PROLOGUE
A blast of cold freezing wind from dark gloomy night
escaping into her room through her window followed by an enormous bang within
her quarters woke her up instantly from her slumber. Sitting upright in alarm wide
eyed and heart beating four times its normal pace already in panic mode, she
could feel the adrenaline at woke encouraging her to be fully alert as though
freezing water running from the tallest and coldest mountains had been splashed
and dumped on her.
She hesitantly steps out of her bed as a chill moves over
her whole body due to the cold air now circulating fully in the room and
tiptoes quietly to the door ignoring her fuzzy slippers at the foot of her bed afraid
to put them on in case they made any noise and alerted her unwanted guests
below. As she approaches the door another crashing sound
as though a chandelier was dropped from the highest point of the ceiling onto
the floor shuttering into a hundred pieces and then soon after a loud monstrous
howl echoing through the walls followed.
Instinct kicks in as she quickly dives to the door and
flips the locks and placing her palm out on the inner scanner placed on the
wall just near the door to activate and to seal the door with an outer security
shield hoping that whoever or whatever was out there would be held off by this,
if not for forever at least for enough time for her to think of an escape
strategy. Trying to calm down she shoves the nearby chair with her now
trembling hands to the door and blocks it further from intrusion further
barricading herself in the room.
No sooner had the African mahogany wood of the chair touched
the door to restrict the handle from moving than banging on the opposite side
of the door started........accompanied by a moaning and groaning sound. She
concentrates on listening closely hoping she is mistaken but a sudden blast of
sirens wailing in a loud high pitched tone into the night as people’s echoes of
shouts and screams were increasing.
She fearfully backs away from the door and in three
steps slips on the carpet and plunges onto the ground in a semi loud thud but
not after hitting the back of her head on the side of the bed.
A wave of excruciating pain flooded her head followed
by a sharp arduous ponding of arising from a newly formed headache. Feeling
dizzy in addition to the other effects of her tumble she raises from the floor using
her right hand for support like a crutch as she lightly touches the back of her
head to investigate the extent of damage and was welcomed but a moist reddish
colour of blood oozing from the head as she inspected the fingers of her left
hand.
A sick and nauseating feeling over whelms her at the
sight of her own blood but she bravely stomachs the bile rising up her throat
back down and concentrates on the more pressing issues at hand her survival.
She fully engrosses herself at the task at hand and looks for her locator.
Swallowing slowly in her already dried mouth, she said
out loud to her empty room with a hint of fear in her voice as she murmured the
words ''They have come for me'' ‘But why now, why me and this late?’ were the
words ringing in her mind aside from blocking the vibrating walls resulting
from the banging which was increasing volume with the howling outside the door
As she anxiously searches the room feeling frantic
with many questions pondering her aching head when the furiously insane banging
at her door that sounded like a mentally ill patient diagnosed with
claustrophobia trying to escape a room in this case trying to enter, suddenly
stops. She pauses in the midst of her search and turns her attention hesitantly
to the door wondering why it stopped and whether it was a good thing or were
they just regrouping.
Out of the blue a glowing light abruptly conjures
itself right in front of her and continues to expand in volume. She rushes to
the furthest edge of the room away from the blinding luminescence lowering herself to
the floor and shielding her eyes with her hands while curving into a ball.
She then notices in the midst of her actions a glimmer
of metallic silver with a flashing red signal catching the corner of her eye.
It was the locator she had earnestly hunted for just innocently lying at the
corner of the bed on the floor a few inches near the door unaware of its owner
turmoil.
Two decisions have to be made she told herself either
the monsters behind the door or the unknown frightening light turning into a
warm hole right before her eyes.
'' Pick one and hope for the best'' she mumbled to
herself due to the limited time and choices available at the present.
Jumping with lightning speed from the floor she dove
over the bed while stretching her right hand and grabs the locator then
abruptly a loud blast started at the door. This time the hinges were moving and
the door was being torn into pieces right in front of her. She knew that the
shield had been penetrated and dreaded the outcome as splinters of the mahogany
wood from the door flew into her direction.
She turns back towards the light which now was now
more than ten feet into her room continuing and rising to the roof. While
squinting with left hand positioned strategically in her line of sight in front
of her face she looks into the light and sees a form of a dark figure emerging
from it. All over a sudden the locator which was now securely latched onto the
lower part of her arm near her elbow starts to beep uncontrollably as though it
was malfunctioning rapidly. She raises her hand to her recharge and activate
the locator but then notices it was getting much louder and reactive when she
pointed it in the direction of the light.
Frustratingly she presses the locator with her thumb
to send a transmission to the council or anyone who received the signal so she
could be rescued from the room but to her despair nothing happens. Now in a
worse panic than before frantically she looks around the room and then
nervously touches the back of her head which seemed to have stopped bleeding
and tries to take a deep breathe to help ease the thinking process while causing
a limited amount of strain and discomfort on her already aching head.
'' I will not die today'' she chants continuously to
herself as she tries to think of a plan b
then it dawns on her she could take her chances with the Agents outside
her door than the dark looming figure trying to immerge from the light. ''I
might even survive, right...I could fight them off'' she said the more she
thought about it the more she was convinced it was the only way forward.
Turning towards the door she carefully approaches it
for the second time that night then an explosion of a sickly scent of chemicals
and a white powder completely spreading into her room. Agents immersed in
immediately after and then recalled the chemicals were sprayed on their
protective gear to help them easily apprehend her victims because the chemicals
caused a numbness and relaxation of senses thus deeming the captive unable to
fight back. If they only knew that hasn’t worked on me since I was ten she
thought suddenly feeling for the first time that night a burst of hope that she
could overpower the Agents, probably disarm one or two and she could be free.
As the Agents grabbed her blood stained collar to hold
her into position as they programed the restraints onto her wrists and then on
the ankles of her feet, a little sigh of relief was made by her accompanied
with a slight cocky grin on the corner of her mouth. It was amazed her that
even in a very dear moment like this she could still find the guts and strength
to smile as she was being guided out of the room. She luckily didn’t need to
act dazed like all the victims of the Xzar 13 chemicals presented as a side
effect to being exposed to the drug because she was still dizzy from her fall
and she could just channel the pain enough as pass a harmless captive or they
would stun her till she was unconscious.
Guided effortlessly towards the threshold of the door
of the room she felt more adrenaline feel her system as she prepared for the
attack she was to inflict on an unsuspecting Agent. While stepping forward she
felt a magnetic force start to pull her backwards towards the light. Feeling
panicked she started to move quickly and on her own accord towards the door
carelessly stepping over the remnants of her door splinters causing more damage
to her body and feet forgetting all about the t the Agents assistance needed in
order for her charade to work. As she was just a centimetre from it as she
stretched her already bound hands to the waiting Agents on the other side of
the door she felt herself lift of the floor, her restraints fool to the floor
as thought they had been disarmed and be pulled feet first with her body facing
the ground towards the light.
She grabs the two Agents’ arm and waist that were
behind guiding her as support so she could hang on as the two Agents in front
of her drew their weapons and fired towards the light trying to let it reduce
and stop its pull. To her astonishment the Agents she was using for support
rapidly rose from the floor and then flew passed her as she released her grip
on the both of them with a quick speed towards the light. One Agent being
dragged into the light also pulled out a weapon and was screaming while firing
and approaching the light then she and her partner turned into ashes the
instant they made contact with it.
A sharp high piercing scream rang out of her mouth as her
eyes were nearly popping out of her sockets in fear due to the new knowledge of
what the light was capable of when she eventually met started floating more
quickly towards the light.............'' help me'' she screams to the remaining
agents with her hands stretched out reaching out to air as she tried to swim
and move in the air away from the light. The Agents hurriedly rushed back out
to the other side of the door where the effects of the pull seemed less fatal. It’s
Ironic she thought how they wanted to enter my room at any cost earlier now
they wanted nothing to do with it as she gives up hope of them ever rescuing
her.
Flying over her bed she notices its bedpost and sees
it as a saving grace hoping to get out of the magnetic pull. A crackling
buzzing sound was heard then a hot sharp pain of lightening hit her on the base
of her spine, it was like liquid fire was spreading all over her body.
Unexpectedly lines appear on her skin start forming a strange pattern moving
and spreading from her legs, angles to her forearms and eventually her eyes.
They turned from their usual light sun touched honey hazel to a bright white
with lakes of blue sparkling at the ends.
After feeling the light consume her she finally lets
go of the bedpost and is swiftly swallowed into the abyss with her last sight
being her formally pristine, classic looking room with an addition of the
horrified, frightened looks of the fortunate agents who weren't incinerated being
able to see the real image of the dark shadowy figure from the light staring
from behind the other side of the threshold of her door frame……
PBNC
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