"Nothingness... The very essence that shapes absence and rest, is in fact a special essence. Something that is immaterial but existent. Remember that. Use it in all sanity...."
Alanis could feel her feet barely touching the ground, the occasional contact with the wet and lingering ground. A distant resonating light captivated her, suppressing her childish fears. There's just too much on her mind blocking out current thoughts. Her hands bound, her body aching and her face staring out with deathly pales...
Her waited hopelessness as though mocking her with pleasant thoughts left her unable to concentrate on her situation. Something was carrying her through the odd unfamiliar corridors. The occasional passing doors and dark colored bricks led her to think that she was in a prison of some kind, yet her imagination would not allow it. The cold hands supporting her weight, the constant panting and the regular footsteps allowed her to picture the something or rather person who's carrying her.
There were others behind her. Only three she could see clearly from the ten's of shadowy figures following her and her captor. A man, a woman and a boy, unlike her they could walk though their arms are bound with chains connected to one another. The man looked emotionless as though he was not afraid although his arms twitched uncontrollably from time to time. The woman seemed terrified, she could tell from the look on her face. The boy, was crying profusely though his cries were barely heard. Alanis watched as the shadowy figures following the four of them dispersed leaving them walking alone in the painfully cold quiet corridor.
She started to taste traces of blood in her mouth as her eyes slowly closed leaving her in ample darkness when she started to descend. Eyes wide opened and gasping for air, she found herself on the floor, the wet slimy floor. Her hands no longer bound, the chains nowhere to be found. The moisture from the floor seemed to be seeping into her clothes making her feel dirty and violated.
She tilted her head only to find standing right in front of her a pair of legs. A strange feeling of intensity began to take over, a very strange intensity,an almost welcoming but violating one. Just the sort of intensity that made it hard to respond and react.
"Do pick yourself up young woman, we do not want you getting wet in places that we do not want you getting the wet in." The legs backed away as Alanis pushed herself off the ground finding a thin looking man staring at her several feet away. He had a piece of cloth over his head concealing his hair, prominent dark rings about his eyes, skin as pale as a corpse, a warm smile. The rest of his body covered in an old raggedy coat which seemed like it was to concealing something within his body, he stood with his back slightly hunched. Alanis gazed up to his eyes fighting her fear to say something. The stranger had piercing eyes as though he knows everything, his eyes contained anger and frustration but yet brought about a friendly feeling. He had a strange inhumanely charm in him that allowed her to maintain her sanity in such a moment. Alanis could sense no presence of anyone else besides them. The three others seemed to have disappeared within the short moments. She looked up at the face of the unknown stranger, her heart full of questions, she wasn't afraid. Not anymore.
He broke the silence.
" Yeah I know, where am I? Who are you? And why have you brought me here? These are the usual questions that demand difficult explanations........ You are in a place called the closet, who I am is not important and so is the reason I brought you here." He talked as if avoiding further questions as he walked backwards towards the seemingly never ending dark end of the corridor.
Just then, a figure appeared at a distant. A shadowy figure in the dark, it had been watching them from that distance. The stranger caught sight of the figure and started chasing after it as they ran he turned around. A long thing stick as to what looked like a walking stick miraculously appeared in his hands as he held it in the center playfully swinging it around as he ran backwards facing Alanis.
"You have always wished for freedom. Freedom is in itself sacrifice. Self sacrifice. Self sacrifice is non existent, you'll tell yourself you have it. But then again never have all of it. And because of that, you will have all of it. All of yourself. Forever."
He had her captivated as she stared into his eyes. His face, the strange face. His voice, the voice that could chase away the sanity in her as she drifted off into what was once pleasant memories.
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