The call was very ethereal. Faint, yet clear.
The road from the village to the mountain was smooth. My hands were tied up and I couldn’t walk properly, but I could walk slowly forward.
After a while, the direction where the sound was from changed and I accidentally stepped into the bushes.
Something stabbed my leg and I took a deep breath from the pain. But I couldn’t control my legs and was continuing to walk towards the calling.
My body got pricked by thorns from time to time and the sharp pain hit me. But I just couldn’t stop myself from walking.
After a long while, so long that I could feel the sun slowly turning from a hot ball of heat to a gentle beam.
I was getting close to the voice and my body was getting hotter and hotter as if the Snake’s Lust Poison from last night was messing with me again. But this time it was worst. My whole body was burning up and everywhere itches.
My whole body got sweaty and my legs were like jellies. I stumbled and fumbled and yet my legs wouldn’t stop walking.
The voice in my ears started to sound like a snake hissing and flickering its tongue.
Fuzzily, I stepped into a puddle-like thing and then I tripped.
The blindfold on my face got caught by something and was ripped off.
Only then I realized that I was in an abandoned grave pit.
Waist-height grass grew all over the pit. Seemingly it had been dug a long time ago.
Thousands of snakes slithered on the edges of the grave. They stacked on each other. Some held their head up and hissed at me.
I then noticed my blindfold on one of the snake’s tails.
My body trembled violently upon seeing so many snakes. I didn’t dare to move.
Not to mention that the mere number of snakes could fill up the pit. If they leaped towards me, they could drown me in the pit, they didn’t even need to bite me.
I held my breath and after confirming that they were only staring and hissing at me, I slowly raised my hands that were tied up.
Maybe Uncle Peter really just wanted to bury me in the Serpent Sarcophagus, that would explain why the rope on my wrist wasn’t a dead knot. I used my mouth to try to untie the knot.
At the same time, I sat down on my knees. The pit was about half my height and when I knelt, I could see what was outside.
As I moved, the snakes were looking with their heads held up high. They didn’t attack me yet.
I observed the surroundings and determined my escape route. I then bit off the rope.
I took out a glass bottle from my jeans pocket very slowly. The snakes started hissing viciously after seeing the bottle, baring their fangs.
I quickly opened it and waved it around.
The powder inside was sprinkled all over. I quickly grabbed the coat that was tied around my neck to wrap my hands, so that I could avoid touching the snakes as I pushed myself out of the pit.
The powder in the glass bottle was snake repellent that I got from home. My father used to take advantage of snakes to make alcohol, so he would keep some snake repellent around. He also sold them too.
After a whole day of dealing with snakes yesterday, I had to be careful and hence I put several bottles in my bag. And yet I still wasn’t feeling assured and hence I put one in my pocket as well.
My father told me before that if I got really scared after seeing snakes, I should take off my clothes and throw them at the snakes. Snakes had curvy fangs and they couldn’t pierce through clothes that easily. My life wouldn’t be at risk as long as I wasn’t bitten and poisoned.
I didn’t have the time to care if that was true. I wrapped the clothes around my hands and leapt out of the pit. And then I ran as fast as I could towards the outside.
At this moment, I was really glad that we had physical education lessons in school.
I ran in full force and couldn’t care less about the bushes and thorns. No matter what was in front of me, I just ran past them.
Not long after, something suddenly caught my legs. I fell and planted my face on the ground which got scratched by thorns. It was a burning pain, and I could feel warm blood dripping down.
I pressed my body up and saw a snake coiling next to me. It was about the size of both of my wrists.
The snake was broad and long. Its body could wrap me up completely.
At the same time, some snakes dropped down from the trees around me. Some slithered out from the bushes and they all hissed at me.
The big snake slithered towards me and was hissing as well.
“Aurora…Aurora…” The sound from the grave pit now began to call for me again.
I turned my head around to look at the grave pit and the surroundings, and put my hands into the pocket carrying the snake repellent. I then slowly stepped backed to the pit.
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