lazy.kender19: Here's your update and I'll try and explain exactly where this is going soon
God's Violinist: Awww thanks!! I re-wrote that bit a couple times.
erik4president: And here is more!!
erik'sangel527: No problem- I love reviewing and you write great stuff. Thanks loads for the compliments and being so friendly.
Katherine Silverhair: Nice name! Loving the long review and I really love the way you were so friendly.
MayaRose: I hope I didn't keep you in suspense too long. You'll still review, right? lol
Saphire Starlet: Okay- I took your advice. Think it look any better??
Disclaimer: I don't own Erik (sadly…) but Rhapsody and the others at the end of this chapter are mine.
Sorry about the long wait but I've been away in Aberdeen for four days and getting on the computer's been kind of hard. Hope your still going to read and review!!
She turned her head, seeing nothing then stepped back, casting her eyes about desperately. For a moment Rhapsody could have sworn that she had seen the edge of a dark cloak but soon that seemed to fade into the incarcerating darkness. "Careful" the voice whispered again and she moaned, still searching desperately with her eyes. "What the hell's this meant to be?" she demanded, reaching in her pocket for a lighter. As her fingers finally grasped it she realised exactly how cold it was. She could hardly feel the smooth plastic beneath her skin. "You're not bloody funny" "I do not intend to amuse you" replied the voice, changing position in the room from down by her feet to nearly in front of her nose. The darkness seemed to be aiding 'the voice'. "The feeling's mutual" she said, under her breath beginning to worry if she was insane and pulled out the lighter, flicking her thumb down and sending an inch tall flame into the air.
A gasp came from one of the far walls and Rhapsody turned to it, one hand holding out the feeble light, the other ready to make a move with her pen-knife. "I know where you are" she smiled, feeling a little more powerful in her now vaguely dreamlike state. There was no reply this time, only a dry rustle. She paused. "Wh-what?" And then there was a brief silence.
She had no time to see or hear the rope pass through the cold, dank air. In fact, she wasn't even aware of its weight on her shoulders or the tightening until it was pulled taught around her neck. Rhapsody stumbled, falling to her knees, following down the rope's end desperately until she found the hand that held it, slapping it furiously. Her head would burst… she was sure of it.
She had pretty completely forgotten about the pen-knife that she had lost hold, simply staring in horror. The ground met with her knees and still, the tall figure didn't move. He stood, stoic and statue-like in front of her, holding the rope high just waiting for her to die.
Numbness overcame her slowly and he drifted out of her vision. For a moment, Rhapsody would have sworn that she could already smell her own dead body as life faded.
Why the hell was she waking up again? Rhapsody's mind was a blur. Surely this should all have ended. Had it been a dream? It was cold again but bright enough…too bright. She winced and blinked her eyes open, trying to make out unfamiliar surroundings once again. "What happened?" question a voice, far less commanding than the last one she'd heard. Nearly all was white and she could have sworn that there was a buzzing all around her head. "Whhaaaat d'you mean?" she asked, her mouth working groggily. Figures in white coats blurred about, murmuring to each other and Rhapsody tried unsuccessfully to turn her head and take in more of the room.
"What happened?" the question was asked again. "I think he must have killed her. We can put her back as many times as we need to. There is no problem" The first speaker hesitated.
"Is that safe?" "What do you care? You know what our aim is" "Right. I'll prepare everything"
Sorry about the wait and I promise, everything will be explained soon. There'll be a lot more from Erik as well in the next chapter.
