It was dinner time. I was not hungry initially but then I didn’t have any option so I too had my dinner along with these people.All of them were fro... Udupi or Mangalore and they spoke Tulu. I too spoke to them. Luckily I got a chance to speak to my aunt too. Dinner was done. I helped the old ones in making the bed proper. Then I went and slept on my side upper seat. Before the lights went off I was so happy seeing my aunt sleeping of the top berth. Her opposite top berth was empty. When she. I kept thinking that if I had agreed to stay all night with my aunt, my parents would have gone safely to our house. Instead, I insisted that they take me home and that's the reason they were struck by another car. It was driven by a drunk driver.I slept through the night, unaware that my parents had been in the accident and had died while in route to the hospital. When I awoke I didn't understand why I was in a room at my aunt's house. I hated my aunt until her dying day for not telling me. Yet I felt safe standing beside Fiona’s protective posture. It just felt right to trust her. The doors hissed open as Fiona led me to a nearby bedroom, which was vast and quite impressive. The only sound that could be heard was a low humm, obviously some type of air or power unit. But inside the room, there were dozens of candles that illuminated it’s cozy atmosphere. The walls were decorated in some type of ancient asian motif which I had never seen before. Setting my bags beside the huge bed,. I scratched at his eye, clawing it causing him to howl and scramble away. I watched in horrid fascination as blood ran from his ruined eye. Then I noticed to my horror that he was between me and Kaela, and she was wandering out, brought out by my screams no doubt. I barked sharply, wanting her to go back, but that was the wrong thing to do. The old wolf turned and it felt like time froze, then moved sluggishly. He lunged, and I was going right for him. Scrambling, ignoring the pain in my left.