When they arrived at the hotel, it was already past midnight. As they reached the entrance, Kenny turned to the tiger and gently patted its head.“You need to go home now,” he whispered.The tiger looked at him with big eyes. He was tired, but he didn’t want to leave him yet.“I promise, I will come see you soon,” Kenny said while touching his nose. “But you can’t stay here. It’s not safe for you.”The tiger blinked, almost like it understood. After a short pause, it turned around and walked off into the night, disappearing into the trees and darkness.Kenny and Zeres watched it go then the two friends walked into the hotel. Kenny took a shower first. The warm water washed over his tired body, and for the first time in months, he felt like himself again. After changing into clean clothes, he walked back to the room and sat beside Zeres on the couch.Kenny turned to him.."When you jumped, I didn’t expect it. You just pulled the bag from me, opened the window, and you were gone. I was i
Zeres quickly sat up straight when his phone rang. His eyes narrowed at the screen. It was a new number and he picked it up immediately. He had never missed a single call for a whole period of eight months that Kenny wasn't there.“Hello?” he said, his voice shaking."Hello..." From the other end came a slow, rough voice. Zeres felt his heart skip a beat. He held the phone tighter, his eyes wide. “Kenny?” he whispered.“Yes… it’s me.”Tears filled Zeres’ eyes instantly. He almost dropped the phone in shock. That was Kenny, Kenny was alive. He knew he would survive, and he did.“Kenny! Oh my God, is it really you? Where are you? Just tell me, I'll come right now!”But before Kenny could say another word, the call ended. Zeres stared at the phone, his hands shaking. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. “No, no, no…” he whispered in panic. He quickly picked up the phone and tried calling back, but the line was already off.Far away, Sebastian handed the phone back to the
Kenny quietly sat on the edge of the bed. He could feel the house was very quiet, meaning if he stood up, the old couple would hear a thing. He reached his wrist and pulled out his gold watch. That was the only valuable thing he had left with after the incident on the plane. He had no phone, no money or anything he could give the couple as a thank-you for saving him and helping him for all those months until he recovered.He looked at the gold watch for a moment, then gently placed it on the blanket.“I’m sorry for leaving like this,” he whispered, “and thank you very much for everything you did. I promise I will come to see you soon.”With one last look around the room, Kenny stood up, moving carefully so he wouldn’t make any noise. His body was still weak, but he was determined to move. He made his way to the door, slowly opened it, then stepped outside into the night. He closed the door gently behind him and followed the narrow path that led to the main road. He walked slowly,
Kenny breathed in deeply, trying to stay calm.“What is your name, boy ?” Bakari asked.“Kenny,” he replied. “My name is Kenny.”She walked out of the room and came back after a few minutes with a bowl of warm porridge. “You need to eat something,” she said. “It will help you get stronger.”Kenny took a few spoons of the porridge. His hands were still shaky, but he was trying.“I still need to make that call,” he said after a few minutes. “I need to let them know I’m alive.”He tried to stand up, but as soon as he got up his knees gave in and he stumbled.Bakari rushed forward and caught him. " You need to rest, please." Kenny nodded slowly. “Okay, but just for a little while.”He lay back down, his eyes heavy again. Soon, he fell asleep. Bakari and his wife gave a sign, then he pulled over a blanket and covered him.It was already past 8 PM when Bakari's wife gently touched Kenny’s shoulder, waking him up. The smell of warm food filled the small room, and they wanted him to eat dinn
In a small deserted village near the ocean, an old man stepped out of a small wooden house with a roof made of rusted iron sheets. His back was slightly bent, and his hands were rough from years of fishing and hard work. He looked around the quiet village, then turned to see his wife sitting on a worn-out mat just beside the door. She was slowly sorting through a pile of dried cereals, removing stones and unwanted parts.“How is he today?” she asked, her voice soft and tired.The old man sighed. “I just checked on him,” he said, walking closer. “He is still breathing, but no change. ”The woman stopped sorting for a moment and looked up at him, with worry on her wrinkled face. “Do you think he will ever wake up? Or will he stay like this forever?” she asked.“I don’t know, I hope not. But we must keep checking on him. At least he is alive," the old man replied honestly.“If there were hospitals nearby, we would have taken him there for further treatment, Maybe they would know wha
It was a beautiful evening on set. Cameras had just stopped rolling after filming the final scene of Falling for a Stranger. And everyone was excited because it turned out to be a successful shoot. The movie had taken weeks to shoot, and now it was finally done.Natasha stood still for a moment, looking around and admiring the place that she had visited for weeks now. The crew clapped and cheered. Natasha felt like she had achieved something big, she had gone and her heart was feeling peaceful. She had given her all to this movie, and despite all the pain and challenges, she had made it to the end.Throughout the whole shooting, Linda had not been kind. From the very beginning, she acted cold, said hurtful things, and sometimes even did small things to make Natasha feel unwelcome. But Natasha never responded. She just smiled and focused on her work.And Jasper had been her light during the dark days. He was handsome and full of energy but more than that, he was kind. He always smiled