Flip the Coin [BL]-Chapter 107 - . Forest

My grandma had leaned out of the window, now making way for me to climb inside. I walked down to the kitchen and sat down beside Jeyjey.

The old dragon followed me and went to the backpack to take a can of pineapple slices out before putting it in front of me.

I looked at her in disbelief. What 'painstakingly prepared for me'?

I even have to open it myself; what the fuck?

She stared back at me without a shame in the world, and I sighed in defeat. I conjured up my can opener before eating the snack that I had PERSONALLY prepared for myself.

I heard steps behind me and as someone was sitting down, but I ignored it.

"What...happe–" Jeyjey looked in between us, but finally shut her mouth when my grandmother grabbed her shoulder.

"We will leave for the cave and see from there." My grandma announced.

"One of you will have to carry Jeyjey; I assume you don't have the gall to ask me to do it."

"I will carry her." The other male person in the room dully answered.

"Good." My grandma went to the backpack and also gave him a can of pineapples.

He opened it with his military knife, and we ate in silence.

When we finished, my grandma told us to get ready and go use some of the toilets that did not function before we had to leave.

I went and finally used one before coming back into the kitchen, to get the backpack. Now the black-haired guy had his military knife and Jeyjey, who for sure weighed less than my backpack; my grandma had the gun from the dead baldy, and I carried the food and had my ability.

So we weren't totally unarmed.

"We came from the backdoor." Jeyjey explained to my grandma, pointing in the direction.

My grandma nodded and took the lead, opening the door that brought us to the edge of the big crater we were in, that we had to hike.

Unnecessary to say, going up a hill was much more exhausting than going down one. I was still not completely healed, and I craved a burger.

Neither my grandma, the one carrying Jeyjey nor I were out of breath; we managed just fine, showing that we had all leveled up.

The speed and strength Henrietta3, the little vampire, displayed would still be impossible for us. Which means either that she had killed one or more of her counterparts, or she had killed random people and monsters, and everyone would level up, as long as he killed in a parallel world.

I have, yet again, no good feeling about this.

But the answer to all of my questions was now on the other side of the cave. No matter what Henry did, I would get to touch his sister to my heart's content, flip the coin on her until I knew it all, or get handicapped for good.

It seemed like forever until we finally arrived at the forest. Now we had to cross it again to reach the cave.

I conjured up a cigarette, and smoked while entering the forest, already annoyed by the darkness that would welcome me. My grandmother glared at me, but let me do my thing.

However, to my surprise, the dark forest was not so dark anymore. When I looked at the hand with my cigarette in it, I found that the colors I saw were much lighter, as if someone had tweaked them down. The glint of my cigarette was blurry, and so was everything around me, until I focused on a spot, then I could see perfectly fine.

"Grandma, is it dark in here?" I asked.

"No."

"It is dark, just like last time." Jeyjey said quietly, and I nodded.

"Our visions have leveled up; we can now officially see in the dark." I said to the old dragon that walked beside me.

"What...?" Jeyjey asked, but was left without an answer.

There was a smile on my grandma's face, and I also found that to be more than practical.

Now I wasn't helpless inside this forest.

I started to look around while flipping the coin. It wasn't easy to get used to it, as my brain made me constantly believe that the brightness I saw had an origin I just hadn't spotted. It made me search for the source instinctively.

Not bad, though.

We had walked two hours, when I spotted something that looked like a human not far away. A head peeked out from behind a tree.

"Stop." I said, and everyone did just that. Very obedient; I like it.

"Wait for a moment; there should be no danger." I went forward and walked to the spot, looking behind the tree.

There was the body of a girl, one arm and leg shredded, clearly dead. It wasn't Chelsea but someone else.

The rest of her body was withered away; it was a grotesque picture. Withered in terms of gray, looking like a construct made of ashes. As if, when touched, the part of her would just disperse.

I touched her shredded part and flipped the coin. Back of my hand, golden. Past.

A girl walks in the midst of people through the forest. Everyone is clutching to someone as they try to navigate through the darkness.

Then they hear the hoofs and freeze. They can't make out where the sound is coming from. Eventually, they just run in a direction when the deer catches up. A red haired girl pushes the one from before away, and the monster strikes its prey.

It's longer snout wraps around the girl's arm, and after a crushing something, it feasts on her arm until the girl loses consciousness. It lets go of it, leaving only skin shred behind, before turning to her leg.

Yet, it is interrupted when it hears an animalistic sound; it lets go and departs hurriedly.

Small roots break through the earth, latching onto the unharmed side of the girl. While the small roots gain in size, the unharmed part of her withers at a rapid speed. 

Coming back, I touched the withered side of her head, and it was really like touching ashes; half her body just perished.

Very interesting. So it was like this. These roots fed on the monster carcasses, and the monsters fed on the roots. A perfect circle of dread.

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Maybe the missing corpses of the crater also have something to do with these roots; wouldn't it be nice if we provided food for the monsters in two ways? With our bodies directly, and in addition, while feeding the roots to get them fat and tasty for the deer.

I went back to the group,

"So, the group from before was attacked, and they lost one girl."

"Which girl?" Jeyjey asked alarmed.

"The redhead pushed one with brown hair, and she became food to one deer and one fucked-up root." I am not going to lie to her or mince my words.

"W-what?" Jeyjey started sobbing silently, and I motioned for everyone to continue to walk.

Lying and mincing words suddenly felt as if it would steal away her chance to toughen up, and fuck, we all had to toughen up.