We were in such a place that I knew better than to struggle, for the woods behind our house were thick where not an echo or a sound could escape; and the hill ~ massive with no one around for miles, and the temple on other side of the hill was approachable from the other side only which was quite far and no one ventured this hill as it was rumoured to belong to ancient tribals who had protected and sealed it with chants; and hence, forbidden for new settlers like us, and we strictly adhered to the warning 'not to go into the woods or the hill ever' as it would unleash a bad omen, but, now as I watched my captor who brought me here, I wondered how this will all end...I just decided to play along and not risk my life for he did say he wanted to 'sacrifice' me ~ why, how...only he knew and I didn't want to prod.
He sat across me mumbling something to himself and I could only watch helplessly with my hands still tied behind my back and with me no longer struggling, he had loosened his grip allowing me to sit at some distance from him...what did he want and why was he acting this way I kept wondering, he was always strange and I was even warned when we had started going out for he was new in town and seemed reclusive which did attract me as I liked quiet characters and his reserved demeanour had attracted me and I found myself falling head long for him which he seemed to resist at first but slowly gave in and we ended up making out behind that very temple - my eyes widened at the memory, we had cycled through the other side of the hill...but, weirdly after that one incident he had grown more stranger and ultimately vanished from my life altogether leaving me more shocked than heart-broken, but eventually I came around, met other people and had kind of forgotten.
'Yes, it was easy for you to forget me, ' he seemed to be saying more to himself now as I looked at his sharp features that almost gleamed at the moon light, 'I was never accepted back and became impure forever, and you are responsible for it - only if I sacrifice you now, my sins will be washed off,' he finished angrily.
I watched in horror at what I was hearing my mind flying back to the time when he had shyly told me little about the cult he was following - which was an ancient cult belonging to the tribals and he had asked me to join him too, but I had refused as I didn't believe in such things...he never tried convincing after that as he was always guarded about it, 'I'll sacrifice you at the same place you made me impure, come you bitch,' he was saying and before I could react he had gotten on his feet and came forward grabbing at my arm and pulled me before pushing me through the woods again, 'at the witching hour,' he growled behind.
I walked in front, not sure if this night would have any favourable ending - he wanted to kill me so that he could become pure again and accepted back into his cult - what mess had I landed in, I thought to myself, and with what kind of psycho; I prayed in my mind fervently for help from the heavens because only God could save me now... and just then, a thought did strike me, if he intended killing me he'd take me to that very spot behind the temple, and there would hopefully be people there - atleast a couple even though it was late at night and maybe, I could struggle to escape then, so, for now I complied with his command and walked silently with him pushing me every now and then, and, poking at me roughly with his weapon - a knife, that he had slowly taken out.
The trees were a lot less dense near the temple and I knew we were getting closer as a small trail appeared ( in a somewhat clearer patch ) that would take us to the temple and join the bigger road further down and spotting the trail was like my hopes reviving I had a chance now, and with faint sounds of sirens and footsteps approaching was almost heaven sent, I could hear my mother's faint voice too calling out my name - and I was like... 'here...here...come here' and as though straight out of a movie scene I saw sleauths grabbing at my kidnapper from behind and knocking him down and I was free, running towards my mother whom I saw trying to climb the hill - she had heard my muffled pleas after all which she later confirmed, how she had seen me being dragged out of the house that had her alerting the cops who eventually surrounded the entire hill and set trap.
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