4. Evil through Egypt

When I had arrived at Cairo and when I found a new place to live, I set out into the desert. By doing that, I caught a bus and we were heading our way to the pyramids of Giza. While we were half-way close to the pyramids, I spotted a familiar figure dancing around a pen farm of cows and goats. The figure had a skeletal arm and leg, ripped rib and cheek, and wore a torn wedding gown. So then I had said to myself, 'Hmm, I think I had seen her before.'

After I turned back to the seat that was in front of me, I turned back to the cow and goat pen to see if I had really recognised the figure.

'Hang on,' I said to myself. 'Could that be the Corpse Bride...? Nah.'

'Hey,' an American man on the other side of my seat called out to me. 'Who are you talking to?'

'Myself, if you hadn't noticed,' I retorted.

'As if so,' said the American.

By the time I had arrived at Giza, near the pyramids, I hopped out of my car, still thinking about the figure at the cow and goat pen. Maybe that really was the enemy I had seen before. It had been quite a while since I had escaped the clutches of the Corpse Bride. She hadn't even appeared around in these other countries whilst I was escaping from Hong Kong. But now she might've appeared then.

Suddenly I heard people talking. A familiar, soft, female voice and an Arabic man chatting with one-another.

The female asked, 'Have you seen this man with the blonde hair, pale skin and - if you had or not heard him speak before - he's Australian?'

'Oh! Him?' said the Arabic man. He searched the whole crowd of people to see where the person was.

'What the heck, man?' I cried out for him, which was an accident. 'Don't answer a dead body!'

The Arabic man followed my voice. He pointed to my direction crying, 'That's him! That's him! There, I helped you!'

Then the Corpse Bride continued the chase.

'Darling!' she called out for me.

I couldn't just stand there. So I turned around to head back to the bus. But I realised the bus had gone since I had arrived. What were those people thinking? So, my other plan was to go through the desert - seeing whether or not I shall die of thirst or make it back to Cairo.

Eventually I had ended up at the lonely cow and goat pen. There, the Corpse Bride was dancing an Arabic dance. There were other people next to me, they were Arabic, watching the dancing corpse. They seemed to be enjoying the show otherwise they were being hypnotized by the beauty of the dead bride.

'Ooh!' they sighed, and spoke foreign languages.

The Corpse Bride finally stopped dancing and was shuffling towards ... well, as you know ... me! I had no other choice but to fight through this Remain of the Day. As to say, I was going to rush towards her to push her out of the way. I was going to get through by using a huge rock I found on the ground. Then at last I did rush towards her, carrying the huge rock in front of me, trying my best to not put it in front of my face in case I would not see where I was going.

'Darling, how kind of you...' The Corpse Bride was cut off once I shoved my way through.

X.x.X

The answer to my last theory was that I survived the desert, but I was really thirsty. I had to spend so much of my time buying bottles of water to drink. I seemed to have been getting drunker by the minute because I felt a little weary.

X.x.X

I felt like I hadn't even passed out, because I had woken up back in my house (well, my brand new home I had moved into). There I had spotted the Corpse Bride, once again, sitting on a chair at my bed side.

'What happened?' I wondered with a groan.

'You must've fainted,' replied the Corpse Bride. 'So I brought you back here to help you feel better.'

I was startled. 'You?!' I yelled. 'Not you again!'

'Yes, don't worry, darling!' the Corpse Bride explained, sweetly.

'Never!' I retorted. 'You are my problem! You are the reason I have to keep moving out of countries, just to get away from you!'

She did not seem to realise me yelling at her. So she stood up from the chair and said, 'So, let's finish off what we were doing before.'

'No!' I ran out of the house, forgetting to pack up all the stuff that did me good. Well ... instead of me packing the stuff up, I suppose that Corpse Bride would do all the work. She must've had the power to do so.

Next stop: New York.

But that was still a little too far away. So I decided to move to France instead, leaving my entire luggage behind as I did so. I went to the airport, told the desk I was in deep trouble and had to get out of town, and caught my plane to... Hey! A little too far. So I booked to go to Germany first. I didn't really say "first" as I did so. That was when I caught my plane to Düsseldorf. Then I booked another flight and then I had arrived at Paris, the capital of France as you all know.