A half hour later we Left the bed and dressed us again because it was January after all. It was cold up here. I sighed and looked through the Window: "I just wish I could tell my mother all about this."
"Maybe you can.", Quasimodo said.
"I don't know how."
"What'd you do before we met?"
"I felt like a invisible power wich drawn me to the stairs. Then there was this strange light... And then I saw you.", I said.
"Did you wish to meet me in this moment?", Quasimodo asked me.
"Yes. More than anything."
"Okay." Quasimodo said and took my hand. He lead me to the Southern tower.
"So. Now think about going home."
I did what he said and then I took step by step the Stairs down. Then there where again this strange light. But this time I didn't saw this alone. I hold Quasimodos Hand after all. After the light faded we stood at the end of the stairs and looked at the many people who where walking here.
"Is this the future?", Quasimodo whispered at me because he seemed to be nervous about all this strange looking people around us.
"Yes it is. You see? There on the bank sits my mother." I said and pointed at her.
Quasimodo hid in the shadow: "Now I believe you what You said. That everyone knows my story and my home. Why don't you go and talk to your mother. I will stay here."
"Okay.", I said and got to my mother. I stood beside her and said: "Hi there."
"Hi, back already? Did Quasimodo scare you off?", she said, trying to joke.
"You have no Idea.",I said and smiled.
Suddenly I heard someone scream: "Quasimodo!"
I turned around and tried to look after Quasimdo: "Oh no..."
"Haha the Children have great fantasies.", my mother said.
"Mama... This is no fantasy. Come."
I saw Quasimodo sorrounded by trourists, trying to make Pictures of him. He was scared from the flashlights of the Cameras and Smartphones wich pointed at him. He fled above to the roof and disappeared from my sight.
"Quasimodo!", I cried but it was no use. He was gone, "Oh what now? He will be so confused in this strange world I took him in..."
"Regina? Don't tell me this was real.", my mother said.
"You saw him? Yes it was real and he needs help.", I said and left the Cathedral. My mother followed me. As I stood outside, I looked above, trying to find a sign of Quasimodo. But he seemed not to climbed above. So I ran to the backside of Notre Dame and there I found him. He sat frightened at a wall.
"Quasimodo?", I came slowly closer to him.
"What happened here? These people are like demons...", said Quasimodo
"I'm sorry. I forgot about the tourists..."
"What where these bright lights coming from them anyway? They hurted in my eyes."
"They wanted to take a picture of you. In these days every Human has these technical miracle cases witch allow them to stay connected with others wherever they go. This is a blessing and a curse at once."
"I was so excited to see your world Regina. But now I am only want to go home.", Quasimodo said.
"Yes I understand.", I said.
"Oh my goodness...", my mother found her words again. Oh yes... There was something too...
"How did this happen?", she asked.
"I don't know. I was in his world. Lifed in his story..." I began.
"And saved my life.", Quasimodo interrupted me.
"Yeah... You mustn't tell her all details...", I said.
"Oh no... I want to know the details, I insist.", said my mother and Quasimodo told her everything. I saw how white her face turned as he spoke from our fight against Frollo. She could get a heartache in every instant and I tried to calm her down.
"Nothing happened as you see.", I said.
"What??? You could've been killed! Did I taught you to do such dangerous things?", my mother shouted at me.
"No. In fact. You taught me to do nothing wich ever could hurt me. That's the reason why I learned with 10 years to use a knife. And I'm never allowed to use the oven??"
My mother stared at seemed to be shocked: "Do what you want. You won't get mad.", she said, turned around and leaved. W looked after her until we loosed her out of sight.