What Lies Beyond: Part Ⅱ

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Darine had seen many strange things in his lifetime, but nothing like this. He had come to experience even many of the weirdest occurrences in Jamaa, seeing magenta colored clothing, invisible pets, even people walking on walls. But walking through a pile of trash wasn't your typical activity in Jamaa, much less normal. They decided that their time could have been better spent elsewhere, so they decided to walk away. They didn't think the mysterious wolf would mind, after all, they had just met. So they resumed their session of attempting to trade their spiked collar away, without being swindled of course. Though, eventually he became curious of the garbage pile the wolf had seemingly magically walked through. "Where is that wolf?" asked Darine, wondering when the wolf would come out. It had been hours since he saw them, and they were wondering if it was a joke. They decided to ask their panda friend, Zac, about it. "Hey Zac, why are there like 20 garbage bags behind the clothing store that nobody bothers to take away?" asks Darine. "Dunno what you're talking about, all I see is a blank wall" responds Zac. "Ok, now I know your kidding me. Don't you smell that at least?" asks a disgusted Darine, who had tried to persevere through the horrible stenches protruding from the bags, at least until now. "Look man, I really don't have time for this, I have to go on an adventure in 20 minutes, then a dinner party, then to a club for a late night rave." says an impatient Zac. "Fine, leave then, sigh." says a disappointed Darine. "Next time keep your delusions to yourself, K?" says Zac, as he walks away while shaking his head. Darine was furious at this statement. They could not believe their friend could make such a rude remark. But, Darine did consider Zac's words. Was Darine really losing their mind? They decided to sit on the bridge to ponder this. "What a nice sunset", says Darine. They hadn't really gotten to enjoy many beautiful moments like this one. As they watched the sun slowly sink, they had heard the sound of something plastic, fall. Their ears perked up, as they looked at the wall where a once filled wall of garbage stood. A bag had fallen down, and a violent wind had started to pour through the hole where it had once been. "Whoever you are, face me like a man" shouted Darine. "But I am not a man." responds a lovely feminine voice. "If you truly wish to meet me, come hither, and accept your destiny." says the disembodied voice once again. As if in a lovestruck trance, Darine's legs are forced to walk, as they walk further, until all they see is darkness as they magically walk through the garbage bags, as they once thought they could not do. To be continued.