The Lost Quest

Something about the night was dragging Yannic behind. “I can’t leave her like this,” thought Yannic. However, he had hopes of finding his brother soon and be with Tiara again. He slowly opened the door, making sure not to disturb his wife. Walked down the stairs, to the entrance and to the main gate. He could hear the pitch of howling was fading away. As he opened the main door, a heavy swirling wind blew past his ear but everything was calm again. It was a calm night that was passing away. All he wanted was to find his brother and grab him tight more than anything at the moment. He checked for the keys into the pocket, he could feel them. He had his black Acura parked in the garage, underground. He walked to the garage. It was all dark. A small kitten ran across the entrance as he opened the door. “We have a kitty here,” Yannic thought to himself. He took the remote and pushed the button, the headlight of the car glowed in the darkness. He entered the car and drove it out of the garage, out from the compound. On the way out, he took a glance to his bedroom’s window. Light of the night bulb had made the room pretty visible from outside. He felt some shaggy image moving into the room. “Must be Tiara” All he could think of, then he drove out to find Aiden.

Yannic and Tiara had decided to spend their wedding night in this vintage farm villa, couple of kilometers far from the noisy city, near the woods. He had to drive past the woods, the city and towards Tilaurai as soon as possible.

Yannic drove through the woods. The black cloud was slowly scattering away from the moon. The moon light fell upon the highway through passage of trees. The headlights were glowing bright enough to make the highway clearly visible. There was no sign of any other vehicle or anyone at that hour of the night. All he could hear was the sound of insects, buzzing through the bushes. As he started approaching the middle part of the woods, the howling sound was heard again. This time more distinct and louder. Yannic still couldn’t focus on anything else. He remembered Aiden so excited that he left for the trip soon after the wedding ceremony. After the demise of his parents to a car crash, where two brothers were only survivors, at least he was told so, Yannic always had been a guardian to his little brother. He had very blur images of his parents. In fact, grief of the parental loss was so deep that he didn’t remember anything about being with parents during the crash. He couldn’t take it, if anything would happen to his little one.

As all these images were flickering through his mind, he was speeding the car in the highway. Suddenly, he saw someone in distinct white dress at a distance, on the highway. The person on the white cloak with white bushy beard and a tall white cap on his head was approaching the car in terrific speed. Yannic could not think of anything else. He closed his eyes and stepped the break haphazardly, rotating the steering and the car stopped after making couple of whirls few meters away from the highway. All covered in sweat, and breathing heavily, Yannic opened his eyes. His car was just over a cliff. He looked through the window. To his surprise, there was no one in the highway. He had been so much in stress lately, that he had started seeing images. This was all he could think of.

He drove the car back to the highway and raced towards the city. The night was changing bright to dark, beautiful to horror. The howling was growing louder and louder, as if a large flock of wolves was somewhere very near. Then, he felt a gentle tap over his shoulder. Yannic was surprised, he slowly turned his head around. What he saw left him shunned. There was the same old man in the white dress at the back seat, gazing at him with a wide smile.