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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

down on earth... It had dragged us to its home much quicker than we thought...

We found ourselves in a very strange room (if it can be called so). It was dark
and completely silent... It strongly smelled of mould, smoke and the bark of some
strange tree. From time to time weak sounds like moans were heard. It seemed that
"suffering" souls produced them with what was left of their strength.
– Can you light it up somehow? – I asked Stella beneath my breath.

– I’ve tried already, but I failed for some reason... – She replied also
whispering. At once a tiny light shone right in front of us.

– That is all that I can do here. – Vexed Stella sighed.
This dim, scanty illumination made her look very tired and much older. I always
forgot that this amazing child was only five years old! Probably it was her often, so
serious, unchildlike conversation or her adult attitude toward life, or everything put
together that made me forget that she is still a tiny girl who must be terribly scared
now, but she bravely endured everything and even was going to fight...

– Look, who is here? – Stella whispered.
On peering into the darkness, I saw strange "shelves" on which people lay.
– Mother? Is it you, mother??? – A surprised thin voice whispered. – How did you
find us?

At first I did not understand that a child addressed me. I clean forgot why we
came here. I understood only when Stella shoved her fist in my side.
– We don’t know their names! – I whispered.

– Lia, what are you doing here? – A masculine voice sounded.
– I was looking for you, daddy. –Stella answered mentally in Lia’s voice.
– But how did you get here? – I asked.

– Probably, the same way you did... – there was a hushed answer. – We went for
a walk on a lakeshore and did not see that there was a "hole"... and we fell in there…
and below waited this beast... What shall we do?
– Leave. – I tried to answer as calmly as possible.

– What about others? Do you want to leave them?! – Stella whispered.
– Certainly not! But how are you going to take them out of here?
A strange round manhole opened and viscid, red light blinded our eyes. I felt as
if my head was squeezed with nippers and I felt an irresistible wish to sleep...

– Hold on! Don’t sleep! – Stella cried.
I understood that the spider exerted a strong influence upon us. Probably this
terrible creature needed us weak-willed to easily accomplish its "spidery" ritual.

– We cannot do anything... – Stella muttered to herself. – Why doesn’t anything
work?
I thought she was absolutely right. We both were just children, which set off on
a life- threatening trip without thinking it out well and now were unaware of how to
get out of it.
Suddenly Stella took off our imposed "images" and we again became ourselves.

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