Wolf of Stone novel Chapter 5

My thoughts raced a million miles away from me and buckled over each other in a massive traffic jam as I strained myself to think of a logical situation as to what we just saw. Nothing came to mind. There was none.

Liza slowed down until she came to a complete stop. We had made it at least an hour away from the dreaded cave and somehow, I didn't feel like we were far enough.

Liza bent and rested her hands on her knees, wheezing and trying to catch her breath.

"Ezmira... please tell me what we saw was some kind of twist up shit our wild imagination conjured up..."

I ignored her words as I tried to catch my breath and slow the erratic beating of my heart. Fear clouded around me and clung to me so hard that I grabbed Liza once more and we continued running away.

Away from that cave.

Away from the silence.

Away from the voice

Away from that statue.

We ran for what felt like hours, stopping occasionally, to catch our breath and rest our aching limbs, but the knowledge of that strange statue had us going, not wanting to stay any longer than we should.

It wasn't until we escaped the forest and found our car exactly where we parked it, did we feel relieved.

We hurriedly jumped into the car and skidded out onto the road, our destination.... home.

How I missed this sort of predicament during my research? I had no idea, but I wasn't going to stick around long enough to find out.

On our drive home Liza glanced at me cautiously as I gazed out the window blankly, all thoughts non-existent as this numb feeling washed over me.

"You okay?"

I gazed at the wild vegetation the car flashed pass, the image of my reflection in the stone eyes of the wolf at the forefront of my mind.

What the hell was going on in this creepy as fuck town?

"There is no logical explanation as to what we just saw. I'm starting to think the pieces of this puzzle goes far beyond our human comprehension."

"No shit."

We stayed in silence for the rest of the ride home, each of us locked in our own thoughts. 

Meanwhile.... back at the garden...

Axil collapsed onto the ground with a groan. His body aching as if something heavy was pressed down on him, which technically it was since he was buried under stone for such a long time. His limbs were throbbing, weak and defenceless. He laid his paws out in front of him and cuddled with the ground, panting in exhaustion.

He was free.

He inhaled the forest air for the first time in forever, relishing the sweet scent of nature as it tickled his nose. He sighed as the faint scent of something delectable lingered in the air.

He stretched his paws before him and lowered his body, stretching. He then stood with much effort and shook out the dust and debris from his fur.

Abel.

Must find Abel.

He quickly scanned his eyes over his people and tried to identify that one specific face. He walked slowly between each statue, his legs feeling too heavy for him to go any faster. He hated feeling this weak.

His heart ached as he took in the emotions behind the eyes of his people. Their fear, their anxiety, their hatred was all trapped with them behind those stones, suffering for eternity.

Until now that is.

Someone had freed him. Surely, they could help him free the others as well.

He searched and searched for his brother, his heart in his throat as he found himself growing anxious.

Where could he possibly be? I was sure he didn't leave my sight while we were fighting!

Axils heart rate began to spike as his thoughts scrambled for his brother's location.

"Brother!" He called out through their mental link, hoping... no begging for a response. Hoping his brother managed to escape the disaster that he was trapped in.