Sign of the Zodiac: Taurus
Deaths
The butler escorted Bianco to the horse-drawn carriage that was waiting in front of the mansion. Bianco was a little suspicious because he still provided a horse carriage for him to go home. Beatrice just fired him. Bianco tried to resist. But the butler insisted on forcing the young man to ride the horse-drawn carriage he had provided. Bianco had no other choice. So with a little worry, Bianco also boarded the horse carriage.
The coachman sighed his horse and took Bianco out of the courtyard of the mansion. Horse-drawn carriages enter the main streets of Nuchas. Bianco tried to open a window in his carriage. But the window was locked from the outside. Bianco's suspicions are growing. The young man tapped softly on the grille leading to the coachman's seat in front. However, the coachman actually drove his horse faster to make Bianco crashed into the back seat.
His back was lining up the wooden chair violently resulting in pain in his spine. Bianco tried to get up, but the coachman kept going fast. The horse carriage shook violently. The young man believed the shock was unlikely if they were to pass through the main road of Nuchas. The horse-drawn carriage was now speeding on the steep road to the forest.
Bianco tried to calm down. He set his breath in such a way that he could keep thinking clearly. Amidst the uncontrollable shock, Bianco tried to open the door of his carriage which was also locked from the outside. He reached into his pocket to look for anything that could be used to break into the door. But all he found was a bottle opener and a long-snouted flame igniter. Totally useless stuff.
In the end Bianco tried to break down the door with the force of his foot. Several times he tried to kick the wooden door of his horse-drawn carriage with maximum force. But because of the shock of the train and the thickness of the wooden door, Bianco's efforts did not bear fruit at all. Desperately Bianco tried to break down the carriage door with his body. But the train pulled to the side and fell in circles. Bianco's body slammed in all directions and hit the sides in the horse-drawn carriage.
For a few moments the train fell in circles until it finally stopped. Bianco rose from all the pain that plagued his entire body. His head was bleeding and his body was covered in blisters. The train door is now under his feet. Bianco had to get out of that place by breaking down the other side.
Suddenly the young man smelled a strong oil scent. He also heard someone circling his train from outside pouring liquid from the jerry can.
“Damn it!” bianco's curse is full of anger. The young man kicked and broke down the wall of the train blindly. He'll have to get out of there or die.
Time feels like forever. Slowly the power of Bianco is getting weaker. The thick smoke made each breath painful. His eyes were also grievous because of the smoke. Sweat pours profusely on Bianco's body, because the heat plus the sense of anxiety fetch death.
“Aah … . God fucking. My life is like rubbish. Now that I'm dead dumped and burned like trash,” sighs Bianco then laughs raucously.
Bianco sits and splashes on a hot wooden wall. He no longer cared about the pain that burned his back. From his coat pocket, Bianco took out a small bottle of wine he had brought from the bar. The young man took a solemn gulp down, as if it were a parting ritual with his miserable life.
The young man then closed his eyes, preparing to face the death that was in sight. However, suddenly the wall in front of him shattered to the point of causing a large cavity. Bianco was shocked for a few seconds. But his eyes then caught the familiar silver color.
“Bian?” ekhtuya's voice was heard from outside. “Come out.” The girl suddenly appeared in front of Bianco as she reached out. The fire had engulfed the side of the wall where Ekhtuya was standing. But the girl did not care even though the tongues of fire were dancing around her.
Bianco grunted slowly. “You never fail to surprise me, Ekhtuya,” sighs Bianco while welcoming Ekhtuya's hand.