The bell rang, it slowly rumbled. Shrinking to a sigh it tumbled. The tip of a screw touched me, stabbing me from my shoulder to my back."Food ..." I said as I sobbed, "Eat." They told me as they threw rocks at my face. Tucked in a corner slowly I told my Termanto."Friend, faithful creature. Do not listen to their horrible buzzing."

  I covered my Termanto's ears as I gazed down at his fluffy paws."I just wanted to raise you," I said, hiding him comfortably in my claws. "Arrrrrrg." My friend grunted, my body covered him, sobbing with melancholy, with pain, I blamed myself for my inability to take care of my friend, my Termanto. "It'll be over in a minute," I told him.

  Getting up, I sneaked away... as I ran, I maneuvered through this crimson night.

  "Here he is!" They said, it was raining and nimbly I moved out of this place, but before I arrived, before I escaped, I stopped, there was a stake in the head of my friend... my Brother. "Kill him!" They said, a stake in my head stopped me too. But I would not give up, the reddish night would leave, the moon would hide, the rains would come.

  "General Jurke." Called a little voice, such a tiny noise that it was pleasing to the ears. "I killed the bait." A 14-year-old boy said as he smiled, and slowly he stole my treasure, my only way into this world, my eyes

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  The point of view of the 14 year old boy.

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  The bait moved, tenebrously I escaped from his sight. "You will not notice," I said as I grabbed my only real weapon, a stick with a clay tip. "Let no alley hide from our sight!" They told us as they quietly placed us, they put me on a bridge that looked more ancient than Palamam herself. As I covered myself in the reddish night, my bait came out and faintly moved through this endless night, suddenly voices were heard in the corner, they appeared to be quite the distance, I had to take the chance.

  "This prey is mine!" I said to myself, taking a stake out of a box, carefully leaving my weapon in its trunk. "My spear will not be used," I said as I focused the stake on my prey, letting it flow smoothly out of my hand. The stake flew, breaking the very air that carried it.

  As the piece of wood flew, I viciously jumped from the bridge to the floor. "Come here," I said, the stake hit, it took his life away and now my prey had no friend "HEY!" I said as I threw a stake in my hand towards my bait, he could not move he would not move, he was dead, life remained in his eyes, they shone like metal and ironically they shall never move like If they were a metal.

  Soon my tutors arrived, all moving happily as they heard the news, they walked from corner to corner with an excited smile. "Here are the eyes of the bait." I smiled as I looked into the eyes, they looked back at me. "Good work." They told me and with the night they left, leaving me alone in my little house.

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  The night faded, the souls in the streets escaped, the animals running around in the dark disappeared, the body in the streets moved ... bloody were his hands; While they were leaning and on the floor they remained, his body rising from an infinite slumber.

  sitting in the street; He looked nowhere but the sky, his forehead bleeding and slowly painting his face, "Ooooooohhhaa." His soul screamed.

  The floor trembled, the rains came, "Huh?" Said a 14-year-old boy as he slowly got out of bed, "Who makes noise so early?"