I was dreaming about my favorite food and was very satisfied with the cuisine, spread in front of me. Before I could even eat a morsel I was woken up from my dream by a sharp pain in my finger. And that's exactly when my horror story starts.
Waking up with the sharp pain, I find I am surrounded by many people, girls I guess and this old man who is wearing white clothes, constantly pricking my fingers with needles. My brain goes "WHAT THE HELL!!" Did I just shift from my foody dream to an ancient dream? I tried blinking my eyes multiple times to see if this will vanish but nope, I am still here.
And worst that old guy was just brought out a thicker needle, " Am, I gonna be pricked with this thick needle" Shit, I am scared silly by their actions. Looking at the needle that was coming near my finger. I tried my best to get back my hand and jerked that old guy's hold on my hand.
I backed away at the speed, even I was not sure I ever had and I banged my head behind the bed. Before I could even ask anything, everything blacked out.
I woke up again in the same place. And yes the back of the head is hurting. I am still surrounded by people. However, I am feeling like I am kidnapped in this ancient setting. Yet, I can't do anything. Finally, I made up my mind and I moved a little bit slower.
This time I was afraid of any mishap, the moment I sat up. I realized my body is very small, just like a youngster I guess. I am wearing some loose dress I guess. This time the smart old man is sitting far away and observing me like a specimen in the lab. And the little girls are looking at me with sympathy I guess.
Whatever it is, I know one thing, this ain't my home. I gotta go home. But this ain't my major concern, I want to know where am I and who's body am I occupying. I am 25 years old girl, I should be calm as all the books recommend, but I am not able to calm myself. Who the hell will be calm and cool when they wake up in an unknown place and somebody else's body. "Hell, I wanna go home".
Oh coming back to reality, I try to sit properly and get down from this bed. Oh, I am once again observed by everyone like I and some wounded animal. Anyways, I am not gonna look into these people. I just don't understand anything. I slowly slide down from the bed, despite being watched and I go to the only door visible in the room.
Slowly, I step down from the bed and walk towards the door. I wobble towards the door, I feel I don't have any strength, did they inject me with some drugs. Damn it, I try to increase my pace and try to reach the door faster. Once I reach the wooden door, I grab the handles of them and pull them open. Wow, I think I will be out and then I will go home. Still, many thoughts run through my mind which I ignore.
Let's just face whatever comes, when it appears. With this motto, I reach forward. I yank open the doors and I am met with several people looking at me. "Mommy, I am scared." was all I felt. Those scary eyes of everyone and why is their ice everywhere. Every guy seems to have come out from a drama, heck they look good, but their eyes are so scary ready to kill.
I try to ignore their stares and walk forward hoping they will ignore me and yes they do ignore me once they have looked enough. I just feel like I am monitored closely, am I gonna die. What on earth did I do wrong. Where am I? Who will answer my questions? And why is everyone here Chinese and in ancient clothing. What sort of drama are they shooting and Why was I kidnapped. Oh no, what happened to my real body. Where is my body? Am I dead? so many questions damn.
I ignore them and walk forward and these people don't even stop me. I walk fast and cross this house I think. Walking in the snow barefoot is troublesome and I can't bear the cold temperature Wearing just this thin sleeveless puffy dress. I walk fast towards the door. It's so hard to walk. Why is this house so far from the road?
I keep walking straight somewhere far from the place. But I haven't even reached that far. In those moments I am rejoicing running away from this place. Suddenly, I am surrounded by teens wearing black clothes I think it's a uniform. Heck, Just what happened. Why did they let me go earlier? if they were gonna surround me later. Why give me hope.
I try to walk ahead and this guy just removes his sword which was hanging around his waist. And blocks me with it.
"Mommy, what is wrong with these kids". I stand still looking at him with shock. He ignores my eyes and blocks me. After standing there for 5 minutes straight I try once again to walk forward. But it's the same, this kid just won't let me go.
Bloody hell I am gonna freeze with all the thin clothes and ice which is already reached my ankles damn I am gonna get frostbite. I think I am already changed into an ice candy. These kids are wearing layers and layers of clothes. Damn, I wanna go home.
After what felt like forever, this kid finally moved, I tried moving forward wow, I think I am gonna fall, I knew I am gonna be frozen. God, moving is so difficult. I wobble forward like a penguin. As these kids let me move. As I am looking down at my feet for any damages. And they look bloody, I still ignore the pain wobble forward with bloody feet in ice.
I'm losing my calm and everything in front of these kids. Damn bully me because I'm so thin and bloody. Hell, Let me go home and have food then I will teach these kids. I am hungry, weak, and hurt. What sort of situation is this. God knows what's happening. I wobble forward looking down and 'slam' I banged my head into this kid. "Argh..., my head " I lose my footing, and since I am falling because of this kid. I grab his clothes tightly. He grabs my waist and pulls me up against his chest.
Looking up I see his face close up and he is looking down at me with red eyes. I blinked twice and it was still red. His gaze was hot as hell like he is gonna kill me. And he did tighten his arms around me. It hurts, I tried wiggling out of his arms but to no avail. He tightened his hold again.
"Damn, Is this kid gonna just squeeze me dead". I glared at him and stabbed my nails into his arms but nothing. Suddenly his eyes glowed with a bit of gold. And I was shocked and astounded looked into his eyes. They looked beautiful, mesmerizing I must say. Then my eyes wandered around his face. Completely forgot my situation at hand. I gazed my eyes around his face, Phoenix's eyes just like the books say when they are talking about the male character. Wow, Sharp nose, thin eyebrows, thin red lips, and white hair. Wow, he is just like the character of my favorite novel. He is so cute, I released my hand that was holding his arms tightly and piercing nails into his arm. I raised my hand and touched his lovely, shiny, thick white, Oops! silver hair. It felt just wow I want them too. I always wanted them. Looking back at his eyes, they looked just fascinating, bright red with a golden glow around the iris. It felt beautiful to look into just like the character I was reading. I touched his face. It felt soft and smooth then I touched his thick eyelashes. I felt I had seen him somewhere, and at that very moment, I realized he looked just like the characteristics written in my favorite novel. He was the male lead with silver long hair and bright red eyes, a straight nose with thin red lips. Mommy, he is the male lead, this is a novel.
I got frightened by this thought and started fighting to be let out of his arms. But he didn't budge. And then I lost it, I slapped him. " Paa"