Chapter 5 The penculiar being in the box

• I shakily glanced around the place. My heart was beating miles a minute, and it felt like the organ was about to leap out of my chest.
• The window opened once more, and banged, just at the same time the thunder rumbled.
• “Gods!” I shouted at the top of my lungs.
• I tightly closed my eyes and placed both hands on my ears.
• The wind picked up, and it seemed like the lightning and thunder were having a contest on who know how to rumble faster.
• The golden engravings on the coffin seemed to shine brighter.
• “What's going on?”
• I tried to rise from the floor, but I found out I was unable to move. I couldn't even lift a leg.
• “No, this isn't happening.” I tried once more; however, my attention was called to the black box when I heard an unusual sound.
• Boom.
• It was like the sound of the hunting gun my brother bought three days ago.
• I shrieked some more as the flapping of the window, and the rumbling of thunder, accompanied the strange sound that came from the box.
• The light flickered on before the entire place became drenched in total darkness.
• The wind ceased instantly, and the thunder stopped rumbling. Even the windows, ceased their flapping.
• The entire place was drowned in total darkness and silence.
• “Okay. I think it's time to get out of here.”
• Staying outside in the darkness is better than in here.
• The strange things happening in the room made the outside seem like child's play.
• At least, out there, I have nothing to fear apart from the wild animals.
• But here, the strange sounds, and the black box with the glittering light, shrouds the room in mystery.
• An ominous sound, That started coming from the box, caused my attention to return to the black thing.
• The sound was akin to the music the old women in the village sing during the night of the spirit.
• “I need to leave,” I tried to rise from the floor once more, but found out I wasn't able to move.
• I couldn't move.
• It felt like I was rooted to the floor.
• “Gods. What did I do wrong?
• Is this Karma for all the times I was mean to little kids? Could this be the repercussions for all the times I've cost nothing but pain to my family?
• If this is it, Gods. Please let me leave. I promise to be the best princess. I will get married to the prince of the North, or is it the East?
• I will do anything I'm asked off. All I ask for is to leave.”
• The sound from the box seemed to intensify with my speech. The tempo increased, and at the same time, the door to the room I was currently in, banged so loudly, it almost caused my soul to leap out of my body.
• “Gods!” I screeched so loudly, it will be a miracle if I don't wake the dead with my shouts.
• Funny how I was thinking of the dead while the song of the spirit is going on.
• The box made a noise like that of a person knocking on a board.
• The ominous sound it made, coupled with the song, caused me to shiver. The fearless princess who scares spirits is now scared out of her bones.
• At this junction, I would have flung my poor body off the window without minding the price.
• I will die, undoubtedly. However, it's better than this.
• With the way, my heart is beating, I don't think I can survive this.
• The thumping sound from the box became so loud, it drowned the music coming from the box.
• As the thumping got louder, the golden drawings became more pronounced.
• It felt like the drawings were moving. The characters seemed so real, it almost sucked me in.
• However, the spell was broken when the black box opened on its own.
• “Tell me I'm not seeing this right.”
• The cover fell to the side as white smoke started escaping from the box I once thought contained treasures untold.
• I watched, mesmerized by the smoke coming from the coffin. It felt so magical.
• The smoke slowly danced as they went up.
• More sounds came from the box before something strange happened.
• The light in the room suddenly flicked on, and I saw the scare of my life.
• Standing in the box, and surrounded by the white smoke, is a human.
• No.
• That can't be true.
• It can't be.
• I shook my head as my eyes took in the man who was standing in the box. The white smoke covered his entire body, leaving Only his face in view.
• His white hair, which was as white as snow, fanned his face, partially covering half part of his face.
• However, Those were not the things that caught my eye.
• The eyes.
• Gods of the land, please save me.
• The eyes of the man were as red as blood. It felt like there were embers in them.
• A screeching sound left my mouth.
• The man suddenly fixed his peculiar red eyes on me.
• His mouth upturned in a frown as he glanced at me as if I'm a fly that happened to perch where it wasn't supposed to.
• “A human?”
• His voice was hoarse.
• It seemed like he hasn't used the voice for a long time.
• You can tell by how raspy the voice is, and all that.
• “Please.”
• I don't know what I was begging for.
• “After all these years, a human happened to be the one to wake me?” He laughed hysterically, as if there were something funny about that.
• I tried to move my body, but it was fruitless. My body was rooted to the floor.
• The strange being in front of me came out of the box. He trained his eyes on me, as he got closer.
• “No, don't come any closer!” I shouted as I tried to take a step back, but it wasn't possible.