Chapter Sixty-Five: Walking Towards Her Doom

"It will hurt."

"Huh?" 

Emily stared at the masked man in total confusion as she could not understand exactly what was going to hurt.

"Hurt?" She asked as her eyes turned to look at the stream that was flowing at a little distance from her.

That stream was probably the most beautiful sight of the entire forest and as the silvery moonlight fell on the running water, a spectacular sight was created that could lure anyone into its depths.

"The moment you will step away from me, the pain will return. And it's going to hurt too much." 

Emily kept staring at the masked man as his explanation to her confusion made a realization dawned on her.

She had no idea exactly how and when it happened but somehow, all the pain that she was feeling because of the injuries that she had received thanks to her attackers, had disappeared at some point.

Her body was still covered in blood and scratches, but there was no pain.