AN ENCOUNTER

The fearless young bloke was all alone in the still dark valley.

Yet it seemed he'd walked for more than 5 seconds without being haunted by anything strange; if this is the true nature of the notorious valley, then it seemed not to be strange as it is! Not at all.

Wasn't this the place its name only run a chill down the spine of anyone who heard ?!

Why was it cool and gentle like a sleeping lake now??

Although no one has ever entered before, but has seen it more than ones. And it's rumoured unimaginable creatures reside in there! Only God knew where they came from, and what they were made of.

However today, it seemed as though all those scary telling about this place was a fantasy.

OR is it just because of its dark nature did people to call here 'A layer of Hell?'

People kind of used this as a bait to become legends in their various societies! I mean, any one who told even a single word about this place was considered a legend!

OR could it also be that the 'Layer of Hell' has learned impersonation?

No question was a right solution to the matter on board. And it will be of no use if nothing happens.

On there other hand the young boy was so tired that he couldn't feel like walking. Even when he staggered onward, it was as though his physical body stood still and a different him, perhaps spiritual body made those steps.

The young boy shook his head vigorously as he felt an unusual headache which even made him plummet to the ground. He was very weak, worn out, immobile and half dead.

His body temperature had crazily risen beyond what one, especially of his age could possibly bare in half a lifetime.

"Forcing yourself too far beyond your limits results in something really bad like this?!" with a shaky , weak and dry voice, the young bloke mumbled.

Even now tears started to flow down his cheeks as the pain he felt rose crazily like a bush burn in a harmattan season, making him feel worn out, alone, depressed and half dead.

Infact, his situation couldn't be fully explained by words.

Despite the pain, this young bloke still had a hint of persistence boiling in him, which looked quite thick and well built. It was very surprising... In fact he was a hero to himself for been able to grow such knot even in such a situation.

But, there's a saying that 'the worse case comes at last'.

Out from nowhere , a whirring roar, which had thickness and an piercing icy killing intent quickly swept pass the region where the young bloke laid worn out. Shattering every conscious of his determination without leaving even an inch.

As usual, a dark area has a cold nature, especially when it was a valley. But when the whirring roar having a piercing icy killing intent swept pass, the coldness of the region increased tenfold.

Numbness struck the young bloke for the very first time making him sick badly very sad, he began panicking extremely deep within as his heart beat rose like a tide, beating so fast, I mean so fast! That it could even explode! His face ashen and he loss all of his appetite. His inner self turn cold, his veins twitched, and his blood froze slowly, Looking strangely around to find the whereabout of the whirring sound.

No matter how hard this kid was, after all he was just a lone boy.

A prey call followed the whirring sounds!

One should know subconsciously the young bloke had reached the centre of the dark valley. From the center to its entrance wasn't quite far, yet very dangerous.

Naturally, in whole the dark valley wasn't very wide proportioned like one conscience. It was as lengthen as 150 feet, and 10.205 inches, and about 10 metres in diameter. It was a region of many exploration more than an entire country could possibly conquer, however its good part was unknown.

The young bloke started to fear deeply and he cried bitterly deep down. Even about 3 feet away one could hear him breathe.

Owing to the load on his back he was stationed and couldn't move, and was also mentally unstable, leaving him incomplete.

He shrieked and called for help from the heavens and earths.

No matter how hard he tugged, he still failed in the end; this aggravated his situation.

"One never has to go beyond traditions" the young boy shrieked as his mind roamed timidly.

Another silent roar of killing emerged from the bright darkness. Making death the only existence here.

Now one must be thinking why would a person take a dark path, how could he see through?

The young boy at the starting point had that same thought but suddenly he barely saw something unusual, so out of curiosity and perhaps thirst for death, he lumbered footsteps onward to take a closer look, then did he notice something else.

Once he got close to the entrance of the dark valley, he felt as though he was instantly swallowed by a very powerful suction into the otherworldly region.

When outside, one will see the this region to be dark, and horrify anytime one gazed.

However inside it, although there existed strong darkness, but trust me it was a an extremely beautiful multicolored otherworld with countless types of real and unreal herbs, an endless clear crystal lake, carvings of unknown civilizations and wall paintings of other known and unknown realities.

This particular place had a rare beauty beyond what one could imagine. But this young boy had no time for observations. Even seeing the step he was taking was difficult, how could he dare look around?

But trust me in there was like unreal and powerful like a heavenly empire.

But now where the young bloke had appeared was a vast dense forest which seemed to hide a lot of mysteries and silence within, it was dark in there, and if not for a faint radiant glow from nowhere there would have been completely dark like nothingness .And he was at the centre of the dense forest.

How this young boy knows about this path to be the shortest route is due to his habit of roaming, did he one day trace this valley to its end by gaze did he notice it was right to their village.

However the only path was through.

According to his observations, the valley was something else naturally. Standing atop a mountain side and gazing far with a telescope, this young boy could see from a side that the valley clearly led to their village, however it was a complete gaze find if one got close to it.

He had told his family, but they thought it was just a saying, I mean even how this guy will say it would make you not want to believe it even if it's real. With exaggerations, creating origins for the thing, and all other kinds of childish stuff.

Today was a whole different situation which led him to enter the valley for real. He'd once had that spur, fusing it with his bad condition today, he entered somewhat carefree and now.....

For a moment the roaring stopped, which signified much more danger, the young boy who was immobile panicked and sobbed bitterly. In that instant, he felt like he was half dead. The abrupt stop of the danger approaching made him go for a second thought.

Suddenly a strong wind blustered over, almost sweeping the boy away, but due to his heavy load, he was stuck.

To his right side, quite a distance away, some wild creatures were slowly emerging from the dark bush. They came along with a chill feeling of death, and a deep evil green eyes which searched viciously.

Those wild creatures were a park of wolves! 10 in total. Each ferocious wolf more than 7 feet in length and several tens of inches in height, with an immense weight. They'll had larger and bulgier muscles which looked like a rock, giving off an unparalleled malicious aura. Their bushy hai stood and waved complementarily like a thread and a needle.

Their intense evil piercing gaze fell onto their helpless prey who was quite a distance away from their side.

A panic attack suddenly pressed on the young boy's fragile heart as he sat helplessly before the life or death situation.

"Going to die!! Mama, I wish I would survive but..

No, I can survive. Damn! A park of wolves?! It's not possible to attack head on, I'm a normal human being whom possesses none of what the others do, called Magical Power.

Can I rely on the stolen talisman at this deadly point? I shouldn't question my only way to withstand for I am no exception apart from this!" A quick, yet uncertain solution to the life or death situation spontaneously erupted in the young boy's head.

A cold gaseous air came out from the wolves when they snorted. They fixed their eyes wildly on their prey with a haunting gaze.

The young boy on the other hand was just trying his utmost to refuse the reality before him.