They stood in horror, trying to process the recent events as the sounds ceased. "Where is Peter?" Sandra inquired, though she already knew the answer. They rushed to the boat's edge, scanning the river, but there was no sign of him; he must have sunk. "Can someone please inform me of Peter's whereabouts?" Sandra asked again, struggling to accept the reality."What are those creatures, and where did they take Peter?" James asked. "They are called sirens. They possess the power to lure people with their voices," Kira explained. Overwhelmed by the situation, Sandra exclaimed, "What should we do now? We're unaware of their capabilities!" Scott reassured her, "Please calm down, Sandra. We will find a solution."Ignoring the warnings, Sandra impulsively leaped into the river, and the others quickly pulled her back. "Sandra, what are you thinking? Let's think this through," Sarah urged, holding her firmly. Suddenly, Officer Stephen transformed into a hellhound and discharged all his power in
They all step back in astonishment as they see her. She glares at them and shouts, "Human! Despicable human!" They prepare to fight, but Kira intervenes, saying, "She is not here to fight." Sarah questions, "Then what is she here for?" The creature replies, "A test." Flying closer to them, she warns, "None of you shall pass unless you pass my test. Fail it, and you will turn to stone."They exchange glances, and Scott expresses his concerns, "I have a bad feeling about this." Officer Stephen agrees, "I don't think we can answer her question; it's better if we fight her." Kira urges them to reconsider, saying, "Fighting her means suicide. We have to undergo her test." She leans in and whispers, "I have an idea of the questions she might ask, and it's the same question she is well known for asking."They listen to what she has to say and then the creature presents her question, "Which beast has four legs, then two legs, then three legs but has one head?" They look at each other, waiting
As they appeared, they vanished back to the boat. Sandra raised the sword high, calling for the so-called siren to appear from the river."Bring us our friend," she demanded. The demon crawled closer, snarling at their bravery. Sandra scared it off with the sword's radiant light.Scott, preparing to fight, asked,"Where is Peter? We brought the sword as you instructed, now fulfill your promise." Suddenly the river rumbled, and Peter emerged from it, unconscious, dropped into the boat."Now, the sword," the siren demanded, and Sandra handed it over. She let out a hysterical laugh, revealing her demonic teeth. They looked at her with confusion."Why do you think I sent you to bring the sword? You never reasoned it; you will be hunted down one after the other until you get wiped out," the demon said.Kira bravely stepped forward, her sword sparkling."What do you mean?" she asked."The sword's owner forbids anyone from taking it. It has the power of invisibility, and anyone who takes i
In the midst of the desolate wilderness, the group stood, baffled by the sudden cessation of the eerie aura surrounding the stick they held. Scott voiced his concern, "Where is the demon? Why did it stop here in the middle of nowhere?"Their attention was diverted as a powerful wind gathered, swirling into a tornado that churned up a cloud of dust. "What on earth is that? What's happening?" James exclaimed, fear evident in his voice. Gradually, the wind subsided, revealing the enigmatic figure of a woman before them.Clad in a luminous white gown, with cascading locks of hair and skin that seemed to radiate like the sun, she was a mesmerizing sight. The group braced themselves for a potential confrontation, and Officer Stephen boldly asked, "Who are you?"The woman's eyes gleamed as she responded, "You can call me the Pathfinder." Intrigued and perplexed, they inquired further. "You seek to destroy Typhoon, don't you?" she inquired, her laughter echoing eerily, "It's an impossible
Peter runs as fast as he can while checking the time on his watch; he must not be late. He tightly holds the cigarette pack in his hand. He arrives back at school, jumps through the fences, and peeks to avoid being seen by teachers and other students. He dashes straight to the rooftop, and there they are. "You are one minute late, Peter," Derek says, stepping on his school uniform, which they had taken when he was about to buy cigarettes from them. Peter breathes hard, "There are too many people, so I had to wait." Owen walks closer to him and gives him a hard knock. "What does that concern us? We warned you not to be late, and you were. You have to be punished for it." Peter goes down on his knees, "I am sorry, I'll be faster next time. I'll steal it if I have to." Raymond, the leader of the bullies, stands up from the boy he was sitting on, using him as a chair. He walks closer to Peter, who trembles as Raymond approaches and takes the cigarettes. "Go," Raymond says. Peter
They arrived at the temple, accompanied by a narrator who diligently chronicled their every move and the events leading up to their arrival. As their eyes fell upon a peculiar statue, its form seemed to defy convention. Though seemingly crafted from stone, it possessed an uncanny semblance of life. Each student paused, captivated by this enigmatic sight.The narrator's voice resonated once more, filling the air with a tale of ancient lore. "Behold the king, the inaugural werewolf in human history," they proclaimed. "Once a beloved soldier of King Zeus, he commanded immense strength and an expansive army. Yet, in a fateful encounter with Hades, the lord of the underworld, he harbored ambitions of toppling the earthly order. His reckless pursuit almost wrought destruction upon the world itself. However, King Zeus, filled with righteous fury, condemned him to eternal petrification as punishment, simultaneously sealing away his legions within a chamber."Amidst the students' awestruck sil
Peter's eyelids felt heavy, making it a struggle to open them. As he groggily regained consciousness, he noticed a faint beeping sound nearby, indicating that he was in a bed. However, it was clear to him that this was not his familiar home environment. He attempted to lift his hand, only to find it weighed down by an unseen force. With great effort, he tried again to open his eyes, and this time, they fluttered open, though his vision remained blurred and indistinct."Peter," a voice echoed beside him. He turned his gaze toward the source, but all he could discern was the vague outline of a person. Suddenly, a beam of light illuminated his face as someone adjusted a lamp nearby. Gradually, piece by piece, the scene before him began to come into focus.The person who had touched him spoke once more, asking, "Can you see me?" It became evident to Peter that he was in a hospital, and the individual before him was a doctor. Nodding his head slowly, Peter attempted to utter the name "Jame
Chapter 4: A Mysterious ConfrontationAs Peter awakened, his surroundings transformed into an unfamiliar setting—the heart of the jungle. Puzzled by his sudden displacement, he questioned himself, "How did I end up here?" His certainty of having fallen asleep in his cozy room heightened the sense of confusion. Something inexplicable was happening to him, compelling him to navigate the dense vegetation with urgency. However, his progress was abruptly halted by the resurfacing of a haunting voice, resonating with a monstrous timbre. Peter pivoted to identify the source and was met with the sight of the flashy object that had trailed them since their previous excursion. Fear surged within him, prompting a swift retreat from the enigmatic presence.Upon Peter's return home, his mother awaited his arrival. Resembling his mother in stature, he inherited his facial features from a late father whom he had never known—an unfortunate victim of an accident before Peter's birth. As she posed the