Chapter 160: Pure Heart
Rory
It was extremely warm in my dream. Everywhere strongly smelt of flowers and a veet beautiful fragrance, one which I desperately inhaled and unconsciously tried to follow. That was exact how I came back to consciousness and I gashed as I shit to a sitting position: I had briefly forgotten where I was at till the color of my skin caught my eye along with the dessert looking place which I fell asleep at last night.
I let out a long sigh and dragged a hand over my face, and then I silently wondered if this was gonna be my new routine now. Sleeping and waking up here with no sense of direction and with nothing to show for it. A dejected feeling settled my chest and I exhaled slowly as I dragged my hand over my face again. When I began to rise to my feet, something caught my eyes and I gasped at the sight of the old woman I began to travel with yesterday. I had kind of forgotten about her till this very moment.
I remembered staying awake and determined to look over her throughout the night but I had ended up falling asleep. I stared at the woman’s face which was really aged up. She reminded me of grandma Nini, and just like grandma Nini, she definitely shouldn’t be out here stressing herself. She should be in where she’d be resting instead of stressing here like she’s currently doing.
The day has already broken and I really don’t want to waste any time unnecessarily. I want us to find her grand daughter as fast as possible then I’d be able to finally be on my way. I leaned towards her tentatively as I gently shook her shoulder, softly calling out her name to avoid startling her while trying to wake her up right now. But she didn’t budge and I frowned as I leaned forward, increasing the power in my shakes as a little bit once again, she didn’t move. My frown instantly began to deepen and I leaned over her, shaking her and calling out to her again. Once again, I got nothing.
At this point; I was starting to panic. She wasn’t waking up and I didn’t know what I was supposed to do in this situation. I held my fingers over her nose to find out if she’s breathing and after a few seconds of getting nothing, I gasped and reared backward so fast that I fell over my ass, my eyes blown wide in panic and shock as I stared at her unmoving body.
Was she... dead??
Panic pulsed within me so thick that I struggled to breathe as I crawled towards her this time and tried to find a pulse in her throat and arms. I ended up getting nothing and I panicked again, my mouth falling open in panic and confusion. Was she dead? And why? How?
If she’s dead, what about her granddaughter?? I don’t even know what she looks like so I can’t claim to want to help search for her. I was still leaned over the old woman, panic still raw within my chest and I crouched over her face, staring down at her and trying to figure out if there’s an exact reason she died overnight. Sadness welled oh my heart because stw didn’t deserve to die this way at all. She was such a sweetheart and I felt angry at her family members who I was even yet to meet. They were the reason she died in her sleep and also the reason why her granddaughter is still missing.