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I groaned, rolling over onto my side as slowly the world became visible. My vision was slowly dragging itself out of it's blurry state, and I went to go rub the sleep out of my eyes. My hands met my closed eyes-but a rattling sound caught my attention. I opened one eye-the other one was apparently swollen shut and looked around. Everything was dark and smelled like rotting mold. I took a deep breath, only to let out a wheezing hack as I realized that I was in some sort of teeny tiny room-most likely a closet.
I looked down at my wrists, noting the thick shackles that wrapped and chaffed each one. Long chains connected me to the aged, cracked wall behind me. My right ankle was also chained, but not my left. I shrugged it off, fear coursing through my veins, but I kept a straight face. I crawled forward, and let out an annoyed hiss when my head hit what was apparently a door. I rubbed at my throbbing head, and felt for the knob, and was surprised to find it unlocked. I pushed it open and wow..I really was in a closet.
I opened the door to a room-that was in all honesty, creepy as all hell. The walls were painted a nice, summer yellow, but it was marred with brown streaks. I strained to examine the walls, seeing that the chains were only about five or six yards long. So I could stand up and walk barley out of the closet, and luckily walk into the nearby bathroom. I gasped, backing up into the closet when I realized that the brown marks were actually dried blood. What looked like bloodied hand prints marred the door, obviously someone trying to break free of this room.
Well-that's me now.
I cringed away when I saw claw marks denting the door. The bed was poorly made, with pale blue sheets that also had some blood stains on them. I cringed away, since the door came slamming open. I backed further into my closet, hoping that the man wouldn't see me. Stupid idea.
"GIT IN THA' CLOSET BITCH!" He screamed, stomping towards me. He was more horrifying with every step he took towards me. He had a mop of sun bleached white, grey and blond strands on top of his head. His face was ravined with sun-made wrinkles-his skin singed red in some places and bleached white in others. He had a cleft lip, his top lip lifted upwards-an almost permanent scowl. His jaw also must have misplaced, his jaw bones didn't match up correctly, and his whole mouth seemed off-center.
He was small-well, far larger than I was, but for a man, he was small. Small and apparently very strong. I must only come up to his shoulder, and he was built like a sleek tank. He wore dirty brown pants, and a bloodied brown vest, matted with dirt and blood. He wore heavy dirty boots and fingerless gloves, the skin on his arms seemed scorched by the desert sun. He stomped towards me, as I hobbled back wards into the closet-his radio crackling.
"Li..zard.." The radio cackled out, causing the grey haired man to stumble to a stop.
"Whu?" He snapped up his radio, spitting an answer into it. Awkward silence filled the air as he waited for a response. He watched me as I curled into a ball against the wall of the closet-my eyes wide and watering, as his watched me. His eyes were a beautiful clouded blue, clouds of malice and hate roamed in the orbs as my own dripped out tears. I sobbed quietly, covering my mouth with my hand. His scowl deepened as the raspy voice on the other line answered.
"Goggle..needs help..the girl..and boy..killin'..them..." The voice wheezed, and I gasped, sitting up on my knees in the closet.
"Alri'h'..comin'." The grey haired man-Lizard apparently, spat back, throwing his radio back onto the clip of his pants. He scowled at me, an evil smirk crossing his features.
"Ya' like yer friends?" He teased, stepping further into the closet. I growled, low and deep.
"What kind of question is that? You freak." I snarled at him. He barred even more yellowed teeth, some sharp like dogs fangs. He ripped his hand forward, punching me viciously in the temple, sending me tumbling over onto my side, stars swinging in my vision. He came further into the closet, and bent down to whisper into my ear.
"They..gonna..die.." He mocked, lifting up his boot. I looked up, my eyes wide as he stomped down on my throat- my world blacking out once again.
Once again, I awoke groaning in pain and awaking to a dark-damp closet. My eye swollen shut, my temple bleeding, my head throbbing and my throat wet with blood, and flaming. I tried to cry, but said action only made my swollen eye and throat burns deepen.
"So..this isn't a dream.." I whispered to myself, sitting in the corner. I sighed, looking at the chains that were screwed to the high walls. I heard a little creaking noise and I jumped further away from the door. I winced as a sliver of light opened from the door, and a small hand and face came into view. A tiny girl-no older than 14 came into the closet, holding an old oil lamp in her hand, closing the door behind her. The lamp let out an eerie light, as her features were lit.
Her face was dirty, and one eye was higher than the other. Her face was pretty, but seemed a little off. Some of her fingers fused together, but other than that-she was normal. If she was with that grey haired fucker, she was violent. I slunk further away from her as she hunkered down on the ground. She wore a plain, dark blue sun dress, with a white shall, a sun hat shoved over her dark hair-deep violet eyes bore into me.
"Ruby." She slurred, pointing to her chest. She pointed at me, her eyes wide with excitement. She seemed like a kind soul, and my throat burned as I whispered out.
"Boann.." I whispered, pointing to my own chest. She smiled, looking at the chains.
"Sorry."
"For what?"
"This.."
I snorted, startling her a little bit as I leaned against the wall in a less defensive position.
"You didn't cause this."
"Mah..family.." She said, but was cut off by the main door slamming open.
"RUUUUUUUBY! WHERE... YA?" A booming voice called, shaking the room. Ruby froze, then sighed, creaking the closet door open. A hulking shadow stood in the room, holding a large axe by his side. He was bald, with a small ear adorning one side of his head, and the eye on the same eye was swollen shut and oozing. I cringed inwardly, uneasy around this man. But, if Ruby was telling him where we were, then he couldn't be too bad.
"Pluto..shh.." She whispered to the large man. He let out a grumble, dropping his axe and taking a few hulking steps towards the closet, before sitting down in front of the door. I starred at him, my dark blue and golden orbs looking into his clover green.
"This..mah brotha' Pluto." Ruby said, nodding to the hulking man.
"Boann.." I introduced myself, holding out my hand to the hulking man. He looked at my hand oddly, before grabbing my shackled wrist. He looked at the glimmering metal.
"Li..zar...keep...'er?" He slurred, his speech spewing out brokenly. Ruby shrugged.
"Excuse me?" I asked, cringing as Pluto lifted up my hand, licking my palm.
"Uh..hello?" I said, snatching back my hand. He hummed, tapping his chin with his fingers.
"Lizard keep you.." Ruby whispered.
"Mama no know..so he hide you in closet. Papa no care. But Mama get upset. No like killing. Have to." Ruby cringed at her own words, looking down at her hands that were folded together on her lap.
"Killing? What-have to?" I babbled as Pluto made some slurping sounds.
"Killing..travelers...n',...eat'um.." Pluto said, watching me with curious stare. I gagged, curling myself into a ball.
"My friends-where are they?" I gasped out, watching the violet eyed girl. She looked towards Pluto, making some sort of hand signals. He nodded, pulling a screw driver out from his back pocket. Ruby silently thanked him, taking the sharpened screw driver and stabbing it into the floor. She twisted and turned at the hardwood, making horrible cracking noises. Soon, there was a small peep hole in the floor. She blew at the hole, blowing away the wood shavings and looking down. She cringed, whipping away from the hole, but pointed down into the hole.
"Look."
I nodded, watching as she began making similar holes in all the walls and even the door.
I looked down the hole-which apparently peeped into the kitchen. There was a fairly large woman with a kind face, and no hair bouncing around the kitchen. A man came in the front door-carrying bloodied hunks of meat in a cardboard box. The box was beginning to droop from the blood leaking through the cardboard, and slumped oddly as he tossed it on the kitchen counter.
"Ma.." Pluto said, listening to my breathing quickly becoming erratic. On the top of the pile of "meat" there was a picture on the flesh. The color of the meat seemed odd-but I understood as I looked down at the tattooed flesh. I gagged, ripping away from the hole and backing away, landing right on Pluto. He grabbed my shoulders, shoving me into a sitting position and held my shaking shoulders.
Silvia and Alan had gotten matching Mario tattoos, the video game character in a victory stance, placed on their left upper thighs. I was just looking down at the same image, on Silvia's thigh. But it was just the flesh. Lopped off like cattle and placed in a small cardboard box. I cried, gagging on thoughts and tears as my throat burned. No one heard the door open.
"WHA' THA' FUCK! GIIT OUT!" Lizard screamed, whipping Pluto in the back of the head and grabbing Ruby by her hair. He began dragging her out, her legs kicking. I jumped over Pluto's now unconscious body and raced out of the closet.
"NO! RUBY!" I screamed, seeing thin trails of blood dribble down her face from the roots pulling at her scalp. I'd gone as far as I could, before the chains jerked me back, hitting the back of my head against the hardwood floor. Ruby was thrown out of the room as I spun around, running for the closet and Pluto. I jumped over him once more, but dived into his side, pressing my face into his ribs.
"Please go away..please go away...please go away..please go away.."
"Nuthin's going 'way.." His deep voice cackled. More tears slipped out of my eyes, staining the side of Pluto's shirt. His chest heaved deep breaths as I curled into a ball at his side. The lights shut off, and I heard Lizard get into his bed. I didn't let my eyes wander over to him, but I could feel those ice blue orbs watching my every move. Eventually, I couldn't hold myself awake anymore-and fell asleep.