The villagers were shocked. It was like they were seeing a ghost strolling in front of them. The news of the disappearance had made its way through the streets of the village to every villagers' ears. Undoubtedly, as they believed it, Cehyn had been captured by the unknown spirits wandering in the forest. It was one of the many disappearances that had been happening since 2028. The villagers themselves ventured into the forest but found nothing intriguing except some holes and an eerie atmosphere. The holes were subsequently filled in but they re-surfaced, probably due to the spirits.
Despite the thousand complaints being registered by the villagers, the police and the government turned a deaf ear to them. The village was just a disgrace to the state of traders and businessmen.
The police, however, were forced to pay attention when yesterday a so-called gentleman filed a diary about his missing daughter. The very clever police officers decided to interrogate and blame Tyasa, Eliza's mother as she was the one to send Cehyn, the gentleman's daughter into the forest. The villagers half-heartedly wanted Cehyn to be back. On one hand, they wanted Tyasa to be safe and on the other hand, they didn't want such a top-lofty girl to come back.
It was not until yesterday that the news of the forest went outside the boundaries of the village. It was not until yesterday that the forest was searched and the exact number of holes became known to the urban people. The officers while searching were so careful that they had to rescue one of them from falling inside a hole before the search could continue.
Eliza cracked a smile for the villagers to see but they were busy staring at Cehyn.
"Where were you?" A villager asked sternly looking at Cehyn who had no traces of a possible misfortune except her hair was messy and her whole body covered with mud. This was an everyday incident to the villagers who had to go to the forest to collect wood. The villagers were worried that she had been occupied by the spirit.
"I fell into a hole." she replied, trying her best to keep her voice steady, "but now, Eliza needs care. Her condition is not very good."
"What has happened to her?"
"She too fell into a hole."
"And how did you–"
"Stop it and tell me." She squeaked.
The villagers eyed each other to indicate that their theory might be wrong. Why would a spirit suddenly want to help someone?
The sky was as confused as the villagers. It couldn't decide whether to support its hot friend or its cool friend. Ultimately, it decided to support both resulting in rain and scorching heat at the same time. The villagers moved forward to help Cehyn to take Eliza along the brick roads of the village which were constructed before the elections to please ten thousand people of the village.
The house, surrounded by a garden, stood nearby. The smell of the conspicuous roses didn't reach Cehyn's nose, they seemed too dull when the gardener which was Eliza was absent. They entered the white house through the path between the garden. The garden looked as good as a gentleman's garden if not better.
Cehyn searched for Tyasa but in vain.
"Where's Aunty?" She questioned.
"At the police station." Eliza replied lying on bed. The villagers had helped her with that. "I am fine," she continued, "Please go to the police station and rescue her."
"WHAT- why- how?"
"Fate of the villagers, you know," she said, grabbing Cehyn's hands who was sitting beside her, "I am okay. Please go and rescue her."
"Okay." Cehyn replied without much understanding.