Chapter 2
- The golden handle -

“ Help!” someone yelled, with a lovely swallow voice.
Mystery had been blended the egg and flours together and ready to put them into the oven. The loud squawk covered the yell. She couldn’t remember what’s her first time using this oven, so it might have broken down. For this special moment, for her first friend and human in her life, she tried to do everything that was her first time. She hasn’t cooked anything since her dry mouth, also since she refused to touch fire, touch anything that’s warm and hot. Wild berries and vegetable salad is usually fine for her.
Bang bang bang…
Mystery tried to turn off the oven but it was too late. The dark and black gases rushed out of the oven and washed her delicate face. “ Cough, cough…”
“ Help!” That weird yell appeared again, with a crazy exclamatory voice.
Mystery’s eyes suddenly became wide. The voice sented to her ears and knocked her mind. Yes! She finally remembered something, something important.
She rushed out the front door, the yell still continued. Her heart pumped slowly, the pumping pattern was back. She can’t stop her ears to focus on the miserable yell. The ears pulled her body hard to follow the yell, every step she walked, the sound became closer. Before she could walk through the other road, a grass was moving strongly beside her. She stopped the next footstep and the heart pumping lost the pattern again. Her fingers catched the leaves' tardiness, the leaves were shaking again...