Escape from Torment
A boy dodged another blast and ran to the sound of harsh wind on metal.
'Oh, I missed that sound' he thought and continued to run.
A pain hit the 10 year old in the leg causing him to stumble and crash into a wall. The boy groaned and forced his tired muscles to push himself off the cool metal and onto his aching legs. The boy listened for the sound of freedom and soon heard it, it was behind him meaning he was facing the guards.
The 10 year old quickly turned and ran when he heard footsteps and the sound of a whip sliding against the ground.
"GET HIM!"
Pounding steps.
'Almost there.'
A sound of chains.
'Keep going.'
Pain flared in his back right when he crashed through the door and into freezing weather. He continued running, ignoring the shouts and the pain until he felt himself hit wood. He tried to get up but his body won't allow him, tears filled in his blind eyes and spilled down his pale cheeks.
'I just want to be free, I just want to go home' he whimpered and curled in a tight ball, 'is that so hard to ask?'
The boy closed his eyes and waited to be taken to the facility when two strong arms lifted him up but whoever picked him up headed away from the shouting and soon the cold turned to an unusual warmth.
The boy smelled the scent of grass, metal and electronics in the air and was lolled to sleep by a steady heartbeat.