Chapter 4: ✴DID I JUST EAT A WORM?✴

My body seemed to float, like a feather being cradled by a mellow breeze and. . . wait. . . float? Feather?

I instantly opened my eyes, but instead of seeing a familiar ceiling, I'm looking at a triangular shaped roof that was new to my sight.

Was this lost in wonderland part two? I haven't remembered falling in a rabbit hole. Well, my mom told me stories and I regret not giving full attention before.

But it was really fascinating. I mean, what's above me was made of brown leaves stitched together with mastery. I got keen eyes and impressing me would be a hard stuff but, where did they get a leaf as big as that? And second, how were they able to do that? Admirable!

Okey, Rohama. You're asking no one. Better get on your feet.

"Geez! What am I doing drifting at the middle of this room?" I was shouting. Consternation filled my being, spawning a vacuous reaction. It was already late when I realized that I might be held as a captive.

The incident flashed in my mind all at once. Gosh! Was I caught? I must be a sacrifice for some monsters.

No wonder why I felt so light, I wasn't touching any solid things. The room was empty, only four pillars and a door was here.

I attempted to stand, but I couldn't control my weight and ended up turning up and down like a wheel of a school bus. I think I'm gonna have an upset stomach. Felt like riding a roller coaster five times straight. My vision was swimming.

Something tiny, sparkling and yellowish were circling around me. Might be particles or dust. I'm having a thought that they may be the reason why I'm elevated.

I tried catching one but it seemed that they have this natural reaction to repel everytime a thing should reach for them.

I focused on balancing instead.

After an hour of struggle, I succeded to stand, but my feet weren't still touching the floor. I breathe deep, scared to move even a little as it may cause a churning scenario again. I might puke.

Now, how must I supposed to escape? I couldn't grab anything. I couldn't even reach the walls. What were those written there anyway? Some code or passwords engraved? I'm pretty positive it's made of brown clay.

As I'm still figuring out what to do, the door swung open. My heart thumped faster, it could even win a race at that rate.

Three creatures showed up, the humanoid aliens! And they sauntered magnificently flaunting their ravishing beauty.

One of them enchanted something, making the particles around me vanish and I instantly fell downward.

"Ouch!" That hurts. He should have atleast warned me. My butt plunked down the compact bottom. I could guess it's made of rocks. Whatever, the point was, can they be more careful? Atleast treat me gently before letting some horrible specimen gobble me.

"Keŕelè àķiaĺ?"

"Àķìeŕnì rèĺaìķ!"

I frowned upon hearing that language again but immediately went pale seeing them approaching.

"Hey? What are you doing?" I asked dithery as two of the three grabbed my hands and prevented me to tussle.

No!

The one with yellow eyes was holding a bowl made of wood. Ugh! Can it just be cereals? Why does it has to be worms? Green ones with a size of a thumb! It was transparent, like jellies except that, it was sliding and squirming.

Trust me, I really tried hard to avoid that slimy thing being shove in my mouth. But what can I do? Three to one? That's not even fair! I felt its soft body move, making its way down to my belly. Am I gonna die then? My mind was producing countless deductions!

Will it grow and eat my internal organs? How much pain would that feel?

"Young miss? Can you understand us now?" I am shock. Very much.

"Was that some sort of translator?"

"My apologies, but what do you mean by translator?" I've come to realize that their comprehension was limited. Might be because we didn't come from the same world or where am I again? A parallel universe? Another world? Another planet?

"Nevermind," I responded.

"Young miss, the name was Pierre," a man with red eyes said.

"Merko," came from man whose grip was still at the bowl. A sickening feeling then again reverted.

"I am Yura," said the one with purple pupils.

"Call me Rohama." I smiled in relief. The three were omitting a very friendly aura. Which means, I'm not in danger right? But still, I shouldn't get too much comfortable. Enemies hid their faces in congeniality.

"Miss, will y---"

"Can you please calm me Rohama instead? That young miss thing was making me cringe," I cut Yura. It sounds too formal for my hearing. In addition to that, they have a very odd accent.

"Granted. Forgive me. Our elder would like to meet you at this moment, kindly follow us if you may."

"Sure," I replied. The four of us headed to the door.

Our distance were actually close, but I couldn't stop my eyes from mooching around making my pace slower and slower. How should I describe where I am now?

A small village? Yes it was. From where I was standing, I could view the whole area. Tiny houses made of the same materials back at the room where I got stuck earlier, dotted around the landscape leaving a wide circular space at the middle.

Children ran to and fro, some ladies carry baskets full of fruits, and men in their spears were marching at the side.

A perfect picture of a peaceful living. The sun glittered, it's bigger than what I usually see. Uh, did it change its rotation habit?

I snorted. Why am I questioning something like that when everything that's happening was a bigger question.

Why am I here at the first place padding in this wide hallway?

Yura mentioned about an elder earlier, maybe he can give me answers.

We happened to walk near the houses and I was able to view the structure closer. Whoa. The outer layer were polished, the windows had a couple of thin twigs placed vertically looking like bars with little flowers growing in it.

It seemed like I got caught with the scenery that I forgot I'm a stranger and my guides already left me behind. Goodness! Need to hurry, I might get lost or perhaps someone may comeby and mistook me for a spy. My uniform does make me look foreign.

I made a run but found myself halted by a flower as big as my head, swaying gracefully with the wind. The color was of a snow, pure and alluring. It seemed to be calling me. The white pollens were scattering like shining dusts playing with the air.

"Rohama!" I was startled by the sudden tap on my shoulders.

Wait, why am I near this plant? I didn't remember walking closer though. Weird.

I faced Yura and asked, "Why?"

"I'm afraid you'd inhale the fragrance of that flower. This plant is used for medical purposes, usually once inhaled by any creature, it will cause them to fell into deep sleep. It takes about a day or more to wake up depending upon the amount taken in."

My mouth automatically released an 'oh'. If by any chance he didn't see me, I had probably dropped down the floor snoring.

That's why, when he straddled again, he had long legs ofcourse maybe six feet in height, I made sure to tail closer at his back. It was such an effort though to disregard everything that we had passed upon. Some views were really enticing but I made sure to fucos entirely on the path we were treading.

I might end up killing myself for being too curious about things.

"We have arrived," Pierre stated. He was looking at some brown double door, rectangular in shape and was tall, like two-times my size.

I moved closer to Merko. "What is inside that huge barrier?"

His visage turned to me, with a smile written on it. I was stunned. They looked perfect when this close. I could clearly see their features in detailed manner. From big, slanted upward eyes, long lashes, pointed nose and thin lips. Gorgeous!

"A chamber for meetings and other important events such us feast and celebration. Inside would be two rooms, the first you shall see will be the public one, open for those who wish to see the elder, for consultation or reconciliation. The second one, was for authorized individual only." His answer snapped me back to my current reality.

"Junoesque," I muttered. It was a subconscious action and it just slipped. My cheeks instantly flared in humiliation, I was afraid of Merko's reaction. I even said that in a dreamy manner. How stupid I am! Goodness!

"Pardon?" Ah, saved! Can't articulate how thankful I am that he didn't hear or might be he didn't understand? It could be the last one observing the thing with translator before.

"Uh, nothing." I smiled after and gazed back at the door.