《Sarth》Chapter 2 - Hell
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Chapter 2 – Hell
That goddamn geezer! I’ll friggin kill him if I see him again. Why the heck did I listen to him? Damn it. Go through the doors he say. Go through the doors or you will lose all of your memories.
And now I’m back in that darkness I was when I died!
Sighhh. I swear, If I end up in front of that woman who gives out numbers then I will kill myself on the spot.
It took me a few minutes of cursing more to finally calm down. I wonder how long I’ll be here this time. Last time it was something like eternity? Or more like few seconds? For some reason I can’t feel the flow of time here.
Hmmm? What is this? Something feels different this time. I can’t put my finger on it but something definitely feels different. I check everything about myself again.
!?
I can’t feel my body at all! Damn it. What’s going on? Is it a different darkness after all? Well, not like it will make a difference to me. I wonder if this is Hell. Or maybe Haven? Abyss? The only thing I know is that I will go insane from loneliness and this silence if I say here to long.
After an unknown amount of time I can finally feel something.
Something is pulling me. There is no gravitation here and I don’t have my body so I shouldn’t be able to fell acceleration al all but I definitely feel like I’m picking up speed. I move faster and faster until I hit some kind of a barrier. Hmm? A miss? Did my autopilot messed up? I float for a few moments but something begins to push me against the barrier. Hey hey hey! Stop it! I will get crushed! Deaf to my complaints pushing force gets stronger. The moment I thought I will pop the barrier finally gives in and I slip through. I sigh in relief and wonder what it has been all about.
I scan the darkness again. OK. Change in environment confirmed. This time it’s a warm darkness. I don’t know what this change mean but I can tell one thing for sure. It feels waaaaaaaaaaaay more comfortable. I still can’t see, hear, taste or smell anything but for some reason I feel safe. Having nothing better to do I try to sleep but this function is still unavailable even in this new darkness. Damn it. I try to empty my mind in order to retain my sanity.
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After something like three months I can finally notice some changes in my darkness. I was in the middle of my ‘not empty head’ state when I recall my memories so I won’t lose them when i see a faint wisp of smoke. It’s so faint I can barely see it but if you float in an endless darkness for so long then even the faintest color is like a neon light. It looks like a glowing green mist or smoke. I have no idea what it is, but to me it’s the most interesting thing in the world. As suddenly as it appeared it disappeared. Damn it! Come back my only source of entertainment! I lament for a moment until I notice another glowing cloud. This time it’s red. I focus on it and after few seconds it disappear.
Since then I could see these clouds from time to time. There was more of them as time went on. After about two months I could see these glowing clouds almost all the time. Sometimes there were more than one at the same time.
Soon after that I could feel that my darkness is about to change again. Don’t ask me how I know it because I have no idea myself. I hadn’t have to wait for long to see changes. Many glowing clouds appeared and I could feel familiar pulling force. This time I passed through some kind of tunnel. The moment I exited I started to scream.
Now I know. It’s Hell. And there’s no arguing about that. I don’t know about the first darkness but the second, the warm one, was someone evil joke. They let me feel safe just to make my suffering greater when they throw me to hell.
When I exited the tunnel I screamed because of the coldness that assaulted my body. Yes body. I have body now but I can’t move it like I want and every time something touch me it feels more like pain then anything. I still can see only darkness and glowing clouds but I can hear. I can hear but I nothing I hear is recognizable. Everything is muffled as if coming from behind the wall. I can also taste things too. Unfortunately variety of my food is poor. Only some kind of warm sticky liquid someone feed me in regular intervals. Probably slow acting poison. I don’t know what my torturers want to accomplish by feeding me this shit but it’s not like I can stop them, my body still refuses to obey me.
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Like this I spend my days in hell listening to the whispers of my torturers and watching the glowing clouds moving in the darkness. From time to time I’m fed some poison. The only good thing in this hell is that I can sleep now. I take advantage of this and sleep as much as I can.
After first week number of the glowing clouds decrease. I can now move my arms a bit. My hearing is a bit better but still all I can hear is gibberish. Every few hours someone move my body from place to place. It doesn’t hurt anymore but it’s still uncomfortable.
Second week. No progress in terms of improving my body maneuverability. I can hear everything clearly now but still, there’s nothing I can understand. I still intake my daily doses of poison. Glowing clouds are becoming more distinct and sometimes there are some that are composed from more than one color. I have no idea what it means or what these clouds even are. I still don’t know what I can do to improve my situation.
Third week. I had a breakthrough! OK, maybe not something so grand. After listening to the gibberish that my demon torturers produce I started to recognize some phrases that are repeated. I think that it’s their language. In the beginning I thought that they are just some mindless demons but if they have some kind of language then maybe I will be able to communicate with them. With this in mind I tried to repeat the sounds I hear constantly. I failed. It looks like my vocal chords are damaged. I was only able to make some random sounds.
By the end of my the third week in hell I noticed an increase in the amount of glowing clouds. I have a bad feeling about it. There are 5 of them. It’s the biggest amount since the time I was sucked to this hell. Damn it. I still can’t move. I think it’s probably because of this poison I’m fed everyday. I still didn’t figured out their language so even if they ask me something I won’t be able to answer them. I’m in deep shit. I have a feeling that a true hell will begin now.
When I woke up next day I could see that all glowing clouds are dangerously close to me. I try to run away but my body won’t listen to me like usual. I could hear excited voices of demons somewhere close but for now I was more afraid of the glowing clouds then them.
After a few minutes notices a change in my darkness and voices of demons get even louder. A long line of white light appeared in the darkness. Soon the line widened and blinding light assaulted my eyes. I tried to turn my head away bot to no anvil.
Finally after a few seconds the light dimmed and I could see. Instead of the demons I was expecting there were five human faces.
Wat?
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