The cries of the people echoed for hours as the bandits let it be known how cruel they were. Draken cried as he listened to their screams, they begged for mercy, but it never came.
Hours passed and all Draken could think about was the screaming. The sun had set, he was abandoned, alone in the darkness, a pit of his own suffering. Finally, he found courage to breath again and began to climb out of the grass. As his head began to emerge, his eyes darted around, seeking the terrible smiles of the bandits. He stood there for several minutes, waiting for the bandits to suddenly jump out and take him away, but they never came. As half his body became visible to the world again, he heard a crunch in the distance. He froze, completely petrified. Another hour passed and he slowly began to move again, feeling more confident with the more he emerged.
Finally, Draken had climbed out of he ditch. He brushed the dead grass off his dirty tunic and climbed towards where the wagon once was, he dared not stand, so he crawled on all fours. As he grew nearer, he finally realized that he'd actually rolled pretty far away. How he survived, he did not know.
The silhouette of the abandoned wagon stood in the darkness. The trees broke just enough for the moon to shine down upon it. Dark blotches of liquid surrounded the shadow as it loomed. Draken continued to crawl towards the wagon, holding onto the little hope he had left. He suddenly felt a big bump, he peered down to find the dead body of a man glaring at him with the eyes of death. He gasped and backed away quickly. He crawled quickly in his panic and ran into a body leaning against the tree he'd been hunched near not too long ago, it slumped onto him seemingly trying to drag him into his grave. He jumped up and ran into the middle of the trail, as he turned to look where he was previously, he nearly vomited. He'd been crawling over the bodies of his fellow travelers the entire time. He turned away to find two bodies leaning against the wagon. It was his mother and father.
Draken dropped to his knees, he couldn't stop looking at their faces... the frozen terror that was drawn upon them! He shoved his face into his hands and screamed for far longer than he could count. His world was truly over, everything he knew was gone. He crawled over to the corpses of his parents and hugged them gingerly, screaming apologies, begging for another chance. He couldn't accept this, he began to shake them, commanding them to wake up. He didn't know what to do, he was lost and that once awe inspiring world was now his biggest nightmare. He shaked and shaked the bodies, screaming and begging, until he found a hand on his shoulder. He turned slowly, teary eyed, to find a woman standing over him.
"Hello my child", she said in a sweet caring voice. She peered over his shoulder and gave him a warn smile, "Do not cry, for this is the way that things are.", She said as she hugged him. Draken's tears slowly began to fade and his eyes began to grow cold. This was not the way things should be, he thought. "Come with me child, I will take you.", Said the lady as she escorted him down the road.
