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She leaned down to look inside the well and sighed. Tucking back her hair behind her ear as the evening wind blew.
 
"I told you not to be a curious cat," she scolded looking at the well to receive a small 'meow' from it. Her cat had stepped on the edge of the well no matter how many times she placed it back on the ground and as expected it fell inside it,

"You know what I'm going to leave you here and get you once you reflect on what you did," she said firmly and heard her cat meowing non-stop as though it was asking for her forgiveness. 

Spotting a bucket with a rope around it she took it and lowered the object down carefully but the length fell short. The cat could get into it if it tried but it seemed to have different plans as it sat down. She leaned forward as she stood on her toes, making the bucket touch the cat.
 
"A little more and you can provide the cat with your company," a voice said behind her, leading her to almost fall in if it weren't for the stranger's hands.

"My my, what a troublesome girl," the owner of the hands around her waist said.

Lillian was adopted by a demon couple and was happy with how her life was going on until an unfortunate incident. An incident that will pull her back to where she belongs. Juggling with her past and present will she survive the future?

The Demon's Soul

"What? Why are you looking at me like I'm a ghost?" Marc asked me while he his head in his hand.


I looked at his eyes that had turned back to his normal iris color now. There was no change in his facial expressions and everything seemed fine.


Was Marc in transition? Didn't the treatment work? I questioned myself. Before I could dwell more on it, Dozer, the dog began growling lightly looking up.


"Come on we need to get out of this place before more guards come here," I said pulling his hand with mine.


We ran up the stairs and the corridor, getting out of the building was easier but somewhere in between, we lost Dozer's sight as he was too fast for us to follow. Marc and I stopped in front of the two narrow passages ahead of us. Small torch of lights was placed around and we looked at each other. Behind us, we heard voices due to which Marc dragged my hand as he took one of the passages which we weren't sure of.


Waste of time- Part 1