The Dark Tribe

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irror with the magical iron k

p for quite some time, unlikely to be retrieved for years to come. Probably a murder; a suici

n of a ten-year-old grieving and taking his last breaths on an iron key as he headed for the caves. This time there is no turning back. He'd rather trip on a stone and slump to death than go back home, but there was also the uncertainty of death. His s

e a little above the foundation and the key insertion region. Once again, he saw the reflection of a ten-year-old blonde. This time his lip and nose were bleeding, and his face was muddy

aid. "You knew! You knew where it

ed to being in this marriage, y

tinued. Hannah's wail was the louder, Evie's was light, high-pitched, and pesky. His ears were drumming, his hands froze, and he felt a cold rush of adrenaline thro

down for minutes on the large stale rock, clearing his head, trying to recall pleasant moments with either of his parents, but he seemed not to remember much. However, the terrible memories outnumbered the good ones which he chos

ne, look what you've done

her's voice – it sounded more like a crow delivering an assignment, best for breaking bad news. Well, it was his mother who told him about the ke

the keys?"

?!" his mo

I'm talking about," his father said. "

t me to give you the ke

ly little games,'" Henry said in a r

said. There was a supposed silence between the both of them befo

the continuous wailing of babies, Kyla's incessant complaints, and his h

and you decided to be a p

father's angry breathing, "Or I'll go get it myself." He

towards the master bedroom, he presumed. Meanwhile,

ther must have found out, they would search for him. They must find hi

" Kyla yelled.

and had forgotten how his legs worked. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't. He was paralysed. He heard his mother's angry steps walking

is mother shoute

he enraged, slender brunette lady. He want

out it, don't you?" sa

father said in an astonished

a bit. "Do I look lik

g, 'No, No, No,' while they turned every jar upside down and unfolded the clothes. He knew what would come next. He summoned courage and stood u

It must be a "No". "Where's Greg? Gregory?!" his mother shouted. His heart

his room?"

aid in a tre

nk he took the

" Kyla said in a whisper.

ave. He might be there," Henry sa

took the car; his mother was driving. She'd previously and currently been known as a reckless driver in Osinku where they lived. The mirror finally unlocked; the blue fog was pouring. It looked like paradise: a paradise of doom, paradise of joy, paradise of perplexity and astonishment. He needed to drop something, to tell them he was there and had vanished. He tore a piece of cloth from hi

not

here. Th

st fin