Sorry for the long wait... I've been having trouble finding time to write... but here is a new chapter!
Chapter 85
-"It's her!"-
-I know it's her, Dominic. We've been watching her all along. Seriously mate don't you read the reports?"-
-I didn't think it necessary since we're always tracking the same ones".-
-"But this time it's special. You have to read the whole story to know what we're supposed to do"-
-"So…..what do we do now?"-
-"Wait for the others. Now hush and stand in your place"-
I hear they're voices low and above me. There seams to be one that is in charge of what ever it's happening. I keep my eyes closed and pray that they leave soon. I don't feel well and I don't want to entertain anyone tonight. There seams to be something wrong with me because I feel faint and woozy, like at whatever movement I'll be vomiting.
Have I eaten anything today?
Maybe that's it.
Maybe I haven't eaten anything and my stomach is protesting. I hear the faint passing of there steps around the room. I don't know where I am. But I can feel a breeze so maybe I'm near an open door or window. It feels nice against my skin. Wait a minute. Am I wearing anything? I try to move but I'm stuck. I can't move my arms or legs. Do I have legs or arms? They are not there. I can't feel them. Maybe it's one of those times when you've been in one position for a long time and your body falls asleep.
"… We can't take her there, you dunce. He'll find her. We have to ask first if it was alright. Jeesh, I thought you got this job because you knew what you where doing, not because you stood out in that crowed."- They argue.
I've missed some thing because I feel warmed against me and now I'm flying.
A few minutes passed. Of course it could be hours or days but what the fuck do I know. I can't feel anything, but warmed and the breeze.
The hardness on my back wakes me. I hadn't even noticed that I had been lulled into sleep of what ever this is called. I could see pictures of people and things I didn't really recognize but it felt like I should. I was starting to stress but I reminded myself that this really didn't matter, I was along for the ride and I should be enjoying it.
The moment I realized this I was broad back by a sudden descent and a hard surface against my back.
Shit this just got weirder. Now what do you supposed the fuck is going on here.
-"Hush now, woman. We will have none of that language."-
What? Did I just say that out loud?
-"No you did not, woman."-
Woman, what's that shi… I mean what is all that talk about… woman. Where does this dude get of..
-"SILENCE"- the sound of the word vibrated inside my head and body. I feel helpless.
The breeze is now going around me. I feel it whooshing as if a tornado was blowing and I was in the eye of it. Slowly but surely I start being aware of my body.
-"Now you will listen and not interrupt and all your questions will be answered with out you having to even think them."- The punishing male voice instructed.
-Now… See us!" He whispered in my ear.
I opened my eyes and was struck by the expanse of the room. It almost looked like I was outside. Or was I outside but it looked like it was a room? I really didn't have the answers; all I knew was that there where several dark figures surrounding me where I lay. All there faces where obscured by the same black hood that haunted my dreams every night. I shivered in fright. My head was moving to every direction trying to take in my surroundings but it was useless, everything was dark. There seam to be many shades of darkness- the shadows that momentarily took my attention where behind the heads that now moved looking at eachother as if they where having private conversations, they would look upon me and then to there sides. I had a limited vision to what was beyond the shrouded figures. I felt myself spin in a circle several times and it frightened me even more, it became as if it were just one figure all of the sudden, and as it spoke to me I could feel myself getting lower or it getting higher above me.
He explained what my "crimes" where, but my mind was too jumbled to understand clearly that I was actually being judged. There was no signed of skin or visible features to any of them, just the low glimmer of irises under the hoods.
I never felt pain or tortures discomfort, but the fact that I was spinning and helpless where I lay, was disconcerting enough.
After awhile everything was silent, for a moment I started to feel my legs and arms and I could move my fingers and toes.
-"You will stay in this place until we can find a reason to give you purpose"- The figure at my feet lifted his arm and a long white hand appeared out of the black clothed. He gestured around him and I moved my head fixing my eyes to where he gestured around the room that now appeared.
The faded green walls appeared as if by magic and then the small window with the tattered drapes where visible, as well as the light from the small lamp on the night stand beside the double bed with the old faded blue blanket. The walls appeared too and as if drawn by invisible hands the drawing started to appear.
My hands where freed and went to cover my body, the feel of it seamed odd. I could feel the flesh but it was dry and rubbery. Startled, my hands keep moving identifying the changes, the small flakes that fell from my chest and stomach and the large wholes where my fingers entered made me shoot up to a sitting position. And that's when the feathers feel on my lap.
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