CLOSING WALLS: CHINA
(Number 1)
I give my thanks for this idea on a story, to the makers of: "Theresia" (A horror and VERY scary game i play), and the laptop's grammar, which by the way, is worse then mine. And slow Kage, who let me type this since he lost my other story… *Growls* You know who you are, Kage!
Urk…I don't know if this needs to go under T or M… Please let me know.
The light was shining dimly into the building. The windows were framed in iron and looked very strong. The floor beneath me was old looking wood. It had splinters and some pools or dried blood and spiderwebs lined the corners. I looked to my left and saw a desk with a oil lap. there was two small bottles of oil near the Lamp. I slowly sat up from the bed i was laying down on. The sheets were old looking and had look undisturbed for a long time. I tried to get out of bed, But a sudden cough made it hard for me to move. My whole head hurt. It felt as if it was spinning out of my own skull! I groaned softly as i hit the bed sheets in pain and sickness. I started to sway from side to side lightly as i tried to move my head to see if any one was near me. I didn't think a person would be near me, since the room i was in looked unopened, or used for a very long time. I grabbed the sheets and gasped for air. Pain went thorough my body as i started hear voices.
"What ARE you doing?"
"I… I'm sorry-aru!"
"You'll be sorry all right! Take this!"
"Agh! Please! Mister! Please stop this!"
"Not until you learn your place."
"Please-aru! Please stop!"
"I said no. Now, What am I called?"
"Master-aru…"
'"Good. Now, What are you?"
"… I …belong to you…aru"
"Good. Now be quiet for a second and maybe i'll spare you a few extra lashes."
"Master! Please!"
"I said shut up!"
"Master-aru! Please! It hurts!"
"I said, SHUT UP! Now, i can hurt you a lot more, so be a good boy and be quiet!"
"…"
I snapped out of the daze I was in and saw i had made my hands go into a fist and gripped then so that they bled. I was gasping so hard for air i had lost all my slight energy to move around. I laid down on the bed and wheezed. I was sweating very heavily and couldn't keep my mind focused on the ceiling before me.
"What… was that…aru?" I whispered out before i passed out into a peaceful, and rather cold oblivion.
-Some time later-
"Ugh…what happened?" I slowly woke up, in a puddle of sweat… and a little blood from my hands when i had broke the skin. I sighed and looked around. Not much. Just a very old room, that looked unused in… very many years.
I slowly stood up, and sat on the bed. I stared at the oil lamp and decided that it's be a good idea to see where I am. I took a slow step on the floor, careful not to break the rotting wood that was doing a fair job of keeping me on the ground. I reached the desk first and decided to bring the oil lamp and oil cans with me, just in case. I don't know how long these will keep me alive, since i have no food here, but maybe, just maybe…
I went to the door and felt this strong tug on me pulling me backwards. I looked behind me and saw no one.
"Hello…aru?" I asked out, and jumped when i got a answer.
"Do you plan to leave?" The voice replied to me and i nodded slowly, my head still pounding a bit, and the tug didn't help any. "Please consider this: What is here, What is in the past, What is waiting for you, Who are you looking for, and How you got here." The voice whispered in my ear. I nodded slowly and opened my mouth to ask, "How do i recall what is in the past, since i can't remember anything. I don't even know my own name-aru!" I think i might have made the one on the other side of the voice mad, since i felt a really strong tug on my neck and it was bringing me closer to the bed i wanted to get away from.
"You will know if you leave. But pain and possibly death awaits you. Also…never mind…" The tugging was getting so strong that i was beginning to pass out. I could see black walls closing around me and then the grip vanished, and i felt a surge of air rush into my lungs. The black wall vanished, and I looked around me. I was laying on the bed and standing in front of me, was a tall man with white hair, violet eyes, a tan scarf, and was holding a… bloodied faucet pipe. I looked to the floor and saw a… transparent ghost like figure. The man standing held out his hand.
"Become one with Mother Russia, Da?" I gulped. Russia… Should i trust him? I don't know… My head hurts to much to think…I… won't think from now on… That sounds nice… But…? I reached out my hand and gave a slight grin. He seems nice enough… Maybe he can help me out… I closed my eyes and gave a slight sigh. I grabbed Russia's hand weakly. The feeling wasn't betraying. I was feeling rather sick…
"You need sleep, da?" The man put my hand down and placed his on my head, "You have a slight fever. Let me get us something to eat. You'll sleep here, and I'll take care of you. da?" I don't know what 'Da' means, but the way this man was using it, made it seem like it means 'Yes'. I nodded a bit and placed my head on the rather soft pillow… Since when had my rock-like pillow become soft? I looked at that i was resting my head on, and surly there was my pillow. The same one i woke up on. I didn't give it much more thought, so I closed my eyes and drifted in and out of a dream-like zone. I decided I rather like sleeping, all my pains go away, and Maybe, just maybe this is my dream. A rather scary and blood filled one. I managed to fall into a dream-zone and stay for a while. While i was dreaming, I heard…someone… talking to me.
" Wake up. You need to wake up!"
" Why-aru? Dreaming is a lot better then the world I'm living in right now-aru!"
" wake up! You have people waiting for you!"
" Funny joke. Like who-aru? People i don't know?"
" But you DO know them! You knew them before you came here… Don't stay here…"
" Before i came here? You know why i am here-aru?"
" O-only know as m-much as you d-d-do. Wake up!"
" How do you only know as much as i do? You seem to know a lot… Besides…aru?'"
" Wake up! "
That was the last thing before i woke up when I felt a sharp pain across my whole back that ran from my neck down to my feet. I looked around and saw no one. I started to panic and i searched the room for something. I slowly got up from the bed and went to the desk. The oil lamp was still there. I took the lamp and put the extra oil cans in a small sack i found near the desk, covered in dust. I touched the chair that was in front of the desk and felt it shake. I moved the desk to the left and was glad i was standing at a angle. Sharp, pointed arrows came flying out and hit the wall right behind the chair. I shuddered and pushed the chair to the left and prayed that nothing was going to come smacking me in the face… Nothi- is that a bottle of something on the ground? I picked it up and removed the dust from the label. I still couldn't make out what it said, but the slight glowing of the liquid inside the bottle calmed me slightly. I shook the bottle lightly and watched as the liquid ran up and down the glass that contained it. I felt so calm holing this bottle, I decided to sit down on the chair and relax a bit. I regretted sitting down when a small flash whizzed across my vision. I turned right and saw arrows coming at me. I tried to get away but couldn't. I got hit in the head, arms, and almost hit my neck. I fell to the ground and removed the arrows, but the pain wouldn't stop. I turned to the bottle on the desk and heard something inside me say "Drink it. But not all of it" I shook my head, and grabbed the chair, careful not to move it, and tried to get the world around me to stop spinning. I opened the bottle slightly and took a small sip of the stuff in the bottle. I was already close to Death's doorstep, so I didn't care if this voice was trying to kill me. The stuff in the bottle tasted almost rubber, like and has this weird bitter after-taste. I closed the bottle and sighed. I was about to walk around when i felt something sting me, I looked around and then at my self. My wounds! they were closing! Just because of the liquid?
I waited until the stinging pain in my neck and arms went away before trying to move. "Just… what was that-aru?" I muttered to myself, hoping that the voice inside of me would answer and I heard a slight chuckle. I looked around and saw no one. I sighed and waited for the answer. "That was a Elixir*. It will help you heal, but I don't know if you'll find more. Don't use this one all up." I sighed. "Of course there wouldn't be more. There's one bottle." I smacked myself and sighed again. I walked slowly to the door and opened it a bit. It was night, but there was a torch near by. I picked it up and turned to face the room i woke up in. I froze when i saw three things. The first was that there was a stuffed animal cat, white and had a small red bow on it's right ear. The second and third was a plate with food, and a note. I picked up the note and read it:
" I know I said I would stay, but we both need to go and travel our own ways. If you ever come across a room with a angle on the door, go inside. We will have a higher chance to meet and talk.
I promise to answer any questions you have when we next meet.
Until then, Russia"
I stared at the paper. He knew I was going to leave? What would have happened to me if I had stayed in the room? "You would have died idiot. Peek inside" I sighed. I was sighing to much for today/night. I smacked myself and opened the door to "my" room and shut the door as quickly as i could and backed away, just in time to see sharp, pointy, silver cones stick to the door and stop. I grabbed the food and ate it quickly. I didn't feel like littering, but knew it was stupid, but I still felt that I should keep the dish with me. I put the dish and note in my sack and picked up the cat. I heard something in my head but it wasn't so bad that i need air afterwards.
" Japan! Did you really get this for me-aru? And on my birthday no less! Thank you-aru!"
" Hai… your welcome…"
" Let's see… Shinatty-chan!"
" What?"
" The stuff animals name! Shinatty!"
" You have weird naming habits…"
"Your one to talk Japan."
" Fair point, but I don't go around naming my own stuff animals, China."
" Wha~ Your so mean! I can't believe you grow up so fast, and now your being mean-aru! I still remember when you were kind and so tiny~"
" Get your head out of the clouds… I like it when you were taking care of me… Just… times are not the same now. The times are changing again. What do you plan to do?"
" I don't know Japan. I don't know…."
I stared at the hall in front of me. I sighed and whispered things about Japanese people, cats, and… Russians. God, I hope Russia wasn't near by when I muttered that one line… oops… I need to think out my words first. I shook my head and slowly walked down the hall, hoping it would lead me to the door out of this messed up place. I held Shinatty close to me and kept the sack over my shoulder louse, in case I needed my lamp and oil. I walked and walked and the only thing the changed was the occasional rotting body on the floor. The rest was blood stained floors, walls and some blocked off hallways. I stopped at one of the bodies and stared at it. The person didn't have a face, skin, or…much in the ways of bones. The clothing looked almost fine, minus the few places rotting flesh burned the clothing, making a small hole. I picked the clothing up and fanned off any flesh that might have stuck to clothing, and gave a close up examination of the clothing. There was a bottle of the Elixir i found in my room in the front shirt pocket, and it looked unopened. I put the bottle in the sack and noticed there a piece of paper attached to the shirt, under the bottle. I took the paper and read it,
" To my family,
I might not ever get to you again. I just hope that when this is all over, "They" wake up and get out of here. I am praying that I don't die, but if i do, this letter will contain my will. (Not that this will ever get to any of you) But I wish for our son to get the Farm land and our daughter to get the little island that we own and do what she wants with it. She seems to be the only one to like that place.
This place is becoming like a Asylum! We have a crazy killer here, and he can use BLACK MAGIC! A huge crime here. I know it's all bad and stuff, but I am taking lessons from him. He told me gets outside all the time, and comes back since he feels kind. One day, I plan to come back and help make our family a wealthy and rich bunch of people. But i don't plan to steal to get it. Magic is nice and all, but sometimes the cost of trying it is… well, a bloody murder! I don't want to see what this world will come to when everyone get there hands on this type of magic. That's why I promised I wouldn't tell anyone, but I am going to break that and tell you all a magic trick. This only works if your Chinese, so Melisa would able to do it, But I am not so sure about Sai.
Hold out your right hand and focus your energy at the object you wish to move. Close your eyes, and take a few deep breaths and slowly move your Hand to the left or right, depending on what way you want your object to move, and when you think you moved the object far enough, you whisper " Santra, Natol, Vansa" (San-tree , Nat-hol , Van-Saw) and after a second or two, open your eyes and the object has moved!
Your dearest Father"
I cried by the end of the letter. Why is everyone here dead? Who is "They" and why is magic a bad thing? What happened here? I folded the paper and put it in my sack and tried out the magic on the body in front of me.
It moved. Who knew i could use magic? Maybe this move-like "Magic" would help me later. God, I don't want to think about what's ahead, but i wanted to get out of here. I wasn't sure what to do with the clothing, but mine weren't in very good condition. Having holes everywhere, and being nothing more then rags and a piece of rope… nope, not the best clothing I was in. I put the person's clothing in my sack and told my self I would only use them if I needed. I faced the hall, where a hall way, that you couldn't see the end of, waited for me. I grabbed Shinatty, and my torch, which was still magically burning, and walked froward. I took my first REAL step into this mad house of horror and death that same moment.
Chapter one, END!
Elixir's can be made with Vodka. How many knew that? I only learned this because I needed to find out how to spell the word and I wanted to know if I got the right one. I kept getting the "French word" for Exile… My spelling is stinky, and UNEDITED! Please tell me if I spelled anything wrong and didn't get.
This is my *15*th attempt at typing this down… took… 10… maybe 11 days. I would have gotten this done faster, but uh.. I can't stand this story… uh.. Yeah…. not much into the Horror category.. But the Horror games are SOOOOOOO much fun! I don't understand how I can play a horror game and NOT get nightmares, but read a horror story and get nightmares for days…. oh god…. Now I'm scared to sleep…. *Sad face*
I was only getting the starting points here. The fun part beings after this… (If i remember how to upload this to FanFic that is~)
It would be nice if people could give me help on how to make this better, and if you don't like this, okay, Just tell me why, and I'll try to fix it~ (Please notice: I do take my time. I WAS planing to write this AFTER I finished "A Third War" , But i don't like waiting, and maybe i can multitask… I am good at it.)