Her eyes opened slowly. A little pain overwhelmed inside of her. The paw went to her forehead. Then she took the palm of the paw in front of her and held her lips firm. Blood. One more wound joining to the others. Sighing, she began by trying to recognize where she had fallen. She felt wet and the darkness would not let go. She touched the ground with her paw. Cement and water. Then she took the paw to the other extremities. The ceiling was small, and the walls were redundant. She recognized that she had gone to a conduit where the water passed.

Now what?

The darkness didn't let her see anything and not a glimmer of light was visible. She would have to walk on one side blindly and pray for not fall into something.


The house was not large, and the door opened without any effort. The brightness of the moon caressed his fur. He had come to a garden. There was a small porch, at the end of which there was a door and then stairs. On his right side were two other doors, one of which had been torn apart by...something? What would have happened? His curiosity invaded him, and he decided to get a little closer to see it. Looking through the brakes of the broken door, nothing could be seen. Looking at the ground, a big cut. Crouching down, Nick passed a finger. When it touched in something not dry. Turning his finger at him, he noticed that his fur was stained with a red liquid. That alarmed him. Straightening up, he turned again from where he had come and hurried the steps. Not only there, but in various places, that kind of destruction had been done. He ran up the stairs, chased after the wreckage and suddenly stopped. Whispers filled the silence of the place. The understanding was unquestionable, but a sense of terror invaded Nick's instinct to run away as quickly as possible. What whispered those words, was beginning to appear on the door on his right. The creature was visibly terrifying. Part of where there were an eye and the snout had been completely pulled out, leaving a deep cavity. In his chest, nails shaped like a cross. His tail had been cut in half and on one of his paws a huge axe. An axe to cut wood. The blade dragged along as the creature floated.

"Yae needs more...she needs blood...souls...meat..."

Petrified with such a vision, he realized too late the approach of the creature. The axe sweated very close to him, making his brain react and get out of there. Another elevation of the axe and fell, bewilderingly on the ground, broke the wood without mercy. Nick's feet failed, slipping. The creature saw the opportunity and launched the Axee again. Quick with his movements, he strayed and stood up, ignoring the pain of his left wrist. Nick ran to the same room from which the creature had left. And, barely knew, that had been a huge mistake.

Judy fell and the fall wasn't nice. Her back hit a stone floor, making her lungs beg for air. Tears filled her eyes, beginning to flow down her cheeks. When her lungs stabilized a little, she coughed. She tried to control her breathing and how to get up, but without success. Her legs gave way. Judy's ears picked up a distant whisper. Her violet eyes then watched with attention where she had fallen. Nothing more than a place where the walls and floor were made of stone. In front of her, a huge well. The distant whispers began to get closer. Judy was able to distinguish the voice. It was the voice of the same female she had found in the first house she had entered as soon as they ventured into the village.

"No..." the word came out of her lips in alarm.

She had nowhere to hide or run. There was no door or window. Only the well. She was lost. That creature would catch her.


There was nothing. No hiding places. His chest filled and emptied with fury. Nick didn't want to die there. Not before seeing Judy one last time. The axe howled twice near him, making the fox deviate with difficulty from the onslaughts.

"The camera!"

The voice alerted him. The same voice that had spoken to him while he was on the bridge. Another onslaught and another detour. Then, Nick took the opportunity when the creature was trying to take the axe that had been stuck deep in the wall, to remove the suitcase from his back and remove the camera from there. However, he had to deviate again and drop the backpack, since the axe rubbed close to him one more time. Nick hit the wall on the other side of the room, fixed the camera and, as soon as he could he focus lens and fired. The creature was stunned but didn't disappear like the last time he had done it.

The same voice said, "Shoot again," and Nick didn't think twice.

He fired and the creature retreated. The axe jumped off his paws, but he still didn't disappear. One, two, three, four. There was no way she was going to disappear. The only thing that no longer existed was the axe. Now, the creature advanced to him with his arms stretched out. That thing almost caught him, but Nick went faster and wandered off. His right shoulder hit the bed, and the camera slipped out through his paws.

"No!" he screamed in frustration.

"Yae needs..."

The creature roared and advanced on Nick at full speed. The thing managed to grab him by one of his legs, starting to drag him along. However, Nick was quick enough to grab the bedpost and keep himself safe. With the other foot clear, he hit the creature's arm hard. He also wondered how he and the creature could touch each other. The creature roared with anger. Nick wasn't making her job any easier, and if she didn't take that living thing to Yae, she'd end up having her consequences even after she died. A constant struggle and Nick emerged victoriously. Free, he ran to the camera and pointed it at the creature. And finally, it disappeared completely.

"Always take the camera with you. It will be your salvation and Judy's!"

Nick laughed. Not because of what the voice said, but because he thought it was simple to use that against those beings from another world. Apparently, it wasn't like that.


She searched every nook and cranny. Her paws touched the walls and floor, looking for an exit. The sound was close, but there was no sign of the female. Her breathing was accelerated.

"There must be a way out!"

But there was no way out. No stone would be the key to opening a secret passage. Finally, the whispers were very close. Judy turned to the well, but her heart froze when she found herself with a few dull eyes, with a well-delayed, black iris. A frightening expression that would make anyone faint.

"You'll die!"

A smile.

A paw straight to the neck.

A struggle for air.

An insane laugh.

Tears flowing down her face.

She would die. She could not escape. Finally, she could close her eyes and rest for a while. Her brain asked for it. She asked for that suffocation to be surrendered forever since she was too wounded, and her body required so much rest that she could not have. When on her memory, came the image of the fox that she loved the most. The mammal that did not want to see die. He whom she wanted to be able to see one last time, to say her feelings and to be able to feel his lips on hers.

A flash. The creature shouted and Judy fell unprepared on the ground. She coughed and carried a paw around her neck relieving the pressure previously applied. The creature continued to scream.

"I need her alive!"

It was the only thing Judy heard. The voice she knew so well. The twin she wanted to save. Her body fell on the cold stones and before succumbing to her unconscious, she glimpsed the twin woman approaching.

It will now be my end. Forgive me, Nicholas!


After recovering, Nick decided to take the camera ready to fire. He put it wrapped around his neck and put the backpack back on his back.

"The ritual is about to begin. Yae already has Natsuhiko."

A simple creature, nailed in her whispers, passed through the door drawing the fox's attention. The words were a warning. Yae had gotten Judy. Without delay, he went to the door and, leaning over her, he noticed where the creature was going. As he ran away, he hadn't noticed that the corridor cut to a small one up to a door. Nick approached and turned the doorknob. The squeak of the door was a melody to his ears since it opened without difficulty. The moist air welcomed him. The thunder was heard above him, but no rain. He had gone to a courtyard that the fox knows very well.

To be continued…