attached is like putting poison in your beverage without knowing it."

"We can still save Christian tomorrow!"

"Sure... we can wait here until he dies!"

"Ughh... you're overthinking it."

"I'm not like you, Joy! —I wouldn't hurt my friend, who is not even my cousin, but he made me feel what loyalty is and I know you wouldn't even care for others because you only think about yourself! —I don't need you or anybody else—I'm willing to take that risk for what I only have, which is Christian! " I walked out of the door with a feeling of anguish. I was also jaded.

"Zoey!"

I tucked my hair inside a linen hat, tightened my chest and jolted my neck a little.

"Ouch... "

I kept my eyes beyond the limits and sauntered through the halls. The moon sat still in the sky as I watched towards the gate. I deepen my voice.

"Halt!—don't move! "

"Gentleman... " I greeted them gruffly.  "I'm just heading to jail... guard time—it means I work here."

"Are you sure? "

"Yes—indeed."

"What is your name, young man?"

"My name?—uhh... Pa--pre--Pedrophen Duckilton." pauses stout in my throat as I deepen my voice. Holding that grip on my clothes. "What's that on your feet?" he searched and fumbled at his feet. I saw the keys hanging from his side hip, so I slowly groped and pulled out the keys straight into my pocket. "Sorry, I thought it was something—well I'm going—bye."

I searched for a way to get to the jail, and I saw it across the slit hallway. The guard felt naive as I walked through the bars and saw a blonde guy with a sullen expression who was Christian. 

"Psstt..."

"What do you want, man?"

"I don't believe that you stole a horse... " I released my normal voice to remind him that I was going to save him. 

"Zoey?"

"Don't worry, I'll get you out of here."

"No! —get out of here before they kill you."

"I'm not leaving without you."

I unlocked the bars that surrounded his freedom.
A shout suddenly broke down through the dark night that touched our spine.

"Halt! "

"Run! " I pulled Christian towards me even though he was acting like a girl. We move through the right and left corners, but a dead end splashes through our eyes while tentatively scared of the guards that thwarted us. It felt hopeless in a moment where I found myself numb about loyalty. It actually made me think about Joy, how she broke me and crushed my spirit. I don't know if I could ever forgive her.

*Splash of a broken glass*

"Huh?" A sword
of wind slices through the atmosphere. In other words, someone breaks through the window.

"Arggg... "

A terror yelped appeared to my conscious as a sharp needle. Cracked bones appeared as well, and I knew something wasn't right.

"Go and let me handle this!"

"Joy?—wait, don't kill them! "

"Zoey, there are some things we can't escape from—go to the left corridor now! " Joy didn't hesitate to slash their throats out with a slice of blade. I also saw anger as she twisted their necks while covered with blood. She even bounced back through the wall with a great sense of speed. I don't know why she didn't kill me in the first place. Am I a threat?

At last, she sniffled with exhaustion, wondering if I was still mad or not, but there was no option for both of us, for she was drenched in crimson blood.  A little girl suddenly shrieks while stopping by to see a terrifying murder. She was too young to open her eyes, too early. And it was then, Joy had to run towards her. I clenched my teeth not to scream too loudly. A sudden revulsion prickled ahead of me and it was Christian who yanked me out of that scene.

Christian carried me on or somehow pulled me, forcing me to escape a dreadful sight.
After that night, I never had so many nightmares as before. I couldn't think straight about living, but I'm still breathing as a human being. Meeting Joy across the courtyard seems to be more evil than before. I'm shuffling my options like a piece of dice, knowing that this is wrong or right. This is just too much!.

"Joy! " I picked up a glass of bottle from the ground and smashed it on her head.

"No! " Christian tangled me up in his arms, trying to stop me from killing her. "Why?..." Finally, I release what's inside of me."I want it, even though 
I don't want to!" She slowly recovered from my hate, but not for too long.