Chapter 8

I was laying face up when I at last gained conscience. Water from the ceiling was dripping down and hitting me in the right eye, and I think that is what finally woke me up. For a second or two my vision was quite blurry and I had a hard time seeing even a few feet in front of me. I was afraid that my eyesight had been damaged, however, slowly but surely my vision refocused and that's when I remembered what happened to me.

I remembered the two robed men in the mountain, how I followed them into the cave I am in at this instant. I remember squaring off against them and almost losing my life. I remembered their eyes…their horrible yellow eyes. I then I recalled being bitten on the wrist by one of the robed…things.

I looked down at my right wrist but it was too dark to see anything, my wrist did not hurt a bit. Perhaps I was just imagining things. I probably landed on my head a little too hard. But the yellow eyes…I just had to know if they were real.

Though my body was aching dearly I forced myself up from the cold floor, only to recognize that I was some place I was not familiar with. I was no longer in the room with the giant statue, and the two robed men were nowhere to be seen.

Through the darkness I stumbled about trying to find an exit out of this place, wherever I was anyway. To my unpleasant surprise I ran into something hard. Feeling around a touched a seemingly metal bar, and beside that one was another bar, and then another, and then another as well. I was in some type of cell!

Thoughts began circling around my head as fast as lightening. Where was I and how did I get here were the most common questions invading my brain. For the first time in my life I was actually scared, something I wasn't too proud to admit.

Right at this moment I wanted nothing more than to gulp down an entire bottle of Mazte. That's when I realized I hadn't had any alcohol since leaving Ald' Ruhn, which was something that had definitely surprised me.

Suddenly a door shot open with a loud bang and in walked a tall man robed man. His clothing looked similar to the others I saw, but this man was much taller than the others, though I could not see his face.

"It's about time you got up. We have many things to discuss. Come, follow me." Said the figure in a deep voice, leading me to believe he was a male, however I couldn't figure out what race, other than he definitely wasn't a human.

The man lifted his left hand and the bars to my cell disappeared into thin air! I was about to attack him, but regrettably my sword was nowhere in sight. I asked the man who he was and what I was doing here, but he said not a word, but turned around and walked slowly through the door he first came through. I figured I had no choice but to follow him.

We walked silently down a dark hallway for what seemed like forever. The only lights were a few scattered torches and thanks to them I was able to get a good look at the person I was following, although his hood was hiding his face.

"Where are we going?" I asked the man. I was not given an answer, and I was starting to get agitated.

"I said where are we going?" I said, this time much louder, apparently a little too loud for him.

He turned around quickly and I then next thing I knew I was three feet off the ground with my back pressed against the wall. I realized it was he who did this to me, as I saw his left hand had risen just as it did when he made my cell bars disappear.

"Hush; there will be no speaking until we arrive at our destination," Said the hooded man. What scared me the most about this man was the calmness in his tone of voice. I had clearly agitated him, yet he had restrained himself from lashing out at me with anger. I wanted to find out more about this man, so I decided it was in my best interest to do what he said. After a few second he set me back on solid ground and we continued our walk.

Finally we reached a large metal door, which opened with a simple flick of the man wrist. Into the next room we went, one that was much brighter than the depressing hallway he had just traveled through. The room was filled with magnificent furniture and statuettes. I was absolutely amazed by my surroundings.

[i"Who is this man?"[/i I thought to myself.

"Have a seat," The man said while pointing to a chair that had suddenly appeared before me.

I sat down in the comfortable seat while the robed man stood watching me. Then he took the hood away from his head, finally revealing his face. He was a Dunmer with long straight red hair.

"My name is Dalamus Venim. I understand my father sent you to find me."