Chapter 3 ~ The Ravis Galaxy
"Get out!" Belinda was dragged down the Ravis creature's fighter plane by two Ravis officers.
"Wait!" Their steps halted as Luca blocked their way in front of the airplane's exit.
"Eat this," he said, handing something to Belinda.
"What is this? You intend to poison me?" accused Belinda.
"Eat!" Luca ordered.
"No way!" replied Belinda firmly.
In an increasingly heated situation, Luca gave strict instructions to his two men to restrain the hands of Belinda, who struggled to resist, resisting with all her might. Luca, with a little pressure, forced the red, round, candy-like object into Belinda's mouth. Without giving Belinda a chance to dodge, the object, which had a soft and chewy jelly-like texture, slid straight down her throat, triggering a reflex reaction in which she coughed, as if her body was trying to rebel against the inhumane act.
Every detail of the moment illustrates not only Luca's power over the situation but also the vulnerability of Belinda, who is caught up in this unfair game, creating a chilling tension that leaves a deep psychological impact on all involved.
"Obey," Luca said firmly, and then gave the code to get Belinda off the plane.
Belinda's eyes widened in deep astonishment as she witnessed the extraordinary scene before her. A group of Ravis creatures had lined up neatly in a position where their bodies were bent forward, showing an attitude of respect or perhaps submission. Among the group, both women and men appeared to have large and tall postures, as if they were the embodiment of domineering power.
The most striking characteristic is their uniform, jet-black hair color, creating a strong homophilic impression among these individuals. Their fiery red eyeballs also add an aura of mystery and suspense, while some of them have striking orange eyes, giving them a different feel and adding complexity to the visual aesthetics that Belinda gets to see.
A synergy between the physical appearance and expressions shown by these creatures gave the impression of power and grace, as if they were not just individuals but a solid unit, ready to deliver a message or perhaps carry out a specific mission in front of Belinda, who was both mesmerized and intimidated by their presence.
"What is the situation? Really scary? They're all Ravis creatures." Belinda's inner self was completely shocked by that revelation.
"Welcome back, Mr. Luca!" they greeted in unison.
"Long live Mr. Luca!"
"Alive!"
The region's atmosphere was filled with resounding cheers as supporters passionately chanted the name of their king. The power of the sound emitted was more than just an expression of support; it also created an almost eerie atmosphere. Belinda, who witnessed the event, felt a stirring inside her, as if the voices were touching her soul. Each chant filled the air with an eerie energy, reflecting the power of the revered king and the tension that pervaded the crowd around him.
Belinda walked on, still escorted by Luca's two officers, following Luca's lead and ignoring the glares cast by Ravis' group. As she passed them all, Belinda felt the tension pervading the atmosphere, as if all their pairs of eyes were predators stalking their prey. The pressure made her feel alienated; every step seemed to be filled with emotional baggage that deepened her anxiety. In the situation, she tried to remain calm even though it was clear that the group members' full attention was on her, creating an eerie and uncomfortable atmosphere.
"I feel like I'm in the midst of monsters who are ready to pounce on me at any moment," Belinda thought to herself as she bowed her head.
"Welcome back, Mr. Luca," a Ravis man said, facing Luca there.
"Jorgon, prepare a room for my pet," Luca ordered.
"Pet?" asked Jorgon, scrunching his forehead in confusion.
"That human!" Jorgon also looked over at Belinda.
"You brought that thing here?" asked Jorgon in shock.
"No need to ask for reasons. Hurry up and take her to the guest room," said Luca as he left.
"Follow me!" said Jorgan, walking ahead of the two Ravis to lead Belinda to a guest room.
They released Belinda into a room that she found both strange and unique, an experience that piqued her curiosity. The room was very spacious, similar to the interior of a magnificent royal castle, creating an impression of both luxury and awesomeness.
However, despite the striking beauty of the architecture, the walls of the room are made of cold granite, contrasting with the fact that the temperature in the room feels so hot. This was probably due to Mars' proximity to the sun, which resulted in the color of the sky looking yellowish-red with a feel that seemed to radiate the sun's scorching energy. In the corner of the room, there was a rectangular object that caught Belinda's attention. It looked like a work of magic, emitting a cool stream of soothing air, providing relief from the enveloping heat.
It was the only source of coolness in such an extreme setting, creating a stark contrast between the elegance of the space and the extreme discomfort of the weather. Belinda couldn't help but be curious, approaching the object with wonderment, wondering about its mysterious origin and function amidst such a unique setting.
"Sit still!" said Jorgon in the Ravis language. Then he walked out of the room, leaving Belinda alone.
"Besides, there's no way I can escape on an alien planet," Belinda complained.
Belinda laid down on the bed, which was quite hard and very uncomfortable for her. Although the bedding was made of an obscure material, the discomfort she felt reflected how unfamiliar and unfriendly her new surroundings were. In the silence that enveloped the room, he was able to hear his own heartbeat beat slowly, as if to remind himself of the horrible reality. Right now, she was trapped in a place that was not only far from home, but also in a galaxy that was completely unfamiliar to her.
With her eyes fixed on the strange material ceiling of the room that was shaped like a trumpet, Belinda felt a wave of anxiety crushing her chest. Curiosity and fear collided in her mind, filling the empty space with unanswered questions. Next, what would happen to her? As each second passed, it even seemed like a faint memory, and it became increasingly clear that escaping from this horrible situation seemed like an impossible wish.
In the midst of such a situation, Belinda felt alienated, sandwiched between the hope for a better future and the inevitable harsh reality. She knew that in order to survive, she had to find a way to adapt and make the most of every opportunity that might arise, even though despair often threatened her peace of mind. As such, the terror that gnaws at her slowly transforms into an unfathomable spirit of survival, as if inviting her to look beyond her current circumstances.
"Can I survive here? Or am I going to die?" she muttered. "Why does this strange creature want to keep me? I'm not a cat," she grumbled.
"Is it that he wants to keep me because I'm as cute as a cat?" The question lingered in the air, as it never received a satisfactory response.