#8, A Black Box or… New Lodgings
A swift turn on his heels and the now doctor instead of man started off down the corridor at an unfairly fast pace. Angela and me started up after him almost immediately and only paused so as I could shove Kite on his way and keep him in front of us where I could keep my eyes on him.
The man turned a sharp corner and we all slipped in after him less than gracefully and nearly banged into him as we realised we didn't exactly have much room to keep going forwards as we had stepping into an elevator. The black mottled marble walls were a nice change from the almost all white walls, floor, roof and furniture of the corridors as we all stood in the elevator and the doors shut behind Angela. She jumped in surprise and scuttled around behind me again as I moved around to put my back against one of the walls. The small space wasn't exactly the best place in the world to be with Kite's pent up anger and the man's obliviousness to us, even with us all so close together.
I grabbed Kite back and pulled him up into the corner furthest away from the doctor guy and put myself between them. I wasn't in the mood for Kite to do anything anymore than I had been a little while ago. As I turned around to look around the elevator it came to me as a little odd to have an elevator in a two-storey building but looking at the panel I realised there were more than enough buttons to suggest that there were more floors. Probably underground ones. There are probably heaps of them around this place. My back shivered involuntarily and I looked back to Kite.
A ding and we waited until the man stepped out before following after. At least there hadn't been any of that stupid elevator music inside there. I dragged both Angela and Kite after me as Angela still hadn't let herself go of me and Kite because he didn't look as if he was going to get himself out, much to his own protest. I rolled my eyes and looked out in front of us and blinked in surprise at finding myself looking straight out into the open sky with a layer of white below and an in between of green. We must of moved around to another side of the building facing the direction we had walked to this place from since we could see trees. Because if we were on any of the other sides we should be seeing either white dead in front of us or the black netting stuff. I shook my head of the surprise and looked around for where the man had gone and found nothing. He'd disappeared.
I looked to Angela and she pointed to our left and said something I didn't really hear. Thinking she'd suggested where the man had gone I quickly moved off in that direction and to my relief at turning a corner I saw him coming back in a huff. As he spotted us he turned on his heels again and started off down the corridor once more in his intended direction. Kite snickered to my side and I rolled my eyes as we started off once more after the man.
Cat and mouse is not a fun game when you don't know who is who.
Turning a few more corners after walking a while we came to a stop as the man stood in front of a door. He pressed some buttons to a panel and a part of the wall slid away. Well that'd be why I haven't seen all that many doors and mostly just buttons along the walls. He looked at us then inside the room. The man seemed to think for a moment before pointing at Angela and then indicating towards the room. He stood there for a moment as we didn't make a move and his face started to go a little weird like. He grumbled something under his breath then moved towards us and grabbed at Angela, where upon she slipped to my other side and hung onto me from there. The man stood back a moment and looked at her with a frown. I looked back at him then at Angela.
I really didn't want to do it but I did. I started to walk towards the door with Angela moving along at a snails pace beside me until I was standing in front of the door and looking inside the room. "It's ok Angela. Look it's not dark or anything and it's a lot nicer looking than that other one we were in." She looked at me with wide eyes then into the room then towards the man then back to me once more. "You… you sure?" she said just barely above a whisper. I nodded my head, "We'll see each other again soon anyway, we did last time remember?" She nodded her head in response and very slowly and quietly moved herself off into the room. The man looked at me with a little relief to his features before he hardened himself up and strode over to the panel and keyed in something to the pad, where upon the door started to shut itself. A last waving glance of Angela and she was gone inside a hidden prison.
I looked to Kite but he just looked away.
I sighed and looked to the man. He nodded his head then walked a short distance down the corridor where upon he pressed his hand to another one of those panels and another hidden door appeared then disappeared. He looked at Kite and me and motioned for Kite to come up to him. Kite didn't move and I wasn't the least bit surprised to see him make no move to go any closer. The man just stood there and waited. I looked to Kite and this time locked on is eyes, "Kite, I didn't lie to Angela. We'll see each other soon. Don't worry." He looked at me and shook his head, "Yeah, I know Dew. It's just… it's…" he sighed to himself and just walked his way down to the man without a second glance to me. He looked up to the man then said something I didn't quiet hear then walked into the room. By the look on the man's face Kite had said something unexpected but it didn't last long enough for me to be able to really judge what it was that had been said or done. The man turned away and slammed the panel with his hand and the door disappeared.
I stood there silent and unsure really of what to do for a moment before he indicated for me to come up to where he was and he walked on further down the corridor. He turned a corner and I kept in time with his steps a few feet behind until he stopped at another one of the panels. He tapped something into it and stood back as the door opened and he waited for me to step in. I did just that but had the feeling along my back that he was watching me intently for some reason. I shook it off and never got the chance to see if I was really thinking the truth or if was a figment of my imagination as the door slid closed.





#9, Sleep or… Illusions
Looking around my new home I was happy to find that I could still see around the room and that what ever it was that was lighting the room when I first looked in was still lighting it. If you took into account of what had actually been in that other place I had stayed in the last night to sleep in, this place was a lot better. There was a bed, a sink, a small round table and chair, a toilet and light!
Taking a step forwards I found my legs to be weak and I didn't seem to be able to stand very well. There was also this really nice aroma that suddenly found its way into my nostrils. My head started to swim and I had to make my way quickly towards the closest wall to keep myself from falling over spread eagled upon the floor. Even though there wasn't anyone to see I did hold some self-decency for myself and I didn't really want to be lying on the floor like that. I tried to get myself together as I leant up against the wall and found I couldn't get rid of the swimming feeling that my head was having.
Feeling along the wall with my fingers and palms I made my way over to the bed and sat myself down. It was surprisingly soft, especially compared to what I'd been sitting and sleeping on the last few days and nights. More than happy enough for the time being I set myself down more comfortably upon the bed and would of moved myself under the covers if I had found the time to do so. But as my head hit the soft pillow I found myself no longer in a fully conscious state.

I was dimly aware of movement around me and the sudden loss of anything holding my back for a moment before I was fully supported once more. Of sounds buzzing around my head similar to that of what all those people I had seen had been speaking and broken bits of English. My name passing over my ears where I gave a garbled half-responsive noise.
Then there were more movements around and mostly above me that I could only see through a fuzzy blurriness that covered over everything. The only thought that I can really remember from being like that was, "What a weird dream this is…"
A bump and I seemed to loose the feeling of something against my back once more then something cold below my whole body. My fingers and toes curled instinctively and the rest of me would of also if it weren't for something that seemed to be holding my wrists and ankles. My mind dashed about and filled in gaps with nonsensical reasons that I was willing to believe for the time being.
Thoughts drifted in and out of my mind in rainbow coloured illusions. Memories collided with my thoughts and a jumble of mixed garble was created that danced and swam about within the confines of my mind. I tried to stretch my hands out to grab at various things as they floated by but those holds upon my wrists kept me from doing so. Turning my head about I could see a black nothingness that surprised and scared me in a way that made me look straight forwards and let my mouth twist into the O shape of a scream. But no sound echoed from my lips as a visual double of me spaced out over my own face. I blinked to the vision of me in even more surprise, there was something wrong with me, I wasn't looking like myself. I couldn't place my finger upon it but as I looked at my double I saw me, but I also saw something else.
My eyes tilted to the sides as I tried to grasp upon my vision of myself again as it wisped its way out of my line of view. A hiss to my right sent my head turning in the direction and I felt my mouth drop open in a real scream as a rainbow of colours that swirled around a pit of black came swimming through my thoughts towards me. I tried to pull my arm free from what ever it was that was holding me but found that I couldn't. I screamed out again as I watched the thing come towards me in wide-eyed horror. I was dimly aware of shouts about me from some other source that was seeping into my own thoughts as I struggled to get myself free.
As I shook my head about and thrashed as well as I could I saw the rainbow pit start to move away from me with relief but the moment I started to slow down it started coming towards me again. My mouth dropped open in horror once more and I pulled on an inner strength I never knew I held and pulled with as much effort as I could muster upon my shackled wrist. A single cry of relief as I pull my arm out of its confinement in a blaze of sparking lights and the rainbow pit is driven out of sight. I smile in relief as I hold my hand to my chest and grin to a flash of whites and gold over my vision.
But a white wing comes from nowhere and suddenly my arm and hand are no longer mine once more as the shackles are replaced and I scream in retaliation to what is happening but it makes no difference. I give up and stare forwards as everything turns a deathly pale white and all sound seems to disappear, even those echoing voices that had been dancing about and around my head. I look from side to side and see a silver sheen to everything and smile to myself in happiness. I have won!
But then a flash of neon lights that starts by my feet and I look down to where my legs lay outstretched upon my resting bed. I fall back down as a weight of something presses itself upon my chest and I feel as if it were to pass through my skin and bone and press against my heart and lungs. A giggle releases itself from within my chest and spreads out through the air in a tuneless wave that spreads lines over the world in a map of rivers and directions.
My eyes light up and beams of red seem to burst forth from them and then tumble down in rain droplets of blood. I blink my eyes shut and the beam is gone but a heat is travelling up my body and I look down to find a red beast trying to swallow me within its monstrous mouth of gaping bursts of light. I shout and scream and pull at my shackles but something holds me in place and I can only sit and wait for the creature to swallow me whole. I cry out a final time and squeeze my eyes shut as it gulps down my head and I swim into a world of black marked off with white squares that slowly start to dance around each other upon a whimsical note of misery that echoes forth from memories that climb out from the deepest darkest pits of my soul. I try to lock them out as they prey upon me in jumps and twists of demon like creatures that slip between each other switching from white to black as they race to get closer to me. They slowly, ever so slowly start to shift and faces become apparent upon their unfinished forms. I cringe and try to wiggle away but they lean in closer and stare at me with wide-open eyes.
I blink for a moment, I don't know you… my mind wonders about as it skips from face to face my eyes moments behind as they follow along. But yet, I can't find a single face among the ones that stare at me that I remember. My head tilts, and I sit solemn in thought as I watch the faces do their short dances then disappear only to be replaced with another that disappears again soon after and is replaced with another. Not always someone new but sometimes someone who has already peered into my eyes.
Confusion racks my jumbled mind and I cry out in tears as something spears into my side at three points. Red lights flash before my eyes and stream down through my body as if a river is being drawn through my entire form. I cry again and feel my cheeks boil over as hot acid makes its paths over them in streams of steaming green. A sudden stop as I hear voices that stay within the world that is only echoes to my ears and I feel the river dry up and leave me as the three spikes to my sides drive themselves out in a corkscrew manner of twisting ribbon like motions.
A smile curves out in front of my vision and a white whisper drapes itself over my world as if like snow. I step forth and fall neck deep within the soft snow and cry out in surprise as I find myself still falling down, down, down, and the cold creeping over my entire form. I go to open my mouth and scream but I choke on something that finds itself deep within my throat. My eyes flare open and I spy upon a great black snake of coiling sparking energies that shines with a metallic life that is crawling down my throat still further. The world of white and cold quickly shifts to a world of dry and hot yellows. I stand in a desert as the snake pulls itself out from within me holding upon a throbbing mass of red light that echoes over with the essence of me. I stare to what the snake holds within its mouth and try to grab it.
I see that shadow of a whispered white pass over me again and a calm sensation falls upon my entire form as the last remaining mummers of words pass over my ears. Jumbled garbage still holds itself true to my mind but I can still see into the world around me especially that whisper in white. I smile in its direction though I don't know why, it just holds a calm over my soul and seems to hold me within its grip. Held strong enough that if it wished to it could squash all my essence out over the world, but within my heart and soul I can read its own and I believe and know it wont do that. A serene smile keeps upon my face as I see it as I watch the whisper move around and out of my lines of vision for a while.
I blink in surprise as suddenly I feel a cold tingle down my spine from my tail to my skull and a shiver runs its way along the white trail. The cold jagged edges of the shiver raise notches upon the whites of my spine but they heal over in washes of red and blue with the wisps of cellophane white mixed within. I giggle involuntarily and smile again as I watch my world gain red and white lights around the edges and a black fuzzy center.
A needle spears itself up my back and then starts to draw a line up along the rings of my white collared spine to the tearing up of my eyes and I clench cobblestones against each other under hoof. Then the whisper in white returns and I smile despite the feeling within my soul as echoes start to drive themselves rivets within my skull. I try to shake them out but as one dislodges two more gather and take its place. I cry out to the white whisper and it blankets my world once more as a sharp sting connects to my neck just below my right ear.
I look to the whisper as it starts to swirl around in on upon itself as if to implode upon itself and sing my thanks to it as I see the world in every aspect turn to the purest of whites and white me out of existence to the fevered remembrance of echoing voices within my mind.

I stared for a moment forwards and up to the silent white roof of my room and just seemed to lay there for a few hours with nothing running through my mind. As I went to move I cringed as aching muscles and bones complained against having being unmoving for so long. I guess I didn't just think I layed there for a long time. I gave up on trying to sit up as from the first try my head started to swim similar to like when I had first entered the room. I sighed and just sat there staring upwards and wondered over the dream and where on earth it had come from. I didn't usually have those types of dreams.