Hello everybody!

So we have a winner for the Chapter Two contest and it is....

@aderonkemi!!!

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Congratulations!!

And thank you for a wonderful suggestion which will be the base for Chapter Three! I'll do my best to do it justice!

Now, as I've said here I would split the post's reward with a random upvoter of the comments, but since the payout is so small:

I've decided to give it all to the winner.

Who is the winner? Well, you'll have to watch the video to find out... Of course, if you are the winner you already know it! 😉

Nah! I wouldn't do that to you guys! Having to hear me going on and on for 5 minutes! So the winner is....

@ladybirdec!!!

Congratulations!!!

Well, that's all for now. And without further ado, here is the suggestion that will become Chapter Three in "The story in series", the collective storytelling project!!
Thank you, @aderonkemi!!

Marcus examined the satyr unable to figure out how it got into his pocket. Until now, he didn't understand what was going on. What especially got to him, was seeing Zoe, Mr Sorras's daughter almost at the verge of tears while imploring him to speak the truth. He was sure there was more to the emptiness he felt. He picked up the satyr he dropped in fear and headed for the Sorras house. Although he was afraid but much more than the fear is the curiosity to the quagmirical situations that happened earlier in the day .

Zoe, on the other hand, couldn't fathom why Marcus had to act in such manner. He acted like one who never even spoke to her. It was more than mere pretense. Could there be more to the cave than she imagined? It is better she finds out for herself. How about if she looses her senses just like marcus'? No. She would have to document today's events. Written words doesn't change nor forgets. Out of her father's men watchful eyes, she ran back to the forest without forgetting to hold a flashlight.

Meanwhile, Mr Sorras was pacing round his room. Angrily thinking of a better way to deal with the defammatory Jacobs. Why his daughter would even stoop so low as to interact with such lowly son of a shepherd, he couldn't comprehend. She had always been the one to rebel but he never thought it to this extent. He was still thinking when he heard a ruckus oitside the house. He peeked from his window and saw his most hated figure been handled by one of his men. He smiled like a lion who had just been visited by a dog. Revenge sure is sweet. He commanded the men to let Marcus come to him. Once they were alone inside, he asked what if he had come to say the truth but Marcus answers only infuriated him the more.
"You mean to say you came to look for my daughter?? What for? You scum" he shouted. This attracted some of his men who came in. He commanded that Marcus be thrown into their private dungeons without anyone knowing.

Zoe had reached the spot where Marcus fell but couldn't find any hole. She was sure he fell there. At this rate, she would be taken for a liar. She sat frustrated on the floor. Against her wish, memories of her first encounter with Marcus flooded her being. No! She never wanted to remember that. It was horrible for her even until now. She didnt know when a tear fell, and like a padlock, it opened a portal with stairs leading underground. "OMG" she exclaimed, it was really the cafe!.... She dived unto the stairs lest it changes it mind and close again. Thank heavens she was wise enough to come with a flashlight. With enough light and prior knowledge of what Marcus explained some days ago, it didnt take her long before she got to the great door. The decision wasnt to hard to make because she needed to know what happened to Marcus in the past. She choose to follow one which states:

IF YOU CHOOSE TO ENTER HERE BACK WILL YOU GO. A DAY OR LESS IN THE PAST, COMFORTABLE WHERE YOU WERE, NO MEMORY OF THINGS NOT YET ACCOMPLISHED.
In the town, the search for both children has started. The two families threathening to tear the town apart. Where is Marcus? Where is Zoe?
After several search, Marcus was found in the Sorras house and Zoe found in Marcus bedroom. How manage??!! The battle has only just begun... There is a lot of explaining to do from no one in particular.......