The CURSE: Deadly Games
● TWENTY SEVEN ●
"What does the picture mean?" eleanor asked as she scratched her non-itchy head, a sign of confusion.
"Are you sure you can get into the game through this book? This book doesn't even mention a single one about the game you're saying" said Mr. Favid, who stood on a table with a book on it.
"Games, games, games" Baylor murmured after hearing the statement.
He lowered his head as his brain thought to recite the meaning of the book.
"Yes! This book is deliberately made to imply its hidden intent. This book can be read for those who enjoy it. However, for those who mean something like us, he is attaching some sort of mystery!" after re-examining his brain and thinking clearly.
"Then how do you get into the game?" ask Favid again not satisfied with the answer.
Baylor just shook his head desperately and dragged the book that was originally in the middle of Eleanor and she became completely in front of him. He closed his eyes and paused for a moment to relax his brain. When it opened he narrowed his eyes and probed, looking around for the meaning of the picture.
"Look!" the thrill of which immediately followed the fiery gaze of Eleanor and Favid, her hand pointed at the frog in the first picture.
"Look, this frog was originally small, and this is." His hands shifted about 7 cm to the right. "The code is big now!"
"Yes! Why not think about me. Ugh, stupid!" eleanor said while hitting her own head with her wrist.
"Then, then? Whatchu mean? Say it clearly" said Favid excitedly and a little impatiently, then brought his curious face closer to the book Baylor pointed to.
"How can the frog grow?" baylor murmured while tilting his head with eyes still focused and eyebrows that are interlocked.
Meanwhile, Favid, he researched again the photo of the book he took to help Baylor who had been struggling and struggling with his own brain. Eleanor draws herself closer to the book Baylor pulled in order to read it as well and finds a way out for the real problem of hers alone but with the help of the two helper men in her life.
"Could it be man-tra?" baylor asked hesitantly and turned his head to the two people waiting for an explanation from him.
"You mean?" tanya Eleanor did not understand at all the intentions of Shadow earlier.
"Look! The witch here opens her mouth, and the one in the picture has her mouth closed! It was a sign that he had said something" he explained with eyes blazing with flames and a beaming face that had fully understood the meaning of the image.
However, it seems that the two people next to him still remain not carried away by the groove created by Baylor.
"Then what is useful about an open and closed mouth?" ask Favid.
"Look carefully! When the witch's mouth closed, the frog had become big. It means that the witch said something so that the frog became big. She's witch! You know witches can change everything to their liking with a spell, right?" That blazing remark eventually resulted in a nod from Eleanor and Favid.
"So what about the spell? What to do and how to find it?" eleanor asked after fully understanding the meaning of the picture.
However, that has not been answered by Baylor. His brain imagination was deadlocked if he had to think about the spell. He did not know what to do with the spell meant by his image. While Favid he looks to quickly swipe the small screen flat.
"Hey!! I think there's something strange" said Favid who was still struggling on his phone that shone brightly until reflected on his face.
"What's that?" asked the excited Baylor with a puzzle she always loved from childhood.
He stood up and moved away from the chair he had been sitting in to Favid. He tried to take a peek at the thing that made Favid say so.
"I feel like there's something a little awkward about this book. Maybe with-" said Favid with raised eyebrows at Baylor who stood next to him, but he did not continue because he himself was not sure about this.
"With what?" eleanor asked confusedly as she left her brown hard chair and joined two tall men facing each other until now the shape of the three of them gathered to form a triangle when viewed from above.
"Eitherway. Let me concentrate for a moment" said Favid, then decided to sit back on a padded mattress three steps away from two hard brown chairs and a table.
***
"Sofia, is everything in order?" said someone who is none other than Catoo, the short and cunning.
"Already, Prof," replied Sofia, just from the tone of her speech and the pupils of her eyes that shook like she was not ready for the mission this time.
"Don't act suspicious or our plan will fail" Catoo said.
"Well, Prof," Sofia said slowly.
"Everything is ready" cried Catoo.
Sofia goes down the car and walks towards a luxury building that is none other than the hotel where Eleanor stayed for a few days.
***
"Vid, have you found anything?" baylor asked, suddenly making Favid look at him while playing with his upper lip.
"Not yet, but I found an awkwardness in his typing. I've reread and found some misspelled words. Is that just my feeling or is there some purpose?" said Favid while furrowing his eyebrows until the two almost fused together.
The three of them began to lose hope. They found no way or clue to get into the game.
Suddenly the door was knocked many times and never stopped, it seemed like something important or maybe something was wrong.
Tokk .. tokk....
Tokk .. tokk....
Tokk .. tokk....
Tokk .. tokk....
......................................
"Who is that?" eleanor said, looking towards the door.
"Is it possible for a janitor?" Favid tried to express his opinion.
"It's not possible that the janitor. That's what you're knocking crazy, don't stop trying," said Baylor, starting a little emotional and curious.
They then immediately left the book open on the table and headed to the door that continued to produce the frequency of the sound that disturbed the hearing.
Eleanor opened the door with fear. He kept praying that this door would open would not lead them into another ordeal.
As soon as the door opened, they were immediately surprised instead of playing looking at it.
"Whoever you are, help me. Please, help me" said a woman with constant tears streaming down.
And so was his mouth that was constantly asking them for help, behind the slings of his hands begging him.
What an unpleasant sight and a drain on conscience. The woman's clothes were ripped apart but not tattered, her hair was disheveled yet not clumped like crazy. It was as if he was being chased and beaten by people. Plus the slight blue colored bruises around his eye bones amplify that possibility.
The three of them looked at each other, not understanding what they should do. Why did she come to ask them for help? Wasn't there a receptionist below, who he could look for and was even more powerful than the usual hotel occupants?
"Can you please stop crying and explain what happened? We can't help you if you don't explain what's going on" said Favid.
"I was chased by some big, muscular men. My boyfriend was killed by them downstairs. Please help me escape. Please," ask the woman in a voice that blends with sobs and hands that continue to wipe away her tears.
The three of them empathized with the woman, as if understanding her suffering.
"Come, comein!" take Eleanor, lead the weak woman into her room.
As she was about to close the door, Eleanor's bedroom door was kicked by several well-built men. Are those the men that the woman was referring to?
"Where do you think you can run? Hahaha," said one of the men standing in front of several more men in the back, and pulling the woman was easy from the care of Eleanor, Favid, and Baylor .
"Please help me. Please. I was pregnant" said the woman, crying, holding her stomach and resignedly being pulled by the men out of the reach of the eyes of the man who let her in.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. They don't understand the real situation. Is that woman a fine woman or a p***cur woman? I don't know, but Eleanor's conscience is still working.
"Lor, Vid, let's help him!" eleanor exclaimed after taking a unanimous decision to help their newly known woman for a few minutes.
"Well, me and Favid are going down. You stay in the room. I don't want you to get hurt" Baylor said, running out of the room and chasing them, followed by Favid before Eleanor made her voice and opinion.
Eleanor who was left in the room began to feel anxious. He was pacing back and forth without doing anything. All he thinks about is the safety of Baylor, Favid, and women who are the same gender as him.
***
"Hey, stop!"
