Knight Of Pensylon: Rise Of The Cavalier
Chapter 14 - Insanity

BRUK! BRUK! BRUK!

"OPEN DOOR! WE KNOW THERE'S SOMEONE IN THERE!"

From behind an Istal door whose wood was beginning to decay, a voice called out to me. Forcing me to come out.

Is that the people around? No way, I recognize their voices. This one voice, I just heard it now.

BRUK! BRUK! BRUK!

"QUICK OPEN! DON'T MAKE THIS WORSE FOR YOU, KID!"

Any worse? I think having someone hit my stables door that hard and telling me to open it was bad enough for me.

Don't-don't, they'll do the same thing that happened to the head that was on me!

Oh, Pensylons. Help me, how should I stop or at least escape from this madness?!

DREK!

For the Soul of Pensylon! They brought axes?! THEY BROUGHT AXES?! They intend to destroy this rotten door, with an axe?! Are they crazy?!

With the axe slapped towards the door of the stables, I knew one thing for sure. Whoever these people are, they came here, to hurt me or even meet me with Pensylon's Soul up there.

"Damn! Spirit!"

The door opened slowly. Hence, I was as fast as I could jump towards Spirit's saddle.

"You know what to do, Spirit?" I asked Spirit.

Maybe this sounds silly or childish, but I've had them all these scenes with Spirit before.

Just in case there was someone from outside who wanted to force their way in while we were at the Instal, we had a special plan.

We'll be darting out of Istal as fast as we can, just as those guys open the door.

The plan worked before. Yes, managed to make Dad shocked half to death and make Mom punish me not to set foot to Istal for the next few days.

It seems Victoria was right about me being a bit childish, but it's not the time to talk about that! These people want me dead!

BRUK! BRUK!

The door opened, and I was already holding onto Spirit's bridle with a forward focused look.

"You ready, Spirit?" my many.

DREK!

The door of his Istal was already almost destroyed, several small pieces of wood had been bounced inside. The door hinge has also been removed one, and soon two.

Here's time.

"COME ON SPIRIT!!! HYAH!" my spoken.

The clement! The clement! The clement!

Spirit was going so fast, I had to put extra energy in my hand so as not to fall to the ground.

BRACKET!

The door of Istal was completely open, and from behind it, I saw about 3 people with unfamiliar armor and emblems on their bodies.

Not to forget, they carried torches in their left hands, and swords in their right hands. Clearly, they were not Knights of Pensylon.

They're completely strangers, and they're ready to kill me.

Luckily for me, I already knew how to escape from them. I can confirm that none of them expected me to do this.

The proof, when I passed them. I saw no sword swing at all towards me, nor towards Spirit.

"DORNE! OI! BACK!"

Never will, I will never go back there. I still have one thing to do anyway.

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"MOTHER!" my yelling.

Here I am, in front of a rickety house whose doors are not even symmetrical. Burned by the fire that began to subside, but still burning.

"DORC!!!"

I dove into the slightly muddy ground beside Spirit. Not forgetting, I rubbed his head for a moment while saying...

"Listen Spirit. I'm going back here. So just wait for me, but there is one exception.

If you see anyone like that in Istanbul. No need to wait for me, go as far as possible. Don't even think about going back to save me.

Understand, Spirit?"

Spirit nodded small, he understood my point. Without lingering, I immediately ran into the house.

I don't know what's so bad waiting for me in there, but it's as bad as it is. I hope it won't haunt my mind forever.

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"Mother? Chris? Christina's? Christa's? Daddy?" I called all my family members.

My family, they must be okay, right?

Hot air surrounded me, as well as smoke that made me have to cover my nose so as not to be inhaled.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! MUMMY?! CHRIS?! CHRISTINA?! CHRISTA?! DADDY?! WHERE ARE YOU ALL?!" I screamed with all my energy.

There was no answer, apart from the sound of burning wood, and also some that were heard would begin to collapse. I have to hurry, and I have to find them myself.

Start from the dining room first. There's no one here.

Bathroom, nobody.

Bedroom, that's it! They must have all gone to sleep. I need to check it out right now! My bedroom first.

"AWH!!!"

Goddamnit! This door is so hot. Is behind this door just fire? Huh! Stupid fuck!

Kriet's! BRUK!

"YAHHH!!"

BRUK!

From behind that door, there was someone. His skin blistered, covered in a bit of cloth that burned slowly, unconscious.

"IN THE SOUL OF PENSYLON! CHRIS!!" I cried to my first brother.

I shook his body, he didn't wake up. I slapped him in the face, he didn't wake up. I yell at him, he's not awake.

I checked his breath, he wasn't breathing.

"CHRIIISSS!! Hicks!" I shouted before I started sobbing.

With Chris' death, doubts and pessimistic predictions began to flood my head, sparking a no-no.

What if Mom dies too?

What if Christina is dead?

Will Christa die too?

Is all my family dead?

I had to hurry to find them all.

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Chris is no longer saved, so it would be better if I just look for one that can still be saved.

I investigated my bedroom. There was no one else but Chris who was lifeless there.

Is Christina still alive? Did he manage to escape? Is he safe? Thank goodness...

But there's no time, I have to find Mom, Dad, and Christa. They must be in their bedroom.

The tep! The tep! The tep!

I ran there, finding out if they were in the room or not.

"MOTHER?!"

The door to his room was completely open very wide. I'll never leave the door unlocked before she goes to sleep.

But this time, the door was wide open.

Something must be wrong.

With a little bit of my courage (granddaughter more precisely) left, I went in there. To find a scene that I'm sure will forever haunt my mind.

"For the Soul of Pensylon... MOMMY!!"

Mother was lying on her bed, with blood running down her mouth, nose, slashed neck, and also from behind her skirt.

I can't imagine what happened to Mom. Her neck was slit, bruises were all over her body, then blood from behind her skirt. Did he just

BRUK!!!

FOR THE SOUL OF PENSYLON! I was shocked after hearing this sound of wood falling down right behind my body. That's when I realized two things...

I don't have time to grieve, I have to get out of here, as soon as possible!

The deg!

"Ohhhh!!"

BRUK!

Shit, I tripped. It must be because of the wood that collapsed from a- Wait, no! NAY!!

"Christas..."

I stumbled by my youngest brother's body. His head was crushed, as if it had been trampled by someone.

I tried to retreat slowly, I was still in a sitting position, so I moved with my hands. Till...

Greb.

I held onto something, and I knew it wasn't wood or furniture because the texture was too soft. I no longer dare to stare, because I know.

I know what I'm holding is a human hand.

Because I no longer dared to stare, I just touched that hand. Up to his shoulders, to his body, to his head, to his feet.

Female.

Younger than me.

On his face was blood.

Wounds all over his body.

Half burned.

Nonliving.

With the guts I still had, I looked at the body slowly but somewhat less clearly because of the smoke and tears that flooded my eyes.

It was then that I looked at the body and realized a fact that completely shattered my previous expectations.

Christina didn't run away, she's here.

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