After I had tightened my sky blue hood around my shoulders, I continued my journey through the village. I had almost forgotten how fun it was to play soccer.
It felt like it had been a forever since I last touched a soccer ball.
My head turned around in every direction and corner of the busy street, my eyes wanting to capture as many details of the village as possible.
I was still amazed by how big and lively everything was. Even my neighborhood has never been this chaotic, and there is a college guy - named Carl - living next to me. He was the one who sent me a drawing of flowers when I was in the hospital since he can't afford real ones.
Carl literally hosts a party every week, something I don't really mind since we get along and all. However, I can't say the same thing with the other neighbors who hate his guts. . .
An abundance of noises drowned my ears, especially the shouting from the salespeople who tried to catch everyone's attention. Due to them distracting me, I almost didn't jump out of the way of some running kids.
That was a close one, I tried to avoid standing in the way of the other villagers, but it's easier said than done.
This is why I wish I could fly, because only then would I know where the heck I am and get a better sight of my surroundings.
Wait a minute. . . Seconds passed slowly as the raindrops of realization turned into a heavy storm. Then, the tsunami finally hit me.
Where am I?
My head turned around like an owl, searching for a way out of this full-packed sea of people and animals. However, every inch was occupied by someone or something, which left no escape route.
To not feed the panic, I planted my feet on the ground and let my eyes wander for an exit. A cold, collected mind was needed If was going to make it out.
Suddenly, a carriage was lifted and taken away, barely exposing a narrow and dark alley with no one swarming around it.
Hallelujah! I cheered and speed-walked to the shadowed alley.
"Thank God," I mumbled when I reached the soulless corridor, pressing my back against the cold, concentrated wall.
I need to get home. Who knows how long I have been here?
If I didn't contact Hazel before the night hits the day, then I could just wave goodbye to my freedom and life.
Meanwhile, my mind was dwelling on whether I should ask for directions or not, my eyes began to travel down the dark alley.
I threw another look around me, bewildered over the lack of people.
Was it a dead-end? Or maybe it's the home of the Mafia? Wait, did these gangs even exist at this time?
As my list of query grew longer by each thought, I found myself walking down the alley to grab the chance of finding an answer rather than chewing on hypotheses.
I know what you're thinking: 'Have you never seen a horror movie?'
My only defense to that question is that my curious mind always gets the best of me. If I don't figure something out, I will become restless for an entirety.
Perhaps the saying 'the curiosity killed the cat' is spot on, however, in my case, it should've been 'the stupidity killed the cat'.
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