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(6/27/03 10:20 pm)
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Against The Will: Chp. 5+6 (Another double deal)
Again one month later, I update. I told myself I would aim for more frequent updates like every two weeks. Oh well at least I decided to do two chapters now.
Also, with the viewpoint in chapter five, is a completely different person. He is not the one that's hanging in chains. He will be introduced later in the story and you will see another interlude of him. Now here's the two chapters...
Against the Will: Chapter Five
In a completely different place in both space and time……
I have nothing. I have no refuge. I have nothing I can do. I can only wait. Wait until I stop. Until I stop falling.
Yes, that’s what I’m doing. Just……….falling. Just watching the darkness slide through. Wanting to wrap its arms around me. Watching the black break as it glides through my fingers. I’m just…something that cuts through the dark.
Why am I falling? Why am I falling headfirst? Is there nothing beyond this? How long have I been here? Was I always here? I must have…….I don’t know of anything beyond this.
Maybe it’s all a dream.
But if it is a dream. Then why? Why haven’t I woken up yet? Why am I even dreaming that I’m falling in the dark?
Maybe I’m not falling. I’m…..floating in this sea of dark. Of black. Of emptiness, but, but still why…………why do I feel that I am falling, that I am vertical?
Wait……………There’s a light. I’m falling to a light. Maybe the light is the way out of this falling……
Chapter Six
Curse words-words that people use to scream out to express a myriad of negative emotions. I mean it makes sense why curse words like damn were made.
Back in time when people got mad or frustrated, they would go ‘ARRGH!!’ or some kind of mutated roar. When something went wrong, or they found themselves in trouble; they would say ‘Oh no’.
So it makes sense why curse words were made. They felt that just saying oh no didn’t quite cover what was going on. So thus the word damn. The actual definition of damn, is to curse into hell. When you say damn it or damn you, you’re saying I curse you to hell.
The problem with this situation I didn’t know whether I should be shouting all the curse words I can think of or expect the executive to congratulate me in front of a live studio audience………or anything else in between.
Maybe I am in trouble. Since a guy, hanging on chains is now awake. I don’t think he’s supposed to be awake.
The strange thing is he wasn’t freaked out. He just looked around and shifted slightly against the bindings.
Then he looked where I was standing, straight at me. I briefly considered running away screaming. Well I was actually doing that in my head.
You don’t have to be afraid of me, a voice in my head said.
“What” I said jumping from probably a combination of fear and confusion.
I said, you don’t have to be afraid. I don’t plan on leaving anytime soon. The voice continued. I slowly looked around the metal room, only to see that he was waving, making him the speaker.
When my attention reached him, he pulled on the chains. Silent clanks came as the links were jerked on the rungs.
“Doesn’t that hurt?” I asked the first thing that came to mind.
Yeah, it does. He said now keeping himself still.
A silence hung as it registered that he can’t leave since he is chained to the ceiling and the walls.
So you’re new, He said shattering the silence in my head.
“W-what do you mean by that?” I asked feeling full-blown confusion to my mental self (which has now stopped running and screaming)
Well…if you were more experienced, you wouldn’t have freaked out when you shot him. Him, why did he mention him, the one that didn’t know the password.
Or, the boy continued, think that the stars were going to kill you and lead your soul to the fiery depths of hell. Upon the word hell, my mental self was set on fire and resumed running and screaming.
Well maybe I shouldn’t have said that but either way…you need to know who you are. It’s the only way that you can survive. He finished. Then suddenly he laughed. Looking down at the floor, laughing.
Or maybe I’m completely wrong and insane. Who knows? He said between laughs. Along with tilting his head, with an odd smile and possible insanity sparking in his eyes. The blue lighting was not helping with this.
“What do you mean by knowing myself?” I said, not believing that he could be insane. He suddenly went stiff, as if he was possessed, and stared hard at me.
Didn’t you try to find your birth certificate only to discover that there are no records of you being born? He said sharply, dropping the light tone in his voice.
“How……how did you know that?” I said full of uncertainty. Somehow within his glass prison, he knew me.
Then the fluorescent lights flickered from the eerie blue to the normal white. He quickly looked at the ceiling, then straight back at me.
Do you believe that you are just a pawn in some great conspiracy? You might be. Go find yourself and see who you really are. He said, his sharp tone cutting through the sudden panic. Right when the lights were fully on and the electronic locks clicking shut.
“If you know so much about me then what am I?” There was no answer. Just the bright lights and metal glaring at me. The person hanging returned to his sleep, looking the same as I saw him. But the light in his room was purple. Something was radiating that purple light.
“Who am I?” I whispered with the silence as my answer.
Ok, this is where all the refering back to starts. If you find yourself getting confused when you read this, then go reread the earlier chapters. It should make sense.
If any of you miss the blood and death don't worry. Chapter 8 is full of that. Hopefully, I'll get that out soon.
Also, if you got confused with the conversation, please tell me. I will go fix it and keep it that way. So please leave comments, ideas of what will happen, suggestions, criticism or etc. *Goes off to change her signature*
I finally put some type of fiction up. That's Against the Will, in the general forum. Chapters 1-4 are available to read. So go there and read them. |
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