You ever had a day were you weren’t yourself, but you had no idea until you got knocked sober? That was what happened when the carriage exploded into wood and splinters. Not only was I able to think more clearly and feel a hundred percent, but I mainly felt a hundred percent when the pain hit. I instinctively closed my eyes and jumped back from the new hole in the wagon, trying to flee. Doing so, I found myself tripping into my companion. There was a roaring and barking going on outside, lots of howling and noise.
“Shit!” He shouted as the wagon gave a groan as another force hit the carriage again, tipping onto only two wheels on the right side. “I told you not to do that.” The cart righted itself, I myself eventually getting the courage to open my eyes again. The carriage was practically the whole left side. Another thing was missing, or rather, person.
The carriage lurched and dipped forward, roughly stopping. Hisao and I were thrown into the wall, more white hot pain shot through me as I choked back a scream. I was getting tired of taking random beatings, my body could only take so much trauma.
“What the hell is going on?!”
“Randorians. They hate the light.” He quickly got up and blew out the candle lighting the carriage, looking around frantically.
“What the hell is a Randorian?!”
“A winged demon that is similar to a harpy without feathers.”
“Like that helps me out any!” He glared at me, throwing the candle at me.
“Just shut up, okay?!” He said through grit teeth, looking where our other companion was, finding out that she was also missing. “I did not need this shit… almost had her under, too…” I was lost. Randorians, pain, almost had me under? What the hell was going on? “Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh.” He looked around, his ears twitching left and right. “You here that?”
I listened and heard nothing. “I don’t hear a thing.” He nodded at me and moved to the side a bit.
“That’s the thing, I think they are gone. They just got rid of the light, then moved on their way.” I blinked to myself. That was it? Really? He moved closer to the hole in the wagon, looking back and forth before speaking again. “Alright, we’re going to have to move on foot from here on.”
“Are you insane?!” I whisper shouted. “With those things out there?!” I felt my anger coming back like you wouldn’t believe.
“They won’t touch us if we don’t have any light. Now come on.” He hopped out of the wagon and walked to the front of it, leaving me alone. I bit my lip and cursed, soon following after. Why was everything beginning to feel like it was scripted?
“Hisao!” I silently shouted. “Where did you go?” I looked around, but the only thing I saw besides the carnage of our wreck, was the expanse of the wood. My vision was clearing still, and I was beginning to think and question things, first of which, why didn’t I freak out more about being gender flipped? There was no sense behind anything that was happening.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when someone grabbed my arm. I jumped, almost screaming as loud as I can. Looking over, I saw Hisao. He was talking to me, and yet, I was getting nothing. After a few seconds, sound came into focus, catching the last of what he was saying. “... What are you waiting for?”
I looked at him, and the dream feeling was back. “This… what is going on… I have never felt this before...this isn’t real... “ You can feel pain in dreams… but you couldn’t die in one.
The way he looked at me would have been textbook for how to look at an idiot. “Are you insane?! They are coming, this is real, let’s go!” Barking this quietly, tugging at my arm. I would look at him, tugging my arm free.
“No! This isn’t real!”