Thump!


    Thump!


    Thump!


    The haunting melody is replaced by a deep thumping that roars throughout the entire room.


    Iris falls to the ground, covering her organs, her entire body shaking with such an intense fear that it made her heart rate increase to such a high level she would have the symptoms of a heart attack.


    Iris feels a strong pressure, which causes her to have a hard time breathing. Combined with the high adrenaline her system is creating, it makes her enter the fight-or-flight state.


    She looks up; her body becomes pale.


    A tall figure appears; his presence is masked by a dark, deep fog, only showing two drums at each side of his hips.


    Every hit of the drums begins shaking the floor.


    Iris stares at the figure with unreasonable fear. Without having a second to think about the situation, her body frantically jumps up and begins running at such speed that resembles the speed of the wind.


    Thump!


    Iris falls down; she quickly looks back at the being; her heavy breathing can be heard throughout the room. She begins running away, trying her best to run away, but every time the beginning hits his drum, he appears to take ten steps.


    Iris begins to run with more speed, surpassing the maximum her legs can physically do.


    The hitting of the drums continues; her determination to survive is the only thing preventing her from constantly falling and lessening the gap between the both.


    The more she ran, the more she came to realize that the room appeared to be an infinite amount of room. The flowers never end; there is nothing present except flowers.


    Thump!!!


    Iris'' legs can’t support her anymore; she wants to continue running, but there is nothing left in her tank. Tears begin running down; she is extremely desperate, but her small body can’t continue. She has her end.


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    “Ahh!!!” Iris begins screaming like a madman every time the being hits his drums.


    She tries to stand up, but her legs resemble recently boiled spaghetti; if she continues, she might cause irreversible damage to her growing body.


    However, she doesn''t care that her legs are numb; she tries to stand up, but she begins to constantly fall.


    In an act of desperation, she starts ripping out the flowers.


    For every flower she ripped, she felt how her body began to regain energy.


    With a face of pure determination, she continues running.


    She ran with everything until there was something that caused her to lose all hope.


    She looked down and saw how the flowers that she ripped were lying down in a patch of dirt.


    Throughout the entire room, there were no other patches of earth, and this realization hit her extremely hard. Her body gave up; she couldn’t believe that she had been running in a circle.


    The more she began thinking about her current situation, she began to realize that the being never moved; it was her speed and the different angles that made it seem as if the being moved.


    Iris’s mind partially collapsed; she was at the point of a mental breakdown.


    Iris falls face-first towards the plants, her will to live decreasing with every breath she takes.


    Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.


    Iris began thinking that this was her end. The rhythm of the beat only increased that belief. No tears rolled; there was no reason for her to cry, only the acceptance of her destiny.


    The smell of the flowers overpowered her; her nose couldn''t contain it, which caused her peripheral vision to see how the smoke disappeared.


    She looked up; she felt her heart tense.


    She sees a large black door with black dragons on each side.


    She looks back and sees how the being has changed the drums to two large black swords and is moving in her direction.


    She now feels that her calls for help are being answered.


    Iris runs to the door; she looks for the handle.


    Her heart sinks back; she has never felt so betrayed.


    The door requires a key. Her first thought is that the being has it, which causes her to lean at the door and curl up.


    She looks up and sees a glimmer of hope.


    One of the flowers begins glowing. The glowing flower isn’t far away from her.


    With her regained spirits, she runs to the glowing flower.


    The moment she reaches the glowing flower, tears of happiness roll out. The flower resembles that of a key.


    Iris quickly grabs the key as she sees how the being is now in an uncomfortably close direction. Iris manages to catch a glimpse of its eyes, which sends a shiver down her spine.


    Their eyes are pure red; there is hatred and bloodlust behind those eyes.


    She runs back to where the door is located, her hands shaking and struggling to insert the key. She constantly looks back, which only increases her anxiety.


    Click


    Her face lights up as the key fits; she turns it to the right.


    The door began to open, and a bright light was released from it. The smell of freedom and happiness protruded out of the opened door.


    She quickly peeks back to see the being showing a terrifying smile.


    Iris quickly enters through the door.


    …


    She falls to the ground with her eyes closed and her body extended in pure happiness.


    Thump


    Iris feels that her worst dreams are becoming a reality. She raises her head to see that she is in the same room as before, the only difference being that there are now two doors.


    “Welcome to my world. Little Iris.” A deep voice can be heard.


    Iris, deathly scared, looks back at the being.


    “I am sent by Omnira to test out if killing you will be necessary or to leave you incapacitated.”


    The name of Omnira caused one of the pearls to glow a deep indigo light.


    “I have decided that you are a threat, but I do feel bad, so I will give you the chance to either die and make this end or I will give you a chance to escape if you perfectly escape me and enter one hundred doors correctly.”


    Iris feels the hatred of the realization that they are the people who killed his parents, but she knows that she can’t beat him and she can’t die until she kills them.


    An arrow passes through, only barely scraping Iris'' left cheek.


    “Let the hunt begin!!!” He roared, his laughter echoing through the room.


    "Your parents begged for mercy too, little Iris. I am excited to see how you compare to them."