4 32s name (1/2)
After reading those words, it finally hit her with more violence that she thought. She viewed her companions as numbers, even the one that survived with her. She remembered him as the son of a noble and as number 2. But she realized that she didn't even knew his name, and never will. And that she also forgot her very name. She kept searching in her memory, but except seeing the last years of nightmares and tortures, she couldn't even recall the most important word of her life. Her last sense of sanity was beginning to fade as she was frenetically searching for an answer. But no matter how hard she tried, nothing was coming in her mind.
”Are you certain that it is the hideout of those dark mages? It seems not guarded at all!”
”Of course, it has been two weeks almost bloody moron! Do you think the knights have the time to bother guarding a destroyed cave like that? Remember, we might be the first one to enter it and grab all that stuff!”
”Are you sure it is not dangerous?”
”Shut up now! We are broke, so now Miguel, just follow my lead.”
She could hear two men shouting at each other and coming this way. And from what she could understand, they were not on the good side of the law. And if after everything she had gone through, she still was capable of trusting strangers, she deserved to die a million times. She took the book in front of her and began to run toward one of the rooms where she was tortured. She barely contemplated the now destroyed equipment before crouching behind one of the fallen desks. There she saw surrounding her some broken vials and burnt papers. She extinguished the torch with her weak breath and began to wait.
If they were not that loud, she would have probably been caught. Even at that time, she heard them rampaging and searching everywhere for something. But the knights really did a good job at destroying everything. Only the secret stashes were unharmed, but how two dumb bandits could find them? After dozens of minutes, their patience was rewarded by nothing. Absolutely nothing and the one named Miguel was trying to leave this place as soon as possible.
”C'mon, leave this damned place, you see there is nothing, that's why it wasn't guarded?”
”Don't tell me what to do! Those dark mages were not that stupid, they probably hid their treasures, we have to find them.”
”But we searched everywhere, where do you think it is? In the ceiling?”
”Not a bad idea Miguel, no one will look above their line of vision … nothing … damn it if only I cou AAAAAAAAAAAAAAh”
While they were talking, one of them didn't look the ground and fell on some remains laying on the floor. Provoking his anger and apparently great pain, but because of that, he was focused on the ground a little too much.
”Damn place, damn everything and damn smartass magicians. Look at that stupid broken bench on the floor and … what is that?”
”Can we go now, please?”
”Miguel shut up! Look on the floor, those footprints!”
”And what? It's a child footprint, of course. You didn't hear the news about the dozens of children rescued?”
”Yes, but that base was destroyed AFTER they were saved. So how can a footprint be seen after those knights wrecked everything?”
”Yes but … that would mean …”
32 was shocked after hearing this. She began to touch under her feet and realized that a lot of ashes were stuck on them. The possibility of her leaving a trail toward her hiding spot was big. And since she was completely in the dark, she couldn't even leave before the two men arrived. She would create so much noise that they would realize for sure that they were not alone. She desperately tried to reduce her size as much as a small girl could.