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Fifteen. Ten. Five. Explosion. Door blew inward

He called again, this time, everyone was already feeling the landing effect. “Five! Four! Three! Two! One! For the glory of Triven!” “For the glory of Triven…

The Fifth Heir had arrived. To Be Continued...

I asked as I peered into her eyes, searching through it as though the answers laid there. “Yes…we used to be fifteen in number”, Five divulged and for a minute, I thought that I had heard wrongly . I sat up again as this was the best discussion that seemed to be coming my way ever since I stepped foot into the mansion. “What happened to them? Why are you guys ten now?” I asked with a shaky voice, hoping that whatever it was would see me leaving this hell called a mansion. “There is something that usually happens here. We stay here as prisoners or slaves, but that doesn’t mean that we get to stay here forever. If you get lucky, you get away…”, Five explained, still in a puzzled manner that go

“Wait, wasn’t he married before? I don’t remember ever seeing his wife.” “No way! Was he married? I never heard about that!” I stared at the screen, my lips curving into a mocking smile. Back then, he had told me coldly, “This is nothing but a deal between us. Don’t make it too public. Keep it simple.” I had nodded in agreement. At that time, I only cared about the children at the orphanage; nothing else mattered. Hence, we simply registered our marriage at the city hall. There was no ceremony or celebration.

Five down. Fifteen to go. The work continued.

Chapter 55 is OBLIVION and it's the beginning of the END! END OF CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR

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_ Ivy. _Thump-thump._ Alex. _Thump-thump._ Me. _Thump-thump._ Adrian. Five. No cages. Just quiet. Just home.

“You see? This is thanks for decades of good education.” “You taught us to light pancakes.” “That was science.” “That was fire.” No one won the discussion. As usual. In the end they drove anyway. Aren. Mira. Kai. Elio. And Jonas. Five old friends. Five former lost children. To the west. The ride lasted almost all day. The further they came, the emptyer the streets became. Villages were rarer. Mobile phone reception disappeared. The sky became grayer. And at some point the sea appeared.