Prolouge
Fire and smoke starts to consume the head of the car, as her eyelids slowly flew open, she slowly try to lift her body up, and a two body welcomes her eyes. She tries to call them out, even with her dry throat and a hoarse voice. She still tries.
“m-mom...” she lift her arms up trying to reach one of them, but even though they’re in front of her, they still feels so far away.
“D-dad…why aren’t you guys moving…” she try so hard to move, but it feels like someone is holding her back.
“Please...” a whisper in despair escapes her mouth.
A loud bang filled her ears as she felt the cold wind from the outside, the door beside her flew open. An odd figure fills her eyes, it’s a tall man, a tall mysterious man, slowly that figure starts to lifts her up, taking her out of the car.
“No, my parents…please, my parents, save them. Please” with the energy that is left inside her, she uses it to beg to that unknown figure.
A figure she don’t quite see, all she knows is that it’s a man, a man maybe 5 years older than her, he have a big hands and broad shoulder, he’s tall and he smells like mint, but also a there’s a hint of a unique smell, for some reason, that unique smell starts to take over her, comforting her. The smell of the ocean. It feels calming and peaceful.
She did beg, but for some reason the stranger didn’t say anything, he just walks away from the burning car, with her in his arms. “Please” a word escape her mouth, it’s almost impossible to hear because of her dry throat.
“They’re dead” just as those words travel down this strange man’s mouth, a cold wind blows through her face, not because of the word he said, but because of the chills that his voice gave her, it’s deep and cold, it felt emotionless and empty but at the same time it feels…lonely.
He stop from his tracks, where he looks back at the tragedy that just happened. He gently place her down, at the cold cement road.
“What’s your name, little girl?” he ask with the same tone in his voice.
“Erin” she whisper.
“You…you sound so, so sad” even with a creepy dry voice she have, she still manage to utter a few words.
Instead of worrying about her parents, she didn’t know why this guy in front of her consumes all of her energy and attention. “This is just a dream, now close your eyes” he slowly cup her face and just like what he told her, her eyes slowly close on its own. His hands travelled down her neck, where a deep wound is visible.
“Erin“
