Silence

Jax as always kept moving forward without giving much importance to his surroundings or the brothels, and I just followed him.

Why?

After walking for a while we arrived at another door, Jax told me that he could only enter this door, he also told me to stay at the entrance of this door or explore this place but not to go too far from this door.

{This door was special or what?} I thought doubtfully, and as Jax described it to me that seemed to be the case.

Before exploring I observed the place where I was this place had a low green color was strange there was no light or anything like this place was big a light can not cover a place like this place gave me bad vibes.

{This place scares me} thought Camus. I feel that nothing good will happen if I walk away from this door, even so with all the warnings that his body and himself went ahead.

With determination, Camus explored the place his mind is afraid of, but it takes more than determination to see all the human suffering that another human can cause to his own kind.

But much more...

I walked into a dark alley the narrow walls were suffocating me, but I kept going the further I went it seemed that the walls were getting narrower than they already where I was getting nervous, but something made me not feel that way anymore.

"Uuh.uuh!" When I heard the baby's scream I unconsciously ran as fast as I could, I really don't know why I did it, curiosity? Maybe my determination or to save that baby from living in this place, I don't know, maybe it was kindness or fear or neither.

Or to know that I did something and I didn't just stand there watching or ignoring them, but what else should I do?

He ran and ran, but a big wall was in his way the guard with the speed he had, and his strength managed to break through the wall the guard was on the ground he was injured and tired, but his armor hid his weak condition he got up his sight was blocked by the dust when the dust vanished the guard saw how people with strange tunics were singing unintelligible lyrics they seemed so focused on it that the guard took advantage of it and took the baby.

I ran again more carefully I had a baby in my hands but as I ran I realized that everything was silent the moans of pleasure and pain stopped, the only thing that could be heard was the screeching of the baby in my hands.

Again, I didn't know what to do, go to Jax? But there were the guards there, would they attack me? My God, what should I do?

{Am I doing the right thing? Or am I just interrupting something I shouldn't be interrupting and if I'm not doing the right thing and if they catch me and kill the baby and if and if} So thought Camus dominated by his anxious and nervous thoughts. 

Was it time to think like that at that moment?