A river?

Judy wondered. After turning in the house to her right, she found a river flowing calmly in front of her. A river that was...familiar to her.

"Carrots?"

He calls of her name in astonishment. Both looked at each other with a confusing expression.

On the other side, Alisha was sitting on a staircase in one of the thousand doors that the cursed village had. With her arms crossed, her patience had exploded.

"You don't help by standing there?" Jack said. His attention was stuck on a rock with two drawn butterflies. With his paw, he was dusting the scriptures on it. Unable to decipher the old dialect, he decided to take a picture to show Judy later.

"And what do you want me to do?" With an angry sigh, she nervously shuffled her arms. "Every holy village is made up of houses and more houses. No door opens and we've come to a dead end!"

In fact, she was right, and Jack had to consider it, but in that village, as far as he had realized, there would be hidden things that could be clues to them.

"Stayed sitting and furious won't help at all. Look for different things. That would help a lot."

After the photo, Jack put his phone back in his pocket and got up.

"You can start by knocking with the doors. But as always, that won't help at all." In another long sigh, she stood up and shrugged her shoulders. "Let's go then. Staying here won't help at all, right?"

Jack smiled at her and the two of them continued to look for more clues.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Judy had been just an inch from the river. Clear and crystalline, the calm he was transmitting was an analgesic to her fast-paced heart.

"Let's go that way!"

Nick glimpsed a small bridge that would lead to the other side. Although there was only forest in front of them, there was a small dirt road that would give access to some stairs. The fox began to advance across the bridge and Judy, straying from the river, followed him closely. The thunderstorm in the distance was coming and the clouds, despite being loaded, seemed not to want rain. In the middle of the bridge, silence accompanied them. The noise of the thunder and the river was a melody to their ears. In the middle of the crossing, Judy decided to approach the wooden parapet. Laying her paw on it, her violet eyes met the crystal-clear water again. When, something caught her attention. Confused, she turned her attention back to Nick in front of her who walked relaxed and looked back at the water.

Who?

The image reflected was not his, but one of the twins.

How?

Confusion seized her. Her heart began to accelerate again. When, suddenly, her name is shouted, and she feels herself being pulled by one of her feet. Her fingernails were reminiscent on the wood from the bridge, preventing that which pulled her, continued to do so. Meanwhile, Nick ran to her. He managed to grab one of Judy's paws and tried to pull her to himself, but in vain. The supernatural force that pulled her was far from his normal force.

"NICK!"

Her paws were already bleeding from the despair of being pushed. In addition, her chest as well as her belly already hurt. The scraping of the wood had certainly wounded her, again.

From afar, and desperate, Nick looked for something that might be useful to help his friend. But nothing at his side would have the effect he was looking for. When suddenly, as if someone whispered in his ear, he remembered the camera. Quickly, he took the backpack out in front of him and opened the clasp. He removed the camera and laid the backpack on the ground beside him. With the camera elevated, the lens went towards his eye, but...what now? Why would that camera do anything? His body seemed to move against his will, and his unconscious indicated that that camera would be the solution to save his friend.

"Shoot the ghost. The machine will help you in these moments!"

Confused, that voice was no stranger to him. He still searched where it came from, but his focus to find out had been lost and focused on pointing the lens in front of him. On the lens, he tried to position it on the creature that, incredible as it may seem, the living eye was not visible, but as soon as the lens found it, it automatically focused on...Nick's heart wanted to come out through his chest. If that was a ghost, it would be very nice to say that word. What the lens focused on was a terribly...scary creature. Tall, naked trunk. At the waist, a kind of dark brown leather skirt to the feet. There were chains. Chains, these, wrapped around the creature's wrists. There were no ears, possibly cut off, but a bandage wrapped around the head. The snout was not intact, and the chin would have been torn off, leaving only the nose. Besides, the creature was blind. Instead of the eyes, there were black holes. The blood that flowed like tears was lived. It was really a vision of hell.

"What do you expect? SHOOT!"

The voice begged and Nick pressed the button on the side of the machine. With that, the whole creature twisted and disappeared.

Fascinated, Nick lowered the camera keeping it in front of him. After all, this could come in handy! Fascinated, his joy did not last long when his eyes ran into the fainting figure, lying on her back on the bridge.

Judy's eyes were filled with tears. Both her paws pressed into her left belly. She tilted her head a little and lifted her paws a little. Blood.

"No!" she said between her teeth. The previous wounds had been bleeding again with the effort.

"Carrots!"

Nick screamed and knelt before his friend. Seeing the situation, the fist of his paw went against the wood with force.

"Nick..." Judy tried to reassure him, taking one of her paws to his paw, but the anger didn't lessen.

"If I had been quicker to react..."

"It wasn't your fault!" on Judy's lips, a smile was outlined on her face. "You couldn't have foreseen such a thing."

"I was too slow to help you." The tears in his emerald eyes were being contained.

"But you did it, and..."

"The camera!" He put it in front of her. "Apparently it's sees what we can't see." He put the camera back on the ground: "A voice said to shoot, and I shot."

"Maybe it was one of the twins." The bunny's violet eyes met the gray sky.

"I don't understand."

"I didn't understand at first and believe it's still too confusing for me, but in a way, I think these twins and the male are helping us."

Nick kept his mouth shut for a while. "You're bleeding again."

"This will pass."

"Carrots, we'll have to see how they are. If you leave, you will succumb to fever." He was right, "Let's cross the bridge and on the stairs, we'll see that wound."

Nick took one of Judy's paws and helped her up. The straightening of her body gave her a groan of pain, but she supported her arm behind her friend's neck and the two of them, after Nick picked up the backpack and the camera, they crossed the bridge to the other side. Passing the small dirt road, he landed the small bunny on the stairs and asked her to remove the sweater to see how serious the situation was.

To be continued…