Bewilderment
I could feel my skin touch a cold, stiff platform. I felt a tight leather belt wither around my bare chest, I wanted to emancipate but could not; I was paralyzed. My eyes would not open when I commanded, although I could not see, I still endured multitudinous needles pierce into my skin one by one as if to annihilate me slowly. Promptly, I could not sense anymore pain, my brain had locked out and I knew nothing after that.
Through liquid, I heard glass shatter into many pieces and fluid start to pour. Suddenly, as if just been gagged and let go, I repeatedly inhaled. I opened my eyes to a dark, dirty room filled with spider webs in every corner. But even worse, I found myself in a slim transparent container with nothing to wear. I shoved at the glass, which was only broken at the bottom with green liquid flowing out. The container fractured and I was able to set myself acquit, it was then that I realized there was something whipping behind me, I turned to see a golden brown slender tail that seemed to belong to a lion! I was frightened but that was not all that scared me.
When I rose my eyes, I saw a girl wearing torn rags lying on the floor; her skin seemed to be crawling. I ambulated across the wet floor observing everything around me, what had happened? My eyes caught onto a navy towel tossed corruptly onto a steel table affixed with black belts. I snatched the towel off and wrapped it around myself like a blanket as I tread to the girl in red clothing. I reached for her with my fingers touching her muck flesh, yet she did not arouse. I rotated her body so that she was facing towards me. My pupils shrunk acknowledging that she had passed away not more than a few days ago. Maggots and other critters had corroded parts of her face; it was one of the most horrifying things I've ever seen in my life.
I stood up and departed with her. Walking towards a fallen desk eroded by termites, pictures spilled over the dusty hard floor. I leaned over the illustrations, spreading it out and examining them one by one. It came to me as a surprise when I saw myself in one of them; my eyes were literally sown shut by thick threads. My eyes seemed like they were wailing blood, yet I showed no emotion through the photograph. I rose my left hand to my left eye trying to feel if there's any marks, there were none. It was either that they had healed or the pictures were false. But if it really did heal then it must have been quite a long while. I threw the photos back on the ground in disbelief and ascended.
A small door dark and dry paralleled against the mud walls; I turned the rusty knob and gave small nudges against the door until it opened. A long handmade stairway follows upon me, I walked up. The higher I elevated, the easier I could breathe and let the ventilation run through my nostrils. That's when I noticed that the air below me had stunk badly from the girl's rotting flesh. At last! The end of the stairway came near; I hurried to the door and kicked it open. Again, I saw more darkness and my feet pricked with gravel and sliver from some wood.
Turning to my right, I saw that it was a tunnel and there was an opening at the end. As I walked into the pale light at the other end, I made out that there was a broken down train just a bit further off. Reaching the end of the tunnel, I saw bodies piled on bodies. Roaches crawled along the floor and chunks of the ceiling fell to the ground. Has the world turned into disaster? What has happened to me? Am I becoming an animal? Am I the only living human? Or…being? All these thoughts rang out loudly in my mind.
Approaching to the exit once again on another stairway, I found that there was another survivor. I called out to him trying to ignore the dead bodies covered in blood beneath my feet.
"Hey you!" I yelled, but I was not familiar to my own voice, it seemed so much like a roar. That did not matter, I found a companion, someone I can speak to. Maybe they understood what was going on around here. The boy turned and saw me but did not call back. He seemed so emotionless, dressed in rags with those blank, dark-green eyes. "Hey! Did you hear me?" I roared again. I decided to chase for him, I ran faster than I ever did in my entire life. But halfway there, something horrible happened… my only hope burst into flames from hell.
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Whatever. R&R It gets better, although I'd say it's pretty good already. I didn't want to submit this on but I did anyway. I'm gonna give this story a xanga. I even drew picture of the characters and all. Smoothe.