Somewhere in erotic strange jungles of Naros...twilight night...
Outside the walls of his tower, the storm rage.
With its weather unpredictable Linda had no idea where the storm came form. The repetive flashes of lightening flickered the room of the tower neat the top like one constant light. With her wrists and ankles shackle to a cool pole, this Hag is determined to keep her.
She full filled her obligations and Linda knows the only way out is to kill him. She feels the jungle not far off and she's been in worst situtions before as a captive. But she knows she has to kill him for Naros has become her personal survivial of the fittest.
Linda sees the gleaming knife hanging. She doesn't know how long she's been with the Hag. She figure more than a week since her own sense time had readjusted with the alien world. There no words for days,nights nor weeks or years.
"Well at least the forces that drew me here," Linda murmurs softly, "at least I'm worth it."
"Your earth feels faraway doesn't it Linda of Earth."
"Yes. Whose speaking?"
"I,the tower."
Incredible, a speaking tower, she thinks.
She feels the floor hmmm below her barefeet. The Speaking Tower created an organic light and Linda's nude hardbod glowed. At the sametime, she feels her schackles drop and she follows her instincts and grabs the silver knife which appear on the wall.
"Kill him." The Tower intones.
As the lightening flashes and the Warlock Hag doesn't see death coming. Linda screams a primitve shriek and stabs the warlock mercificessly. She hears the Hag scream and tower lights the room up and the bed morphs to staircase. She rushes up the staircase into the fresh rain. Still holding the silver knife she lets the rain wash off the blood and like a magic a leather scabbard with a slim harness. She clips the harness to her waist. By now she's soaken wet but Linda doesn't care--
She dives off the speaking tower and lands in a deep waterhole. She sees a cave and swims toward the warm current. Mintues later exhausted she washes up on a shore of a lake and the night gradually turning to dawn. She crawls to large mushroom decorated root of a larger jungle tree. She props herself up against the mushroom.
"I escape the hag again this time." Linda feels sleep overwhelm her in mind and body. But the Speaking Tower she can only wonder what more stranger than fiction truths that exists in this world. For now she wants to dream. Sleep overtakes her which she welcomes.
