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When I was about to confront the person standing on the other side of the laser wall Esmee groaned. I looked down at her happy that she was now waking up. I then glanced back up to command the person to tell us what the hell is going on and why are we here but whoever they were they are gone now. I then brought my focus back to Esmee. Her eyes fluttered open. She let out a few more groans. Her face a bit pale. Those drugs defiantly don't do her justice.
Feeling more comfortable that she'll be alright I decided to take another more thorough search of the room. I pushed off the ground but as soon I did so a sharp pain shot through my right side. I clutched it tightly then tumbled to a knee. I gritted my teeth unable to scream from the pain. Sweat roll of my face. The tension was too much. My vision started to fade out. Then the pain subsided. I could breath again. Shit... what happened.
My injury from being hot by the car might have gotten worse or I stretched wrong and the nerves got pinched and stressed out. I am just glad that it had ended. Slowly I stood back up making sure not to rush. The pain didn't return that's a relief. My consciousness remained that's a plus.
I proceeded with my to plan. I started my search at the back of the room. Seeing all this white is driving me crazy. I wonder all prisoners felt this way. I reached out and touched the wall. It was oddly warm. It was smooth. I rubbed my hand against it to see if there was anything, anything at all. I walked up and down a few times positioning my hand at different levels. Nothing. I moved from wall to wall avoiding the laser one, but I still found nothing. I was hoping that there were a hidden doorway.
I slouched up against one of the walls and sat down. My failed attempt took me roughly an hour. It felt like an hour. I'll try again later. Maybe I had missed something. Just then I happen to feel eyes staring me down. Not the intimidating types I am use too. But the more kind watchful type.
Feeling more comfortable that she'll be alright I decided to take another more thorough search of the room. I pushed off the ground but as soon I did so a sharp pain shot through my right side. I clutched it tightly then tumbled to a knee. I gritted my teeth unable to scream from the pain. Sweat roll of my face. The tension was too much. My vision started to fade out. Then the pain subsided. I could breath again. Shit... what happened.
My injury from being hot by the car might have gotten worse or I stretched wrong and the nerves got pinched and stressed out. I am just glad that it had ended. Slowly I stood back up making sure not to rush. The pain didn't return that's a relief. My consciousness remained that's a plus.
I proceeded with my to plan. I started my search at the back of the room. Seeing all this white is driving me crazy. I wonder all prisoners felt this way. I reached out and touched the wall. It was oddly warm. It was smooth. I rubbed my hand against it to see if there was anything, anything at all. I walked up and down a few times positioning my hand at different levels. Nothing. I moved from wall to wall avoiding the laser one, but I still found nothing. I was hoping that there were a hidden doorway.
I slouched up against one of the walls and sat down. My failed attempt took me roughly an hour. It felt like an hour. I'll try again later. Maybe I had missed something. Just then I happen to feel eyes staring me down. Not the intimidating types I am use too. But the more kind watchful type.
I don't know how long I had been out, it felt like for only a short bit. My eyes fluttered open. Soon I was able to keep them open I jolted straight up. When I did so my head began to throb wildly. I held my head groaning for a moment until it passed. Once the throbbing subsided I stood to take a look around. It was obvious that I missed out on my first helicopter ride.
White walls. White lights. And a laser induced wall... wait what?! Am I in a sci-fi movie?!... I know I may sound unrealistic but... was I abducted by aliens? My head just took a 360 on that topic.
As I looked around I noticed that Esmee was laying nearby. I sighed in relief. At least she isn't off somewhere else. This way if someone... something does come at least I can protect her if need too. I don't want to tell her this but I think her noodle arms won't be able to defend her very well. If I told her this she may take it too personal. Maybe it would be best if I kept that comment to myself.
The room we are in smelt clean, as if it never been used until now. It was unnerving. At least it didn't smell like mold, rust and possibly urine. I glanced one more time over at the laser doorway slash prison bars then I walked up to Esmee. I knelt down beside her. She still out. Whatever drug they gave us must of have more effect on her than it did me. Just to be sure I need to see if she were still breathing.
I didn't want to seem like a perv but I glance down at her chest to if there were any movement. I grinned satisfied that she was at least breathing. And luckily she is asleep through this. Also, luckily I didn't have to practice CPR for the first time. Fun fact about me I do know CPR. I took a 6 hour course for extra credit, I have the card allowing me to preform first aide if need too.
Now that knew she was still breathing I was about to shake her shoulder gently. Hoping she would finally open her eyes. In the corner of my eye I saw a shadow of a figure standing just beyond the laser wall.
(*sorry for the late reply, real life got busy. But things have cold off and I am back to replying regular.*)
White walls. White lights. And a laser induced wall... wait what?! Am I in a sci-fi movie?!... I know I may sound unrealistic but... was I abducted by aliens? My head just took a 360 on that topic.
As I looked around I noticed that Esmee was laying nearby. I sighed in relief. At least she isn't off somewhere else. This way if someone... something does come at least I can protect her if need too. I don't want to tell her this but I think her noodle arms won't be able to defend her very well. If I told her this she may take it too personal. Maybe it would be best if I kept that comment to myself.
The room we are in smelt clean, as if it never been used until now. It was unnerving. At least it didn't smell like mold, rust and possibly urine. I glanced one more time over at the laser doorway slash prison bars then I walked up to Esmee. I knelt down beside her. She still out. Whatever drug they gave us must of have more effect on her than it did me. Just to be sure I need to see if she were still breathing.
I didn't want to seem like a perv but I glance down at her chest to if there were any movement. I grinned satisfied that she was at least breathing. And luckily she is asleep through this. Also, luckily I didn't have to practice CPR for the first time. Fun fact about me I do know CPR. I took a 6 hour course for extra credit, I have the card allowing me to preform first aide if need too.
Now that knew she was still breathing I was about to shake her shoulder gently. Hoping she would finally open her eyes. In the corner of my eye I saw a shadow of a figure standing just beyond the laser wall.
(*sorry for the late reply, real life got busy. But things have cold off and I am back to replying regular.*)
So. I am in a dilemma. I have so many role plays I would like to do it is driving me crazy! So I made a list of the few I really would like to try out. Few are fandoms, some our completely made up and some are in between.
I am willing to play either female or male. I am also willing to try male/male romantic relationships for the first time. I also don't mind doing 18+ RP's. If you are interested in male/male love or a 18+ RP or both please PM me so we can work out the details. Please take a look at the suggestions below. Now theses are just ideas that are listed once I get a person or people interested in either one of them I will start working out the details.
I can write either short or long replies, depending on the information given. I do make mistakes, so I tend to reread what I type up before posting but even then I tend to overlook a few things. So if you see me messing up big time please tell me nicely. I don't have very many rules expect for a simple few.
Role Play List:
*More detail will be added when and if any the RP's below get any interest!*
Terra Nova
I am willing to play either female or male. I am also willing to try male/male romantic relationships for the first time. I also don't mind doing 18+ RP's. If you are interested in male/male love or a 18+ RP or both please PM me so we can work out the details. Please take a look at the suggestions below. Now theses are just ideas that are listed once I get a person or people interested in either one of them I will start working out the details.
I can write either short or long replies, depending on the information given. I do make mistakes, so I tend to reread what I type up before posting but even then I tend to overlook a few things. So if you see me messing up big time please tell me nicely. I don't have very many rules expect for a simple few.
- Please be able to reply within a 3 day period!
- Please! Please follow along with the plot and/or what is going on in the last posts. This way there won't be any confusion and the RP doesn't seem too jumbled up.
- When real life gets too busy or your going on vacation where internet doesn't exist please give me a heads up that you either need a break from the RP or that you will be gone for several days won't have a chance to reply until you get back. It would be much appreciated so I am not waiting and hoping for a reply that may or may not ever come.
- I don't mind if images are used to help describe something, as long as they are linked in somewhere in your reply or linked at the bottom of your reply with an explanatory title.
- Lastly! Be creative and have fun!
Role Play List:
*More detail will be added when and if any the RP's below get any interest!*
Terra Nova
Fandom RP! This RP can go either way; we can play it safe/clean in the forums or an 18+ version through the PM's.
A Fantasy RPI don't know the full details for this RP yet, I do know it will involve magic, werewolves, and adventure! Also, can go either way.
PokemonI love Pokemon, but I haven't watched the latest versions. But I do have the Pokemon X game. So I am thinking about basing the RP around Pokemon x and y. This RP is clean slate, it mostly full of adventure and Pokemon cuteness.
Wolf RPAs you guessed within this RP we will be playing wolves. I do have plans for this RP but I haven't pieced everything together yet. This RP can go either way.
I didn't expect Esmee to ask me to lift up my shirt again. Let alone that she had medical knowledge. I guess it helps being a doctors daughter. I shrugged seeing how it wouldn't do any harm for her to take a look. To make it easier for her to examine the bruising I took off my shirt without a second thought.
"Would it be easier for me to lay down or stay sitting up?" I asked flinging my shirt over my shoulder.
I didn't realize when I took my shirt off that my beanie had fallen off. Until it was too late. Her eyes widened and that's when I knew what had happened. I quickly searched for my beanie which I found tangled up in my shirt I decided to throw everything back on. The examination can take place another time. After that it was hard to make eye contact for I knew she would try to ask me questions, questions I very much would rather not answer.
A few seconds later the door swung open. The same guy who had thrown me in here came happily waltzing in. "Hello, again." He began saying rubbing his hand together like the little insect that he is. Now that I good view of him he a few inches taller than me, he had a military hair cut, and he was sturdier built than I was. If I didn't hate his guts I would suggested that he was rather good looking for a middle aged man. "Guess what!? You guys have a one way helicopter ride to the island waiting for you up on deck! My boss found shipping you two by boat was taking far too long so he sent his chopper to retrieve you. Anyhow I just happy that I don't have to babysit you any longer so let's get going!" He said gesturing us to leave the room impatiently.
No wonder he is such high spirits. He is glad to get rid of us. And did he just say we're headed to an island?! Just my luck...
I reluctantly stood to my feet. As I walked passed mister happy clown I gave him a stern look. He just grinned without a care. Out in the hall were two other men. Both were armed and dressed in black op type clothing. I eye at their automatics with wary eyes. They remind me of the rifle that always sat near the front door at home but this was different. The rifle is meant for pesky predators trying to take off with life stock. These two are armed for another purpose. And I don't intend on pissing them off just to give them a good enough excuse to shot me.
We were then lead a down the hallway, we took a few lefts and a right before coming to a stairwell. We went up the stairwell which lead us outside. Soon the door had opened my eyes were blinded, I brought a hand up to shield my eyes from the bright sun. I was happy to see daylight again but I was more eager about taking in a deep breath of fresh more than anything. The ocean air smelt great. It had a calming effect on me though my nerves were still quite jumpy.
And if I weren't mistake from what I can tell the ship that we are on is a small cargo ship. There were grates stacked on either end. A crane sitting towards the back away from everything. Other than human trafficking I wondered what other illegal transports do theses people do.
Sure enough there was a a chopper sitting and waiting at the center of the ship. It was a small transport chopper. Big enough for four people it seemed. The chopper was ready for take off. Realizing that I had stopped to take in the sites I was nudged from behind to keep moving. We made our way to the chopper. We were told to duck our heads and so we did. The chopper was so loud I could hardly hear myself think. Before climbing onto the chopper I felt something prick the nab of my neck. Before I could turn around to see what it was I instantly slipped into nothingness. Into the dark once again!
"Would it be easier for me to lay down or stay sitting up?" I asked flinging my shirt over my shoulder.
I didn't realize when I took my shirt off that my beanie had fallen off. Until it was too late. Her eyes widened and that's when I knew what had happened. I quickly searched for my beanie which I found tangled up in my shirt I decided to throw everything back on. The examination can take place another time. After that it was hard to make eye contact for I knew she would try to ask me questions, questions I very much would rather not answer.
A few seconds later the door swung open. The same guy who had thrown me in here came happily waltzing in. "Hello, again." He began saying rubbing his hand together like the little insect that he is. Now that I good view of him he a few inches taller than me, he had a military hair cut, and he was sturdier built than I was. If I didn't hate his guts I would suggested that he was rather good looking for a middle aged man. "Guess what!? You guys have a one way helicopter ride to the island waiting for you up on deck! My boss found shipping you two by boat was taking far too long so he sent his chopper to retrieve you. Anyhow I just happy that I don't have to babysit you any longer so let's get going!" He said gesturing us to leave the room impatiently.
No wonder he is such high spirits. He is glad to get rid of us. And did he just say we're headed to an island?! Just my luck...
I reluctantly stood to my feet. As I walked passed mister happy clown I gave him a stern look. He just grinned without a care. Out in the hall were two other men. Both were armed and dressed in black op type clothing. I eye at their automatics with wary eyes. They remind me of the rifle that always sat near the front door at home but this was different. The rifle is meant for pesky predators trying to take off with life stock. These two are armed for another purpose. And I don't intend on pissing them off just to give them a good enough excuse to shot me.
We were then lead a down the hallway, we took a few lefts and a right before coming to a stairwell. We went up the stairwell which lead us outside. Soon the door had opened my eyes were blinded, I brought a hand up to shield my eyes from the bright sun. I was happy to see daylight again but I was more eager about taking in a deep breath of fresh more than anything. The ocean air smelt great. It had a calming effect on me though my nerves were still quite jumpy.
And if I weren't mistake from what I can tell the ship that we are on is a small cargo ship. There were grates stacked on either end. A crane sitting towards the back away from everything. Other than human trafficking I wondered what other illegal transports do theses people do.
Sure enough there was a a chopper sitting and waiting at the center of the ship. It was a small transport chopper. Big enough for four people it seemed. The chopper was ready for take off. Realizing that I had stopped to take in the sites I was nudged from behind to keep moving. We made our way to the chopper. We were told to duck our heads and so we did. The chopper was so loud I could hardly hear myself think. Before climbing onto the chopper I felt something prick the nab of my neck. Before I could turn around to see what it was I instantly slipped into nothingness. Into the dark once again!
"Esmee?" I repeated her name aloud without thinking. It was an unusual name that it just slipped out.
Awkward silence between us again. I quietly tapped my index finger on my knee as I thought on how to answer her question. Though nothing came to mind at first.
"So they drugged you huh? At least you had it easier... other than getting sick afterwards. They weren't so settle with me." As I was telling her this I happened to recall being hit on the side. I left part of my shirt. Revealing a huge bruise. I actually didn't know the full extent of it. The bruise covered most of my right side, with the lighting it looked pretty dark. Hopefully there wasn't any internal bleeding... I dropped my shirt back down before continuing. "I guess running me over with a car was the best option." I said annoyingly.
After explaining thoughts rushed to my mind wondering how grandpa was holding up. What was he thinking... I hope he didn't think I just up left him. Or did they leave him a ransom note. Whatever the case I just hope that he's doing alright. I tried not to show how worried I was but the way Esmee was staring told me other wise... or she was concerned bout the fact I was hit by a car.
((*Sorry for the short reply... I was up late night watching my brother playing football. The game was out of town and we didn't get home until after 1:00 am.... and I didn't sleep... couldn't sleep... so my mind is drawing a blank*)) o_O;
Awkward silence between us again. I quietly tapped my index finger on my knee as I thought on how to answer her question. Though nothing came to mind at first.
"So they drugged you huh? At least you had it easier... other than getting sick afterwards. They weren't so settle with me." As I was telling her this I happened to recall being hit on the side. I left part of my shirt. Revealing a huge bruise. I actually didn't know the full extent of it. The bruise covered most of my right side, with the lighting it looked pretty dark. Hopefully there wasn't any internal bleeding... I dropped my shirt back down before continuing. "I guess running me over with a car was the best option." I said annoyingly.
After explaining thoughts rushed to my mind wondering how grandpa was holding up. What was he thinking... I hope he didn't think I just up left him. Or did they leave him a ransom note. Whatever the case I just hope that he's doing alright. I tried not to show how worried I was but the way Esmee was staring told me other wise... or she was concerned bout the fact I was hit by a car.
((*Sorry for the short reply... I was up late night watching my brother playing football. The game was out of town and we didn't get home until after 1:00 am.... and I didn't sleep... couldn't sleep... so my mind is drawing a blank*)) o_O;
Whoever was here is no longer in the room. By the time my vision became clear they were gone. With nothing else to do I stared up at the dim yellow light above me. The light swayed almost mesmerizing until I realized it was swaying. How can a light be swaying? How odd... curious I figured it was about time for me to attempt to get up. Despite how sluggish and sore I felt. I didn't have the patience to take it slow. I need to find out where this is. Who abducted me. And why. And not only that if there is any means of escape.
I figured since I've been laying here for roughly thirty minutes awake I could probably move more than just a few fingers. Clutching my teeth I firmly pushed myself upward. Immediately my muscles flared up in pain. I flinched from the intense feeling. I was about to let out a groan but I caught in my in the back of throat before it slipped out. I didn't want to attract any attention to myself. My head also throbbed a bit and felt light headed from sitting up so fast but after a moment the feeling slowly faded away.
Now that I was in sitting position I had a better look around the room. It was small, the walls and floors were made out of metal, and there was one round window but part of is broken off. No wonder I could hear wind being pushed through a tight spot. It was coming from there. I glanced behind me, there was a metal door. For a second I felt like this was my chance! Until I noticed that something was missing. The handle.
A door without a handle, a small prison like room... this ain't good. Not good at all.
Anxiety and panic started to overwhelm my senses soon I realized that there was no way out. The window is too small for a normal sized person to fit through. If I were five I could have. I found myself standing up now. Pacing around the room. Slurring some curse words under my breath. I happened to glance out the window a few times but it didn't register to me until I froze in place. I stood before the window peering wide eyed toward the horizon. There is no mistaking to what I am seeing. The open ocean! I am freakin' boat! Explains the swaying light! I gritted my teeth in frustration.
All the while someone opening the door and walking in. Sensing a presence behind me both of my knuckles turned white as I gripped them tightly into firm fists. I whirled around hoping to land the first blow but this person was quick. He stopped my punch the second I threw it. He then pinned both of my arms behind me painfully and effortlessly.
"That was a good try!" The man started to say. By the way he talked he was definitely American. But he had a slight accent as if he spoke another language other than English. "But a waste of energy. Before you start saying anything get movin' it's time to say hi to you new roommate!"
And with that he pushed me towards the doorway. I tried to fight him and pull away but with how he had a hold of me there was no breaking free. I wanted to yell at him too and yet nothing wanted to come out beside grunts and groans. Every time I twisted a different way pain shot through my shoulders and several parts of my arms. We were out in the hall now. There was one other person in hall but he too busy playing solitaire that he hardly flinched our way.
I capture nudged me forward. We walked just a few feet down the hall passed six set of doors before stopping at the seventh. "Now be nice to your new roomy. Get to know each other for you'll be spending a lot time together." He exclaimed. "I suggest that you get some rest, for who knows what is awaiting you once we get to shore. See you in a few hours!" And with that he pushed me into my new room. I stumbled so hard that I nearly face planted into back wall. The door slammed shut quickly.
I bolted up to the door and gave it a quick kick with the bottom of my foot letting a loud roar as I did so. I stood there huffing and puffing before taking in a few deep breaths. Once I had calmed myself I figured to say hi to whoever I am forcefully roomed with and maybe apologize for my outburst...
I turned around to face my new roommate. My jaw nearly dropped from surprise but I clutched it shut. I stretched the top of my head in wonder, thankfully my beanie was still on my head... my scars might scared the girl even more. I could hardly till by the poor lighting in the room but she looked awfully pale, and out of sorts. She was around my age that I did know. Not knowing what kinda of state she was in I didn't want to approach her. Though my gut told me to see if she were alright. But I didn't want to scare her either.
I choose to side up against the wall across from her. This way I didn't put her on high alert if I came any closer. I had one leg stretched out and the other propped up so I could rest an arm on top of it. The room we are in was so small if I laid down in the middle of the floor I could touch one wall with my head and my feet on another. I am second guessing here, but the room does seem about that small. This room smelt musty and stale as well, and there was another smell in here I noticed... human throw up. But I acted as if I didn't notice. I wonder if this girl has the back case of motion sickness?
I sighed trying to figure out what to say. Then I finally decided to stop thinking about it and go ahead and just say something so the awkward silence could be broken. even if it were just for the moment.
"I'm Kale. I know that you probably trust me right now but just to let you know I am no threat to you." I started to say calmly and as well as seriously to get my point across. "Are you feeling alright? For you don't look like you do?" I asked hoping to get an answer from her. If she can reply I know that she'll be fine also maybe just maybe we can get to know each other since I guess we are paired with one another. That's if she is well enough to talk.
I figured since I've been laying here for roughly thirty minutes awake I could probably move more than just a few fingers. Clutching my teeth I firmly pushed myself upward. Immediately my muscles flared up in pain. I flinched from the intense feeling. I was about to let out a groan but I caught in my in the back of throat before it slipped out. I didn't want to attract any attention to myself. My head also throbbed a bit and felt light headed from sitting up so fast but after a moment the feeling slowly faded away.
Now that I was in sitting position I had a better look around the room. It was small, the walls and floors were made out of metal, and there was one round window but part of is broken off. No wonder I could hear wind being pushed through a tight spot. It was coming from there. I glanced behind me, there was a metal door. For a second I felt like this was my chance! Until I noticed that something was missing. The handle.
A door without a handle, a small prison like room... this ain't good. Not good at all.
Anxiety and panic started to overwhelm my senses soon I realized that there was no way out. The window is too small for a normal sized person to fit through. If I were five I could have. I found myself standing up now. Pacing around the room. Slurring some curse words under my breath. I happened to glance out the window a few times but it didn't register to me until I froze in place. I stood before the window peering wide eyed toward the horizon. There is no mistaking to what I am seeing. The open ocean! I am freakin' boat! Explains the swaying light! I gritted my teeth in frustration.
All the while someone opening the door and walking in. Sensing a presence behind me both of my knuckles turned white as I gripped them tightly into firm fists. I whirled around hoping to land the first blow but this person was quick. He stopped my punch the second I threw it. He then pinned both of my arms behind me painfully and effortlessly.
"That was a good try!" The man started to say. By the way he talked he was definitely American. But he had a slight accent as if he spoke another language other than English. "But a waste of energy. Before you start saying anything get movin' it's time to say hi to you new roommate!"
And with that he pushed me towards the doorway. I tried to fight him and pull away but with how he had a hold of me there was no breaking free. I wanted to yell at him too and yet nothing wanted to come out beside grunts and groans. Every time I twisted a different way pain shot through my shoulders and several parts of my arms. We were out in the hall now. There was one other person in hall but he too busy playing solitaire that he hardly flinched our way.
I capture nudged me forward. We walked just a few feet down the hall passed six set of doors before stopping at the seventh. "Now be nice to your new roomy. Get to know each other for you'll be spending a lot time together." He exclaimed. "I suggest that you get some rest, for who knows what is awaiting you once we get to shore. See you in a few hours!" And with that he pushed me into my new room. I stumbled so hard that I nearly face planted into back wall. The door slammed shut quickly.
I bolted up to the door and gave it a quick kick with the bottom of my foot letting a loud roar as I did so. I stood there huffing and puffing before taking in a few deep breaths. Once I had calmed myself I figured to say hi to whoever I am forcefully roomed with and maybe apologize for my outburst...
I turned around to face my new roommate. My jaw nearly dropped from surprise but I clutched it shut. I stretched the top of my head in wonder, thankfully my beanie was still on my head... my scars might scared the girl even more. I could hardly till by the poor lighting in the room but she looked awfully pale, and out of sorts. She was around my age that I did know. Not knowing what kinda of state she was in I didn't want to approach her. Though my gut told me to see if she were alright. But I didn't want to scare her either.
I choose to side up against the wall across from her. This way I didn't put her on high alert if I came any closer. I had one leg stretched out and the other propped up so I could rest an arm on top of it. The room we are in was so small if I laid down in the middle of the floor I could touch one wall with my head and my feet on another. I am second guessing here, but the room does seem about that small. This room smelt musty and stale as well, and there was another smell in here I noticed... human throw up. But I acted as if I didn't notice. I wonder if this girl has the back case of motion sickness?
I sighed trying to figure out what to say. Then I finally decided to stop thinking about it and go ahead and just say something so the awkward silence could be broken. even if it were just for the moment.
"I'm Kale. I know that you probably trust me right now but just to let you know I am no threat to you." I started to say calmly and as well as seriously to get my point across. "Are you feeling alright? For you don't look like you do?" I asked hoping to get an answer from her. If she can reply I know that she'll be fine also maybe just maybe we can get to know each other since I guess we are paired with one another. That's if she is well enough to talk.
I wasn't sure how long I have been unconscious for, but for a while now I do know this. I was completely unaware of anything. I felt nothing, smelt nothing and I couldn't hear a thing other my voice in the back of head. I didn't even dream. All I saw was pure darkness.
Slowly but surely my senses were starting to return. My numb body was starting to gain feeling again. Underneath me is a cold hard surface. The coldness sent a chill through my body but I wasn't able to do much about. Despite being able to feel I oddly enough couldn't move. Expect for a finger or two. I also noticed how stiff and sore I was. Either it was from being hit by a car or laying still for too long. It is possible my soreness is coming from both reasons.
My hearing and sense of smell also began to work again. The area I am in smelt musty and stale. I can hear a light wind blowing through a tight window or air way, once in a while there be a soft whistling sound has the wind pushed through. The wind wasn't the only thing I was hearing. A shuffling sound. As if somebody was moving around quietly but loud enough to be heard.
Knowing that there is another person besides me I could feel myself starting to stir awake. My eyes were in complete shock after spending a long while seeing the back of my eyelids then seeing light again. Blinding my vision. I blinked a few times until my eyes adjusted. Things were still a bit hazy. But at least I am awake now. For if I would have stayed the way I was I probably wouldn't have woken up at all or at least not for a little longer while anyway. I just hope who ever is nearby is a friendly and not an unfriendly.
Fingers crossed!... well I wish that I could cross my fingers. My body has yet to become fully mobile. So I'll be holding my breath then.
Slowly but surely my senses were starting to return. My numb body was starting to gain feeling again. Underneath me is a cold hard surface. The coldness sent a chill through my body but I wasn't able to do much about. Despite being able to feel I oddly enough couldn't move. Expect for a finger or two. I also noticed how stiff and sore I was. Either it was from being hit by a car or laying still for too long. It is possible my soreness is coming from both reasons.
My hearing and sense of smell also began to work again. The area I am in smelt musty and stale. I can hear a light wind blowing through a tight window or air way, once in a while there be a soft whistling sound has the wind pushed through. The wind wasn't the only thing I was hearing. A shuffling sound. As if somebody was moving around quietly but loud enough to be heard.
Knowing that there is another person besides me I could feel myself starting to stir awake. My eyes were in complete shock after spending a long while seeing the back of my eyelids then seeing light again. Blinding my vision. I blinked a few times until my eyes adjusted. Things were still a bit hazy. But at least I am awake now. For if I would have stayed the way I was I probably wouldn't have woken up at all or at least not for a little longer while anyway. I just hope who ever is nearby is a friendly and not an unfriendly.
Fingers crossed!... well I wish that I could cross my fingers. My body has yet to become fully mobile. So I'll be holding my breath then.
I ran right passed the library without thinking. I thought about doubling back but every time I turned around to go back something told me to go the other way. So I kept pressing forward. Running away like a coward isn't something I like to do. But this feeling... I know I had felt it before. It meant danger. A red flag.
It was starting to get dark, it was nearly six o'clock now. Around this time of year it gets dark fast and stays dark until about eight in the morning. I could feel the temperature dropping as well. The last bus home leaves in ten minutes and I am no where near a bus stop. Grandpa would most likely come get me if I give him a call, or he might tell me I should have paid attention to the time and now would have to walk home. He's funny that way. Either he'll give in and help let you go through a life lesson.
I could have ran a few more blocks, but the area was slick with ice. I finally slowed into a walking pace do to nearly slipping face first into a light pole. The streets were almost cleared of people now. Just a handful were walking. Everyone else were either in a car or warm someplace.
My stomach rumbled with hunger. My fingers were numb from being cold. My legs felt like jelly from running nearly thirty minutes. I halted in my tracks to take a look around. There was a coffee shop just across the street from where I stood. Should I? Or should I just head home? With me feeling hungry and cold the question was obvious. One quick cup of hot chocolate and a deli sandwich before heading out again. The feeling was still lingering but with how I am feeling myself I ignored it.
Glancing both ways making sure no cars were coming I started to jay walk. The coffee shop was coming closer into view when it happened. I heard a roaring sound of a car coming my way. The driver had their high beams on which were blinding. I tried to dart forward before it rammed into me. I was a second too late. It side swiped me knocking down to the ground. The car slammed onto its brakes just moments after. Even though I was nicked the impact knocked the wind out of me. I gasped a times before I released I still could breath. My right arm hurt, and my head throbbed from being thrown a few feet. I tried to stand up but it made the throbbing worse. So I knelt down hoping to get my bearings again.
Two people came jumping out of the car just now. I glanced around to see if anyone else was around there was no one. There were a few people in the coffee on looking trying to see what had happened. The two who just had gotten out of the car were now approaching rather quickly. The feeling that I have flared up like a dried up Christmas tree when being burned in the burn pile after the holidays were over. I wanted to ran but even with all my might I stumbled back to the ground. My vision started to fade out do to pushing myself in the state I am in. The last thing that I remembered happening was that I was being dragged off into the car before passing out completely.
It was starting to get dark, it was nearly six o'clock now. Around this time of year it gets dark fast and stays dark until about eight in the morning. I could feel the temperature dropping as well. The last bus home leaves in ten minutes and I am no where near a bus stop. Grandpa would most likely come get me if I give him a call, or he might tell me I should have paid attention to the time and now would have to walk home. He's funny that way. Either he'll give in and help let you go through a life lesson.
I could have ran a few more blocks, but the area was slick with ice. I finally slowed into a walking pace do to nearly slipping face first into a light pole. The streets were almost cleared of people now. Just a handful were walking. Everyone else were either in a car or warm someplace.
My stomach rumbled with hunger. My fingers were numb from being cold. My legs felt like jelly from running nearly thirty minutes. I halted in my tracks to take a look around. There was a coffee shop just across the street from where I stood. Should I? Or should I just head home? With me feeling hungry and cold the question was obvious. One quick cup of hot chocolate and a deli sandwich before heading out again. The feeling was still lingering but with how I am feeling myself I ignored it.
Glancing both ways making sure no cars were coming I started to jay walk. The coffee shop was coming closer into view when it happened. I heard a roaring sound of a car coming my way. The driver had their high beams on which were blinding. I tried to dart forward before it rammed into me. I was a second too late. It side swiped me knocking down to the ground. The car slammed onto its brakes just moments after. Even though I was nicked the impact knocked the wind out of me. I gasped a times before I released I still could breath. My right arm hurt, and my head throbbed from being thrown a few feet. I tried to stand up but it made the throbbing worse. So I knelt down hoping to get my bearings again.
Two people came jumping out of the car just now. I glanced around to see if anyone else was around there was no one. There were a few people in the coffee on looking trying to see what had happened. The two who just had gotten out of the car were now approaching rather quickly. The feeling that I have flared up like a dried up Christmas tree when being burned in the burn pile after the holidays were over. I wanted to ran but even with all my might I stumbled back to the ground. My vision started to fade out do to pushing myself in the state I am in. The last thing that I remembered happening was that I was being dragged off into the car before passing out completely.
I stared intensely at the classroom clock hoping for the bell to ring. It was the last class of the day, it was Friday and I wanted to head home. This week has been brutal. There's been nothing best tests and pop quizzes in nearly every class period. Not to mention I kinda picked a fight with Hank Freedmen, the school's number one punk. It was bound to happen... we tend to go at it on a weekly bases. It all started with him tossing my lab partner into the outside pool two days ago. I would have just helped the guy out the pool and ignore Hank if it wasn't nearly under twenty degrees outside. I pulled Cody out of the pool before slamming my fist into Hank's jaw. Luckily, one of the teachers witness everything so I got off easy. Cody has been home sick since then. And Hank ended up being suspended for a day. I wish it would have been longer but with him being also the number one athlete they took it easy on him.
Hank then had one of his goons give a me message. On how he is going beat me black and blue after school on Friday. Hence why I want to get out of here soon I could. I normally would have taken Hank on like I usually do but if my grandpa gets another call from the school not only will I get an ear full but I will be cleaning out the pig pins for a month!! He knows I can't stand the smells of pigs... especially their scat. All scat is horrible but... I shuddered at the thought.
I clutched to my bag until the bell finally rang and a moment too soon. Hank just walked into the class room he still had a pretty decent bruise right near his chin. The expression on his face made him look like the Hulk ready to smash. Everyone were all googled eyed waiting to see what would happen. Even the homeroom teacher just stared. To piss him off even more I gave him a snarky smile before waving bye. Luckily I sit near the window in the classroom which happens to be on the first floor. I quickly opened it and slipped out before Hank could react. Hank spouted some swear words and how he would hunt me down and some other things before his voiced faded away the further I got away.
I slowed my pace down to a walk soon I reached outside the school's gate. I took a few glances back to be sure I wasn't followed. When I saw no one I then made my way down a several blocks. Fridays were the only days I could spend time in town until late. Grandpa is strict that way. But he a good point to everything. So I don't hold it against him. I tend to roam around until I see something of interest. Sometimes I'll catch movie depending what is playing, usually before I tend to order large pizza for myself so I wouldn't have to spend roughly $15 on two items at the theaters. But today I choose to head over to the library. Normally I wouldn't but I had a few books that needed to be returned. Also, if Hank was still after me still to this point I knew he wouldn't think to find me there.
The streets were crammed full of traffic. People were in a rush. So getting to the library took forever since it was a forty-five minute walk from the school. But it took longer do to waiting at several cross walks. It didn't help that its around thirty degrees outside. This is the warmest it has been in many days. Though I wore warm enough clothes it was still quite cold. Especially when standing still for too long will cause one to freeze.
All the while I felt as though I was being followed. It would have been just me being paranoid. With you know who is looking to ring my neck. And yet this feeling... the feeling that I am having is different. The feeling made the hair on the back of my stand on end. Once in a while I would take a look around hoping to catch a glimpse to what would be causing it. But I saw nothing. Just people trying to hurry off off to the next warm building, even if its not the one they were planning on going into at the moment. I tired to brush off the odd feeling but it crept right back up. That was when I knew I had to do something about it. I started to run.
((*sorry for the rush job on this first reply, I didn't want to make too long or too short also I have a head cold so my thinking process isn't all that perfect either.... anyways I hope that you like!!*))
Hank then had one of his goons give a me message. On how he is going beat me black and blue after school on Friday. Hence why I want to get out of here soon I could. I normally would have taken Hank on like I usually do but if my grandpa gets another call from the school not only will I get an ear full but I will be cleaning out the pig pins for a month!! He knows I can't stand the smells of pigs... especially their scat. All scat is horrible but... I shuddered at the thought.
I clutched to my bag until the bell finally rang and a moment too soon. Hank just walked into the class room he still had a pretty decent bruise right near his chin. The expression on his face made him look like the Hulk ready to smash. Everyone were all googled eyed waiting to see what would happen. Even the homeroom teacher just stared. To piss him off even more I gave him a snarky smile before waving bye. Luckily I sit near the window in the classroom which happens to be on the first floor. I quickly opened it and slipped out before Hank could react. Hank spouted some swear words and how he would hunt me down and some other things before his voiced faded away the further I got away.
I slowed my pace down to a walk soon I reached outside the school's gate. I took a few glances back to be sure I wasn't followed. When I saw no one I then made my way down a several blocks. Fridays were the only days I could spend time in town until late. Grandpa is strict that way. But he a good point to everything. So I don't hold it against him. I tend to roam around until I see something of interest. Sometimes I'll catch movie depending what is playing, usually before I tend to order large pizza for myself so I wouldn't have to spend roughly $15 on two items at the theaters. But today I choose to head over to the library. Normally I wouldn't but I had a few books that needed to be returned. Also, if Hank was still after me still to this point I knew he wouldn't think to find me there.
The streets were crammed full of traffic. People were in a rush. So getting to the library took forever since it was a forty-five minute walk from the school. But it took longer do to waiting at several cross walks. It didn't help that its around thirty degrees outside. This is the warmest it has been in many days. Though I wore warm enough clothes it was still quite cold. Especially when standing still for too long will cause one to freeze.
All the while I felt as though I was being followed. It would have been just me being paranoid. With you know who is looking to ring my neck. And yet this feeling... the feeling that I am having is different. The feeling made the hair on the back of my stand on end. Once in a while I would take a look around hoping to catch a glimpse to what would be causing it. But I saw nothing. Just people trying to hurry off off to the next warm building, even if its not the one they were planning on going into at the moment. I tired to brush off the odd feeling but it crept right back up. That was when I knew I had to do something about it. I started to run.
((*sorry for the rush job on this first reply, I didn't want to make too long or too short also I have a head cold so my thinking process isn't all that perfect either.... anyways I hope that you like!!*))
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