Sorry for the wait but this chapter took a bit of writing. I got this idea after watching His Last Vow in the third series of the BBC series Sherlock. I loved the way the producers and writers created the mind palace sequence so I decided to do something similar but not the same for this story. I listened to Il Mare Calmo Della Sera by Andrea Bocelli and It helped me emphaise my desriptive writing as did the song Never Say Never by The Fray. And this dream sequence only 30 seconds has gone by in the real world. The words from Mylenne Klass' version of Live The Dream worked perfectly with the last pharagraph.
Tintin felt himself being pulled into darkness and then suddenly he found himself in a world long since forgottern. His own mind. He could feel himself falling, he could hear the voices of people who he hadn't seen in such a long time but he could still feel the inflicted pain of Muller. He felt like he was falling through thin air in nothing but blackness able to see anything untill suddenly he was in the cell that Muller totured him in for hours. The room was empty apart from all the blood and the chair was discarded at the side of the room. He felt drained, weak and as he slid down the wall Muller appeared at the side.
"See, I told you i would suceed in killing you" he exclaimed with a smile on his face. A nasty thought ran though Tintin's head; was he dying, was this the afterlife. Pain ran through his chest exactly where his heart was and as he laid spread eagle across the floor Muller continued to assault Tintin with words.
"You're nothing to anyone! No one will even come to rescue a morsel like you"
Tintin's mind reached back to the slight memories he had before he slipped into this state. Myles was begging him to hang on, was that the talk of someone who didn't care for him?
"No one cares for you, You're better off dead. I just would so love to see Myles' face when he finds you lying dead on the floor"
Closing his eye's his best moments began to flash straight in front of him. Happy moments with Myles and The Captain, the feeling of getting the bad guys and making the world a better place but more importanty the most cherished childhood memory he had, the last moment he had with his Myles before the accident that took away what he loved the most. Althought only being seven he could remember the event as clear as crystal as if it was yesterday and it was a treasured moment that he would never forget. It was the day him and his brother sat down and taught each other the valuable and the most important rules of life, that he himself had relied upon. He told him that family and friends are the most needed aspects of life and that even though life is a rollercoaster someone will always be there for you to guide and support you no matter what anyone else says. He also said to him that you will always be stronger that what you believe yourself to be and no one can break you.
Tintin suddenly felt himself getting stronger the more he thought about that last statement he had replayed inside his head. Moments later he was pushing himself off the floor much to the discontent of Dr Muller. He was standing over him as he started to stand up, trying to talk him down like an animal he was intending to hunt. His senses where slowly but surely coming back to life and as this occured the pain began to flow back but at that moment the pain wasn't concerning him, he wanted to live more than anything and as Dr Muller gripped his sholders to try and push him back down but he felt stringer than ever before and used all of that energy to push off him and onto the ajoining wall. Muller was shocked and it showed in his facial features. Tintin felt for the cell door and with one push it opened, despite the fact that he could have been sure that it was locked. Muller yelled insults at him as he crawled further away from where he wanted him to be. Tintin felt his way for the stairs he reconised clearly from the last time he had been there and began to walk, run and escape back into the life he loved more than ever.
He was coming back
Pain pushed through the very veins inhabiting him and he felt like letting go again but even as much as he wanted the pain to go away, He wanted to live, he wanted to see his brother and The Captain, he wanted to feel everything that made him alive. The pain grew so intense but he would fight and fight till he got to the top.
I apologize for the shortness but I didn't want to kill off Tintin but I wanted to do a dream sequence where he has a near death experience and then something spectacular happens... the next chapter will proberly need tissues so watch out for that. keeping reviewing and reading. Till Next Time!
