Ch 5: Nothing personal

It seemed like yesterday when I was living with my parents. Still, was my parents only son, torching my glorified life to every one, carrying my family pride with me everywhere I went, then perceived about my other siblings before I grew myself as a responsible adult, I came across with a family legacy that was bestowed upon me by my bloodline. Thence, that happened. The day that changed my whole life.

That incident happened, was almost a week ago, no signs of my parents, alive or dead, what a tremendously petrified situation for me a domestic pet of my father. It was shocking experience indeed but somehow I am managing to understand my actual presence in life, I have no understanding of the bizarre things like emotions, I didn't felt anything, just took a big gasp of fresh air then cleaned it up all the unnecessary mess, my elders did during my nappy time. It seems to me more terrifying than the incident itself. I can understand what I am becoming but what can I do to make myself more humanly, all the mess are made by experienced adults whereas I am a simple juvenile, longing to survive during my puberty of young adulthood. I do have a hunch of who were my father's friends but how many were they that I have managed to survive. Must be my father, sheesh!!!!!! I missed the best part of my father's live action when he was saving us. Us? I am missing that to say, my nurturing mother where is she? Dead or alive or saved by my father? Lots of questions but no one to answer, what should I do or how should I rescue them? From where and how? I have nothing in my two hands until they strikes me again. Feeling naively lolly at this moment, too much wishy-washy, I have to read that to find out something from out of nothing, I guess.

I can't think of anything, feeling totally crap about myself, completely empty. Finding needles in the ocean seems like end of the beginning. I need to read the ancient historic Latin-Hebrew book of my ancestors and need his castle address which is my family heritage, I hope it's secretly written there in small notes somewhere. That big red leathery book is starting to giggle to my limitations of excitement. I took the book to read with Latin-Hebrew dictionaries, internet and all the relevant informative sources but it seemed I couldn't help myself to think that it's nearly impossible to translate the whole book and then read to know what is still unknown to me.

It's going to take a big patience and time for spontaneity to work on the whole translation of my inherited treasury's of ancestors.

It became my daily routine to study and translate the book. It took almost two and a half months to transform the whole book into an English translated book of knowledge.

During the whole time, I was eagerly aiming for the address of the castle to allocate but nothing I could find. Everything seems to be nuisance act of negligence.

All there was few new unknown creatures that we could encountered with but I don't think personally, my father faced anyone of those creatures. Vampires, ghoul, werewolves, frankenstein, demons, monsters, zombies and ghosts etc. etc. could be our Dracula clans biggest threats. But for now, I need to solve the hidden equation of this book.

There was a some sort of secret envelope that I found out recently, it was underneath the book 's last page. At first, I didn't see that, it was completely old book sufferings for going through all the hard times. The book is slightly puffed up on it's last part that's why probably, my eyes ignored it but when I started to examine it again and again every page and every wrong to make it right, used lemon to reveal the invisible ink, used heatwave from the sun page by page then I saw the thin envelope that is transparent enough to be unseen. It was meant to be hidden from any naked eyes.

It is an envelope where letter space is given there in between. I never saw such kind of letter in my life.

After reading that long secret letter, it is almost in the same size as the book, I know now what I have to do.

It was always been under my father's wings. The passage of the castle was at his hometown. It was underneath the lake we owned. I need to swim deep and find the way. It's easy to read but become harder when I got in there. Almost noon, still I have time to try once or twice to find the way. The lake is not that small and has mountains surrounding the lake from the outside world. It's nearly impossible for me to know what is beyond those mountains and heavy rainforest. Here, the sky is falling over the mountains to hide the top of them. Even helicopter can't be used to see. Too much windy clouds make it nearly impossible. I am ready to swim deep now, no one with me to encourage, trying to remember my stepmother's face and her kind words. I adore her. She made me what I am today though it was all my father's enchantment. The ironic realty of my life. Everything is fabricated by my own father who was never there from the began with, always I was on the capable hands of others but standing here only me now who is carrying his legacy and trying to avenge him that I don't think I can.