The Fantasy Saga

"You look pale. And there are dark circles under your eyes..." he said, scrutinizing her face.

"What are you hinting at?" Saga smiled bitterly. "Go on, ask your question."

"I have a feeling something happened." He kept looking at her.

"I had a hard night. You know, nightmares and so on," she replied half-jokingly.

"I get it. What a relief. Just the nightmares," Maurice sighed audibly.

"And that's it?" Saga feigned indignation. "Freddy Krueger quartered me brutally, then threw pieces of me to the sharks, and you sigh with relief?"

She even put her ear to the cool wall, trying to pick up any strange sounds. All around was silence. What if there is something standing there, listening with me, on the other side of the wall? she thought. At one point, she really had the impression that something was there, waiting motionlessly. She pressed her ear even closer to the wall. She barely breathed. Suddenly she began to hear some sounds, something like someone's breathing. So soft that at first she thought it was just her imagination.

"They... they are here again. They have come for us. They are lurking."

"Who is there?"

"Wolves... and who knows what else..." She put her finger to her lips.

Saga jumped to the windows and pulled the curtains with a decisive movement.

"I don't know if I can sleep at all under these conditions. We are surrounded. On all sides. Literally."

Hugo replied in a growling voice that sounded like the grating of un-oiled hinges. The sound sent shivers down the spines of his friends.

"I'll give you some good advice. Don't stay here too long and don't stare into the forest at this hour. You will see something else out there. Wolves, goblins and other evil creatures. And their red eyes can deceive anyone who looks too closely. They will lose their minds. Or go mad."