Authors Note: The next few chapters will most likely be about Rina's past interview(s).
Chapter 7
"Now Rina, I have another set of questions here that aren't to be answered the way you've been answering so far; I need you to be serious. Like an adult, ok?"
"Sure," Rina shifted in her seat.
"Ok, here's the question. What was your last memory from before you woke up here, in the Vatican?"
"Ok... Well... It's a little fast and at the end it's blurry. But I'll try my best to describe it all out for you. The beginning of it was at the very beginning of the day at about... four a.m. I woke up to get a drink and I couldn't resist to go out and look at the sunset. Oh it was so beautiful... When the sun woke up it was like an overture with marimba and slow strings. The slow beginning with the sun rising, then some spirit with people waking up, the birds added jumpy flutes, and when the sun was all the way up and the people got out of the house; it was the brass and percussion. Oh... It was beautiful! And what was weird was that some guy sat next to me the entire time and I didn't even know it..."
"What did this man look like?"
"Well... I thought I saw him somewhere before, tell you the truth. At first I thought 'Is he a vampire?' because his face was so perfect! Like a sculpture. He had really soft black hair that blew loosely in the wind, some shadow around his jawline and around his mouth, and his eyes were a lovely dark purple. It was like a picture. I never thought I'd see anyone like him in a sunrise background. And when I noticed him, I sort of jumped and screamed in surprise. He jumped a little too because he didn't think I'd scream! He got all panicky and it was funny! He offered me an apple that he had in his hand. We talked a little about how nice the sun was."
"Do you know his name?"
"Um... It was... Kotu... no... Minatsu... no... Um... Oh! It was Yasuo. That's it! Yasuo. He knew a lot about animals and art work. He told me that if I'm going to draw anything, you have to know about it first. You have to know what their soul feels, what they feel, what the body looks like, and what their body does. If you konw these, then you'll get a piece for work that looks so real, you swear it's a real being. And I really appreciated that from him. He said he had to leave to help out his mother in the market. After he left, I walked around the streets for a little while."
"Now hold on, do you remember what city you were in?"
"Nope. I've moved so much and been knocked out so much I can't remember city names that well."
"Ok... Continue, please."
"While I was walking around in the streets, I helped out a few people and played with some dogs. At about noon, I ran into those guys who always bug me! But this time, they were really, really nice. I mean, so nice it seemed like they thought I was like a girlfriend or something. They had this one guy with them who hid in the shadows. He seemed really suspicious for some reason. They were all telling me that I had to talk to their 'boss' for some reason. Like he just wanted to talk to me so bad or something. And they didn't say it as an order, they said it like it was gossip. They were really nice about it too. A few times they motioned to the guy who stayed hidden in a shadow and had a hood on. The thing about him that I remembered the most... was an atmosphere that was reluctant, but threatening. He was silent most of the time.
Where ever I went, him and his groupies went as well. Whenever I went down an allyway, they surrounded me and were really quiet and were really protective. One time a cat spat at me because its foot hurt and one of the guys grabbed it and threw it into a bush. It was alright, but it was way over the top. They stuck with me until I said I was going home, that's when they finally bugged off. The entire day I was held back from running around and doing what I usually did to just sitting and walking around a little bit. So when I went home, there were things following me."
"Things?Tell me about them."
"Well... I don't know what they were, but I definatly felt their presence from somewhere before. I don't know where, but I know I've felt them before. I didn't pay attention to it at first until I actually went into the last allyway to my home. They made some noise. First it was just a footstep. Then a trashcan fell over. It was so scary. I was almost at the end, I was really picking up the pace, but the ally just seemed to get longer and longer. Then I saw the eyes..." Rina shivered.
"Those eyes were so evil..."
"What eyes?"
"They were so hungry. And so evil. They were red daggers staring out from the darkness... I was really scared. I felt something trying to trap me, I panicked and ran for it. At first I ran back the way I came, expecting a clear exit, but that was foolish. There were more. So many more. They were all looking at me with hunger of an animal. I was in so much fear... I can still remember that sensation... I was shaking so hard, my heart was the loudest thing I heard. Then the eyes... they flew out at me, I saw teeth. Fangs. I remembered that I screamed, really loud. Then I was tackled to the ground, my head hit the pavement and my vision went blurry. I was still screaming, just screaming, not saying anything. The eyes were over me, a pair held me down with weight that felt like a ton. I felt cold ice running over my neck and holding down my arms. The fangs glistened in the moonlight and they were sharp as needles.
Then suddenly, the eyes left, they were gone. The weight had disappeared. The red eyes were running away. Some fell and never got up. A group had surrounded me. I couldn't tell who, my vision was blurring out. I saw more pairs of red eyes and thought I was going to die. Then I heard fimiliar voices. They were protecting me... A voice spoke directly to me and said... 'Stay with me. Don't leave me, now. Remember that deal now, remember. Stay with me. I'll get you to a safe place.' Then it all disappeared..." Rina's eyes were distant and dazed. The man cleared his throat.
"You said the voice was fimiliar, do you have any idea who it could have been?"
"It was them..."
"Who?"
"Them... the ones who always followed me."
"Who's voice was it who spoke to you directly?"
"I... I don't know... but... it was the one who..." Rinas voice trailed off.
"Who what, Rina?"
"Who saved me... Three times... It was him! I know it was! Oh!! That makes four! Now I really have to find him!" Rina suddenly turned desperate.
"I have to find him!" She stood up. She left the view of the camera.
"Rina! Sit down! Rina! No!! Rina!" The camera jiggled and was bumped a few times. Rina was desperately trying to convince him to let her go.
"I have to find him! I need to give him his one wish!"
"Rina calm down!" Rina showed up again in the camera view. Two men in guard uniforms were pushing her down in the chair and strapping her in with belts. She strained against the straps, yelling about granting the wish to the man who saved her.
"Rina! Rina, listen to me! Look at me, Rina. Look at me!" The man said hurridly. Rina looked at him, panting.
"You need to calm down. You didn't find him. Obviously when he said he'd delivery you to a safe place, he put you here on purpose. When you showed up, you were bruised and the back of your head had slopy stiches in it. Those stiches saved your life. Whoever it was, they meant to keep you alive and well. He wanted you to be safe and to be healthy both physically and mentally. If he was the man who wanted his wish, then he would have kept you, wouldn't he?" Rina blinked and sank into the straps, nodding.
"Alright... now just take a few breaths, just a few Rina. We're going to get through it all today." Rina face had lost color, worry in her eyes.
"Rina, tell me what you feel when you dream." Rinas eyes looked up. She straightened herself out, her face still sickly white.
"Well... a majority of my dreams are usually nightmares. They consist of people I've never seen before crying in misery, death, burning, blood... you know... war... murder. Whatever goes along with it. Sometimes I've seen little kids fighting like grownups and little kids getting killed. Whether it be getting crushed to death by toppling rubble, or getting shot, or getting their hearts and throats ripped out by vampires and humans. It really gets to me... whenever I dream of the sunrise or sunset I love to see, there's always death with it. Death, misery, and torture. They are all people I've never seen or heard in my life. I've never met them, and I'll never meet them..."
