To be secure from threat of danger, harm, or loss; to be safe.
The one thing that Dib was sure he wasn't. Whatever was happening he knew that by the time it ran its course, he would be dead. Simple and pure, he knew it to be true.
He was holding back tears, although he was unsure why. He had no one to impress, no one to spite.
He was chained to a large brick wall, and he was between the pain of his restraints and cuts he received from the brickwork. He had been out for god knows how long and he wondered who on earth would ever care if he slipped away before his time.
He thought hard on that, and concluded that no one would, if anything they would be glad. He was alone, people might step into his life for a time, but they leave. Always leave. Always alone.
Horrible things had been happening to him, kidnapped twice in one week. Could it be God wanted him to die? Or was this Satan work? Best to think on the brighter side.
He can't remember his killers face, but he saw him for a short while.
Suddenly a piercing scream erupted from another room. This was natural, screaming, crying, pleading. He hadn't been here for long, yet he'd already heard it all. Quite annoying they were, silence would be desirable but it was a luxury he didn't have. He was in the same position as they so why didn't they think like he did? Or why didn't he think as they do?
His killer had to put up with all of this, was it all the time? Was this noise consent or had he just snapped and decided to kill a few people? A few… Hundred?
Why did he decide to do this?
Had he no ministering angels to consult?
Was he human?
Dib tried to drown out the possible answers to his questions with whatever else he could conjure into his head. As he thought about everything he could hear that familiar clacking from the shoes of the killer. Rhythmically making there way slowly closer, one should be afraid but at this point Dib had nothing to fear.
A/N: I've decided to change the name of the story - Black Fog Over Forgoten Dreams to the title now, Best Safety Lies In Fear.
Why? Because I read way to much Shakespeare. Short Chapter, I'm sorry. I'll update once I get two more reviews.
Bye bye, lovelies.