Once again, my eyes opened to unfamiliar territory but instead of deep darkness, I was blinded by intense light. The cold feel of metal underneath me was uncomfortable and as my eyes adjusted, the face of my captor came into focus. At that moment, I wanted to move but I couldn't. It wasn't exhaustion this time. Something was wrong. "What have you done to me?"
He looked down at me with a pleasant look on his face. "Oh, so you've come to? Not a moment too soon. I just finished putting your entire body to sleep."
"What?!" I exclaimed. My whole body wanted to move with the remark but I stayed down. That's all I could do. I was harmless and unable to fight back, again.
"Let's not get excited," he calmly said, reaching his hand down to stroke my face. "I would hate for you to break yourself before I do."
My skin crawled from his touch and my fear was growing. What was happening to me? Where was this heading? What in the world was even going on anymore?! "Tell me... why are you doing this to me?"
His stroking stopped as my question rang through his head. He seemed to be wondering the same thing. His hand slipped away and he stood up straight again. "It's... obsession... I've become obsessed with the thought of capturing you... The very thought of making my enemy submit to me... The very thought of dominating you in so many ways..."
Almost without me noticing, a knife appeared in his hand. Raw fear struck me at the sight of it. "Wha... What are you going to do with that?" Of course, in the back of my mind I knew but panic was overwriting my thinking.
His straight face suddenly broke into a demonic grin as he turned to me. The point of the knife kissed my chest softly. "I'm just gonna tear you open and peek inside you. Just lay back and take it. It will only hurt, well... a lot."
"No..." I breathed out. "Please... don't..." My words didn't reach him. The cold steel slipped into my skin and slowly traced a path down to my belly button. The pain was more tremendous than anything I've ever experienced. I howled so violently that it even hurt my own ears. It was sickening to feel my insides slipping out at the same time.
"How much does it hurt, Rythian?" He hissed, Barely audible above my own tortured screams. "Can you withstand it? Are you going to pass out?"
So much pain. Why?... Why was this happening, I wondered. Is this what my revenge has brought me to? I've lost the one person I wanted to protect. I'm stuck in my mortal enemies clutches. This... This is not what I envisioned. What is the point in all this suffering if I've already lost my entire world? There wasn't. It was too late, but I wanted more than anything to turn back time and move on with her before our fate fell to ruin.
"Rythiiiiaaan..." He softly sung in my ear. I heard him but I was slowly slipping away. I simply couldn't take the pain anymore. My world went black and I wondered if I was going to survive much longer in the cold grip of this man.