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Wow guys you are amazing! Seems like you want more of this so let's do it! Thank you for your opinions and advices! Let's keep the McLynn/McRoll poll opened little longer, but I guess the best solution for this will be keep all women out of this..to make all of you my lovely readers comfortable... but will see where we get, right? :)
IMPORTANT: I got another question for you if you want to help out with this. So would you like all the team members involved in tests (means Danny Steve Kono Chin) or only our boys Steve Danny with Kono and Chin just helplessly watching their torment? *evil laugh* Thank you for your opinion! *
So here is the quick chapter called Steve. I'll bring something similar with Danny. So enjoy and have a nice week!
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Chapter 2.:
Steve
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Heavy. It was all he felt. His body was heavy, his mind was heavy, even the oxygen he was pumping to his heavy lungs. He didn't know how to get rid of tons of invisible pressure around and inside him. Like a millions of eyes are glued on you, but none were actually there. He knew, cos he somehow managed to take control of his eyelids again and open them. Nothing. No smell, no sound, no color. Just bare concrete walls, lone lightbulb hanging on the black cable above him. He followed black line along the ceiling, down when it bended in the corner, down and down by the wall and suddenly disappearing in the hole near the ground. Finding another concrete area, floor lying under him. His heavy body shivered and suddenly he was aware of his limbs all way down to his tiptoes, shaking in the wave of cold. He felt something around his wrists. His hands were handcuffed in front of him. Strange. These should be in his pocket, not on his wrists. Collecting all his strenght he pulled himself up to the sitting position, eyes trying to find something unusual around. Nothing. Still and cold concrete, perfectly shaped corners. He focused back on his sore wrists, pulling on them made no difference so he just stretched his fingers to get some fresh warm blood back to it's veins. Now standing was more difficult than he thought. It took a while until ringing in his ears tranquilited and gray infinity around him stopped to whirl. Few unsecure steps, different angle, but everything terribly same. He felt his own heartbeat and he would even tell it's loud as hammer. So loud that Danny would be concerned and ordered him to sit back down a breathe deeply. Danny. Lone picture in his mind replaced the grey concrete wall. His head dropped down suddenly, without warning, without single word that something is wrong. No answer just body in blue shirt jerking in his grip, eyes closed, mind somewhere deep inside, not aware of friend's demanding shouts. Something was wrong. Steve knew it because he couldn't bring back what happened than. Reality took control over him again and he realised they have a serious problem.
"Hey! Is anybody out there?... Can you hear me?.. HEY! Let me out of h--" He couldn't finish the sentence. Ringing in his ears was back but stronger with every next moment, now almost unbearable. It brought him back to his knees. Every second lasted eternity and the end wasnt't coming. Loud high noise was tearing it's way to his eardrums and insde him making every cell in his body ache in spasm. And when he lied back on the ground covering his ears best as he could, when tears appeared on his cheeks and when he thought he can't withstand it anymore, it finally stopped. Sweet silence smoothed his body but he could still hear the noise in his head. And now his heart for the first time felt that strange feeling he was taught to avoid. Fear of his own life, fear of Danny's life, fear that he will be trapped here forever with no chance to say goodbye, to say thank you, with no chance to feel the blue blue ocean waves surrounding his body ever again. He knew he has to sit quiet and behave himslef to avoid another loud havoc. So he leaned his back against the wall and straigtened his bare feet in front of him. Looking down on his cuffed hands he was wondering what is going on. What brought him to this miserable situation and forced him to be this weak and afraid even tho that soldier part of him was screaming to fight. What would Joe think seeing him like this?! Coward, not using his skills and strenght. 'It's called self-pity, ladies. Meet your biggest enemy. No man can put you down in the game of lasting, but you. Your own head can kill you. Your own inner voice can make you crazy. But it also can be your only ally, only friend. Show him who is the boss.. who is the owner of this body and take advantage of your own weakness!' But he had no clue where he is, who is behind it and had no tiniest chance to win over those concrete walls. So he waited, recalling Joe's lessons to be ready to take his shot. To be ready when his maybe last chance comes...
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TBC