Paradise with Closed Eyes

Chapter 2-

But I didn't.

Throwing myself to the side, a deafening crash filled my ears, but I was too worried with getting the hell out of the damn place than to turn around and stare at the hole in the wall. Retching open the door with quickness, I went sprinting into an even smellier lobby. Racing over the moldy carpet, I shouldered the large oak door that looked like the only thing keeping me from escaping that hound.

But noooo, there just had to be a giant courtyard with two more of them wandering around!

Heart thumping, I managed to ignore my protesting heart and lungs, taking small breaths through my open mouth. Moving back quickly as I had arrived, I ended up peeking at the two patrolling creatures. Squinting, I noticed a pattern to their movements. Once again, I noticed that I did this as if it were a habit, and I really didn't, but I wasn't protesting. I was actually quite glad, if I wasn't so worried that I might have gone both mad and have multiple personality disorder.

Watching their movements one more time, it was easy to conclude that if I waited another minute, while both of them moved past each other, I could sprint along the left far side of the wall, clinging to the shadows, and hope to go undetected. I had a good feeling in my gut. Of course, there were beautifies as well.

Swiping twice more at the bluish black bangs trying so hard to blind my right eye, I raced down the steps as silent as possible, praying to the Gods that it was raining. That meant to me, based on the main fact my enemy looked like dogs, that they couldn't detect me by scent as long as the rain was falling over me and them. Or I was just some where were they couldn't feel my emotional presence or pheromones or whatever the hell they did to notice me.

Sprinting across the wet grass, I threw myself behind a rather large bush, seeing out of the corner of my eye, that I misjudged the speed of the sentries, and the giant, wolf like creature was coming back around. Biting my lip to stop from yelling, I squinted in pain and fear as I hit the dirt hard, jolting my head, and making my heart flutter. My mace was digging into my ribs (as I had proclaimed to myself finders keepers in this world, much to my amusement), and I noticed that my other hand was holding the shield that had blocked that first strike from the creature. I contemplated whether or not to discard it, as I tried to keep my mind from the approaching wolf man, but I couldn't find the heart to let it go. I had some sort of unknown attachment to it. Sighing because of habit, I bit my lip again, peering through the branches of the shrubbery. The creature had trotted past, and was around the place where I could get up and continue my escape. Sliding to my feet, I winced as the much foreseen bruise cursed me out beneath my tee shirt.

"Damn it…" Muttering under my breath, I began at a small run, which turned into a brisk jog, before finally, and painfully exploding into a long dash for the next bush. I did this dash and dive tactic for about what felt like an hour; the sun had finally decided to break through a patch of clouds. My knees were bruised and my grey black jeans were covered in grass stains. These also happened to be my favorite pair of pants as well, and so far, the only pair of pants I owned.

Crouching low to the ground, I finally reached the large double doors. They reminded me of something from Skyrim… what was Skyrim again?

Pushing open one of the doors, I froze as it gave a deafening groan, metal screeching aloud as the ungreased door yelled in protest. It was still raining, so maybe…

I looked around, and felt my spine tingle. The hounds were barreling towards me, one on all four, and the other on its hind legs, moving a bit slower, but having the effect of being tall.

I, for some reason, honestly thought the door was going to open without much trouble, but hell no, I was pretty damn wrong.

"Paladin! Hold so that we may kill you!" The wolf on its hind legs opened its large jaws, and a garbled tone wavered out, almost making me crap my pants again.

"What the FUCK!?" Spinning on my heel, I rushed out the door, and slammed it shut. Not bothering to figure out a way to block them, I ran on, wet tears falling from the sky, stinging my face as I ran as fast as I could. I was on a hill path, which spiraled down. At the very bottom appeared to be a beautiful valley, and in the distance, I could see a city, lit and calling out to me.

"Yes!" Leaning forward a bit, I gained more momentum as I barreled into the bushes close by, cutting through them and making a bee line for the city. I misplaced a step, and fell sideways, face slamming into the wet grass and mud. Groaning aloud, I flopped off the ground, and rolled to a stop. My head felt light, and my vision swam. I closed my eyes, feeling the rain fall down on me, roll down my skin, and continue into the nature I lay on top of.

Groaning, I sat up, blurry eyed, and woozy.

"Yo … fuck me…that wasn't fun at all…" Standing up rather slowly, I heard the sound of heavy foot fall coming from behind me. Looking forward again, I moved as fast as I could towards where I had seen the city. I had to make it. Pushing through a lot of low hanging branches, I came out onto what looked to be a road. Looking around frantically, I felt like I was going to pass out.

"Damn it…" Gasping, I began sliding down the slope leading into a beautiful open plain. A group of houses sat quietly in the middle, a rather large chain link fence with barbed wire the only thing stopping people from attacking. I moved towards the houses.

Whatever I might have been thinking, I really don't remember, because, the next thing I knew I knew was that I suddenly began to hear what sounded like a violin. Falling to a knee, I looked up, and spotted the most alluring girl running towards me, an axe almost TWICE her size trailing behind her. One of her arms were outstretched, her mouth a gap as she tried to reach me.

Who the hell was she yelling at?

I was mystified my the beautiful music, enjoying the rain on my sky. Smirking, I think I laughed. I smelt wet dog again.

This was really one hell of a way for my life to end. And than I realized what I was hearing. Bird's Poem... the violin version.

Was that why I was crying? Why I felt pain explode down my back? Why...

Why I can't breath?