Chapter 10
Fakir and Autor walked silently out the dorm and turned onto the path that led to the woods.
"Where is your cousin's house?" Autor asked, breaking the silence.
"In the woods," Fakir said, not looking back.
"I know that, but is it far away?"
"Maybe for you" fakir said coldly.
"I am giving up my precious time for you to visit you cousin you should at least show me some respect, I can have you expelled by saying that I caught with a girl and you threatened me not to tell anyone."
You treated me better when you knew that I could control your life thought Fair, not daring to say it out loud. They continued in silence until they reached Erika's cabin.
"Why does your cousin live in the middle of nowhere there's not even a path."Autor said annoyed. He examined his trousers, which were dirty and had a rip in them where they had snagged on a twig. "These are new too," he complained. Fakir ignored him and knocked on Erika's door.
"Why are you here?" asked Erika through the door.
"Something happened, it's important," he said loudly so he could be heard through the door.
"Does it have to be now?"
"Yes."
"Fine," she said reluctantly and opened the door. She looked like death. Her eyes had huge bags and purple wrinkles around them, she had obviously lost weight, and her skin was pasty white. Fakir and Autor stood there, frozen, shocked by her appearance.
"Are you okay?" Autor asked, a sense of urgency in his voice
She glared at him, "Who the hell are you?" she asked icily. There wasn't a trace of the Erika of three days ago.
"A-Autor…" he said taken aback and scared by the cruelty in her tone.
"Why did you bring that?" she asked with the same tone to Fakir.
"I had to," he said, still shocked by her appearance.
Erika turned around and walked over to a chair, "come in," she said/demanded before sitting in it. Fakir and went in and took their places at the table.
"So Altor-" she began.
"Autor," Autor said, he soon realized it was a mistake when she shot him a look that froze his veins and he could only sit there in terror.
"I don't give a fuck," she said, her paralyzing glare still zeroed in on him as he mouthed the words "ye m'am."
"Autor" she said in disgust, "why are you here?"
"T-to make s-sure that F-Fakir doesn't d-do anything inap-ppropriate" Autor stammered in terror by her gaze.
"Well you're doing a terrible job at it, there's a girl in your room right now," she stopped glaring and her face was neutral.
"What?" Autor exclaimed, shocked, "That's impossible!"
"It's a duck moron," she shook her head; "whenever you open the window they come in and eat the cookies I made Fakir.
"How do you know that ones in there right now?"
She shrugged, "wild guess" he turned to Fakir, "my guess is that things are disappearing and reappearing."
"Yes, how did you know?" fakir asked.
"I'm writing this story, I know when there's a loophole in time in it."
"Umm… what are you two talking about?" asked Autor confused.
"Something that has to do with you," Erika replied in mono tone, not bothering looking at him.
"What?" he asked, wondering what it could be.
Erika ignored him, "don't worry Fakir, there's nothing we can do, things will only be lost for up to a week and then they will reappear somewhere within Kinkan town, now go away I have work to do," she said in an upbeat tone that said "get out or I will brutally murder you," somehow.
"Thank you," he said although he hadn't gotten the answers he hoped for. In fact the visit brought up more questions than answers. They exited her house.
"What were you guys talking about?" Autor asked again.
"Just what she said, something that involves you," Fakir said and started walking.
"Does this involve anyone else, like you?"
"Yes" and all of Kinkan town .He thought and continued back to the dorms.