Vairety could feel her skin prickling up as they left the mall. Not because it was cold or anything, but because she could tell something bad was going to happen. Ash muttered something but she wasn’t interested in that. She was too caught up in the feeling, the feeling that she was either being watched or followed.
Ash then said something about a taxi, and absent-mindedly Vairety replied that she could pay, if she really wanted to get one. The feeling was getting too strong for comfort so Vairety pretended to look in her duffle bag, an excuse so she could check behind her without seeming too obvious.
And that was when she saw them. The five expressionless men in a black getup walking a couple of metres behind and across the street. Suddenly, a clap of thunder emitted from overhead and Vairety used this as an excuse to hurry.
“Come on,” she whispered, grabbing Ash’s arm and dragging her along, she noticed that Ash must have been cold since goose bumps were sprinkled all over her tanned arms. Vairety gave a little smile, because she felt quite warm.
But that was the least of their worries. Everyone had gone cowering away from the rain, and it was now a clear fact that the men were pursuing them.
She knew she needed to tell Ash without being to obvious as to turn around and point directly at the men, so she grabbed her cousins’ arm and pointed to a shop window. “$320? Hope your not planing on buying that!” Ash said, shocked, since she hadn’t seen the men in the reflection but the horribly expensive jewellery.
“No. Not that, look in the reflection,” she whispered and pointed to the reflection of the men. “They’re following us. . .” Vairety then decided to pick up the pace, pulling her cousin along stubbornly.
“Do you think they’re stalkers?” Vairety shrugged as the rain annoyingly got in her eyes.
And then she saw, from the corner of her eye, as Ash stupidly looked back to check and noticed a lump in her throat. “When we get to the bend, run,” Vairety whispered to her casually.
Although Vairety did enjoy a good mystery she didn’t exactly want to be in one. She imagined a good piano piece to go with a scene like this—something with a low, slow tone. That would work out well.
But Vairety was soon driven away from her musical day-dreams, since she was becoming quite puffed out from walking speedily all the way, and had started feeling quite nervous—wondering wether they were going to make it out alive or not.
As they hit the bend, Vairety could hear the thump of the strong, mysterious men gaining on them and she was happy as she preferred running over weights so she picked up the pace, all the while dragging Ash along with her.
And then her eyes lit up as she spotted the backstreet and shoved Ash in.
But she soon realised that her judgement was a little off, thinking that the alleyway would lead them onto a main street as she sprinted her little heart out whilst ushering Ash along.
Vairety gave a short glance at her cousins’ face which was staring straight ahead in disappointment as soon as she realised it was a dead end. “Vee you idiot,” Ash shrieked when they hit the wall. “Well, since you were the one who dragged us in here I’m suggesting you go first with the rape and murder!”
Obviously she was thinking the worst, I mean, maybe we just forgot something? Vairety thought, but really, who was she kidding? She knew they were bad news. She looked around everywhere, trying to find an exit, but she could feel her body shaking in fear.
“Well. . .” Ash started. Vairety glanced at her deep, red, fear-filled eyes. Great last words, Ash, Vairety thought sarcastically.
As the men bounded closer and closer they began pressing themselves even more against the wall behind them. Vairety couldn’t help but stare them straight in the face noticed that they all wore an expression that Vairety had never seen before—the expression of dread. This kind of fired Vairety up, what the heck were they dreading? They’re not the one’s being chased by five men!
She turned to Ash, wanting to say something, and noticed that they were focused on something in a puddle of murky water. “Ash? Could you look at something more useful?” But Vairety never spoke the words, since she was shocked, the men were so close now that she could clearly make out their raspy breathing.
Ash obviously hadn’t heard it, since she took Vairety’s arm calmly, “Don't you—” but she was cut off as one of the men grabbed her arm and she let out an ear-piercing shriek. His pale white face was full of dread, his bushy, dark-brown eyebrows rose above his big, midnight blue sunglasses and his thin, long lips were a pale beige. Then Ash tried a couple of kicks and punches but he managed to dodge them all, panting.
And then Vairety saw the necklace, it’s large, black gem gleaming at her. She quickly grabbed Ash’s hand, trying to get it so she could peg the necklace at the man, since it was rather ugly. But as soon as her fingertips touched the wet, rusted, gold chain, a blinding flash of white light enclosed around them.
Vairety had no idea what was going to happen, but she had an idea that were they were was just as bad as being in that alleyway—at least somebody had a chance of finding us there. But here, here they were nothing, no one—not even a speck of dust. And then, just as quickly as the thought had left her mind, Vairety was drenched as if she was in water or something, but as far as she could see there was nothing but white.
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