The cold air hits me, causing me to glare at the wall. I comb through my hair in the metal room. The small living space I've managed to keep… *Knock, knock!* "Come in." I said. Relia opens the door, peeking in through the opening. "Are you ready for the choice of death?" She asked, making her voice sound funny. I roll my eyes, finishing my hairstyle. "Okay." I said, and my hands dropped to my side. "I'm done." She sends a gust of wind, and the door creaks open more on her leave. I rise out of my chair, checking every angle of my hairstyle. Good to go. I chase after her, and pat through the usual gray hallways with off-orange trims. A tight course of light creates a bright shape on the dusky concrete from the small rectangular windows. Maybe I'll pass by again like every time last year. But I've always wondered what happens when he calls a name… I spot Relia in sight, and hike to her speed. She slows to keep the pace of the crowds, merging into a single brimming line. Footsteps echo infront, and behind us. All the people of this prison - gathering to hear if their lives are entering the unknown… Yet we're locked in here when I've not done anything wrong. No one has. A simple backout I experienced, but I don’t remember anything else; only this compound. The line pours into the last room, as I scrape along the concrete once more. Too many years have I been here to memorize every pattern. "Welcome, again for your compliance - we will start as soon as everyone arrives." The boss said. His eyes bleed with an orange light and he paces on his platform raised a few feet over most of our head. And the rest of them gather to fill the freezing concrete floors, separated from him by a steady line of chain. I glance down at my white tenni shoes, the only thing separating me from the cold. Yet the chilling winds around me don’t have any barriers; they’ve slipped into my heart for years. An ice cube that becomes less human by the passing day. The room’s chatter becomes one again, and Relia taps my shoulder. “You ok?” She asks. “Yeah… I’m good.” The boss claps his hand, and demands for an immediate silence. I wonder why I've been neglected for so long…I have inferred from all the people coming and going - that no one stays here for more than two mouths. And I've been here three years. "Today I will be taking only one lucky soul." He calls. The room silences, and I scan each face that twists at the sound of unknown; a complacent eye I land back on the boss. That Is not what I'd wish for anyone… "That will be..." He said, gazing down at his hands. Relia blinks uncontrollably, frozen to spread her thoughts. And I take one last breath - for that’s who I must say goodbye to. "-Senisa Allina." How must I bid myself goodbye? Relia trades an eerie spout, as her internal fears bleed through her eyes. I nod to her one last time. And I break the ice. "I'll be fine." She frowns, letting me past. I glide past the rest of the crowds in my path. He gestures into a small opening and I duck inside to the dusk. The guards ring their call, and I can see the very picture that I’ve seen so many times. But I am the one who enters the unknown this time. I walk in front of him through the plastered halfways, darkness covering them entirely. The dim lighting haunts me, and I stare out beyond, and the only light awaits within the next room. His lingering shadow froze my usual curiosity; it must wait quietly inside. I weave out of the hall, and clip amongst the layed wooden planks the next room brings. Something he’s failed to give the rest of use. He slides past me, as I leer his way. He may as well be my boss - but I want answers. Not only for myself, but the others who live draped in darkness and shadows of their past lives. "Do you know why you've been here so long?" He asks. I have no answer to give him after all this time. "No… no I don't have the slightest idea." He nods, pouring out a glass of some sort. "You see, there's a lot of things I've noticed about you. And I've come to grow very fond of your appearance here. It seemed quite silly to get rid of you." He must be arching towards a certain quality, and he wishes for me to see it too. I lean my wrist on the table, "Yes, but that can't be the only reason you wanted me here…" "That's right-it's not." I correct my posture, and fake a smile. “I'm listening.” I've been searching all my life to find a way out of this - and I think I've found it. My beam grows like the light in my heart. He moves closer to me, slowly. He's going to let me go - and unhook my chains… I hold my breath as he grazes up my arm. I keep my feet stuck to the metal floors, as his fingers slide under my elbow. "Do you understand?" He asks. "I think I do, yes." His lips form to mine, as he kisses me more than once. My heart takes a leap, and his eyes remain shut. A silent wave of heat passes over me, gently closing my eyes. My muscles stay static, following that pattern, as he firms to my mouth once more. Far from my expectations. I push against his chest, taking the rest of me a step back. He lets go, and his eyes follow my body language. "Why-?! Why would you do that!?" I yell at him. He stretches a frown at the dark, cold wood I’d reckon he’s used to. "I'm sorry..." He stares into my eyes, “Take this. You can be free now.” I grasp the check of money and key from his hands, and my hands shake bringing them in towards me. Such an odd few minutes. "Thanks..." I dart the other way, and race into the escape door that I have known was here since I stepped in. But hesitate a moment to glance back. His stare still has yet to move. I would feel so bad if I were to do that to him. And leave the other in the fog. A raw movement I never gave a chance - though I imagine built impressions ruin everything. Did I ever stop to think what it really could mean aside from the things I see? I graze the metal knob, but back away from the cold touch. I strunt over to him, leaning down so I could stare him in the eyes. “Do I…,” I start, and catch a breath, “- Must I leave?” He blinks, “You don’t want to go?” “No… no I don’t think I do.” “You can return to your living space if that’s really what you want…” “I want to ask you something first.” His eyes drag along the floor, and stain onto the wall behind me. “Alright…” “What is the reason you trapped us all here?” I asked. “Ah…” His eyes froze, and the delicate wave of his thoughts twirled his eyes. The single most satisfying way to discover what people are hiding. Through their eyes. “I… inherited it from my father. He supplied a science company with samples of their brains… off to the east in order to create-” The guilt tramples in his eye, as he fights to produce the right words. I silently massage his hand, and allow nothing to show through my stare. “- Robots to replace humankind.” “Why… why would you continue?!” “Because. He is still alive. And if I am to leave, he’ll instruct that he’d have it in for me. For good.” I shake my head, “What if I told you I would help?” “For what in return?” I lean into his face, so my breaths would warm him. “For you to let them all go.” He actually wants to fight. “Alright… I will for you.” Now they must not live in animosity ever again… But we enter an entirely new saga.
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The cold air hits me, causing me to glare at the wall. I comb through my hair in the metal room. The small living space I've managed to keep…
*Knock, knock!*
"Come in." I said.
Relia opens the door, peeking in through the opening.
"Are you ready for the choice of death?" She asked, making her voice sound funny.
I roll my eyes, finishing my hairstyle.
"Okay." I said, and my hands dropped to my side.
"I'm done."
She sends a gust of wind, and the door creaks open more on her leave. I rise out of my chair, checking every angle of my hairstyle.
Good to go.
I chase after her, and pat through the usual gray hallways with off-orange trims. A tight course of light creates a bright shape on the dusky concrete from the small rectangular windows.
Maybe I'll pass by again like every time last year. But I've always wondered what happens when he calls a name…
I spot Relia in sight, and hike to her speed. She slows to keep the pace of the crowds, merging into a single brimming line. Footsteps echo infront, and behind us. All the people of this prison - gathering to hear if their lives are entering the unknown…
Yet we're locked in here when I've not done anything wrong. No one has. A simple backout I experienced, but I don’t remember anything else; only this compound.
The line pours into the last room, as I scrape along the concrete once more. Too many years have I been here to memorize every pattern.
"Welcome, again for your compliance - we will start as soon as everyone arrives." The boss said.
His eyes bleed with an orange light and he paces on his platform raised a few feet over most of our head.
And the rest of them gather to fill the freezing concrete floors, separated from him by a steady line of chain. I glance down at my white tenni shoes, the only thing separating me from the cold. Yet the chilling winds around me don’t have any barriers; they’ve slipped into my heart for years.
An ice cube that becomes less human by the passing day.
The room’s chatter becomes one again, and Relia taps my shoulder.
“You ok?” She asks.
“Yeah… I’m good.”
The boss claps his hand, and demands for an immediate silence.
I wonder why I've been neglected for so long…I have inferred from all the people coming and going - that no one stays here for more than two mouths.
And I've been here three years.
"Today I will be taking only one lucky soul." He calls.
The room silences, and I scan each face that twists at the sound of unknown; a complacent eye I land back on the boss.
That Is not what I'd wish for anyone…
"That will be..." He said, gazing down at his hands.
Relia blinks uncontrollably, frozen to spread her thoughts. And I take one last breath - for that’s who I must say goodbye to.
"-Senisa Allina."
How must I bid myself goodbye?
Relia trades an eerie spout, as her internal fears bleed through her eyes.
I nod to her one last time. And I break the ice.
"I'll be fine."
She frowns, letting me past. I glide past the rest of the crowds in my path. He gestures into a small opening and I duck inside to the dusk. The guards ring their call, and I can see the very picture that I’ve seen so many times.
But I am the one who enters the unknown this time.
I walk in front of him through the plastered halfways, darkness covering them entirely. The dim lighting haunts me, and I stare out beyond, and the only light awaits within the next room. His lingering shadow froze my usual curiosity; it must wait quietly inside. I weave out of the hall, and clip amongst the layed wooden planks the next room brings. Something he’s failed to give the rest of use.
He slides past me, as I leer his way.
He may as well be my boss - but I want answers. Not only for myself, but the others who live draped in darkness and shadows of their past lives.
"Do you know why you've been here so long?" He asks.
I have no answer to give him after all this time.
"No… no I don't have the slightest idea."
He nods, pouring out a glass of some sort.
"You see, there's a lot of things I've noticed about you. And I've come to grow very fond of your appearance here. It seemed quite silly to get rid of you."
He must be arching towards a certain quality, and he wishes for me to see it too.
I lean my wrist on the table, "Yes, but that can't be the only reason you wanted me here…"
"That's right-it's not."
I correct my posture, and fake a smile.
“I'm listening.”
I've been searching all my life to find a way out of this - and I think I've found it.
My beam grows like the light in my heart. He moves closer to me, slowly.
He's going to let me go - and unhook my chains…
I hold my breath as he grazes up my arm. I keep my feet stuck to the metal floors, as his fingers slide under my elbow.
"Do you understand?" He asks.
"I think I do, yes."
His lips form to mine, as he kisses me more than once. My heart takes a leap, and his eyes remain shut. A silent wave of heat passes over me, gently closing my eyes. My muscles stay static, following that pattern, as he firms to my mouth once more.
Far from my expectations.
I push against his chest, taking the rest of me a step back. He lets go, and his eyes follow my body language.
"Why-?! Why would you do that!?" I yell at him.
He stretches a frown at the dark, cold wood I’d reckon he’s used to.
"I'm sorry..."
He stares into my eyes, “Take this. You can be free now.”
I grasp the check of money and key from his hands, and my hands shake bringing them in towards me.
Such an odd few minutes.
"Thanks..."
I dart the other way, and race into the escape door that I have known was here since I stepped in. But hesitate a moment to glance back.
His stare still has yet to move.
I would feel so bad if I were to do that to him. And leave the other in the fog.
A raw movement I never gave a chance - though I imagine built impressions ruin everything. Did I ever stop to think what it really could mean aside from the things I see?
I graze the metal knob, but back away from the cold touch. I strunt over to him, leaning down so I could stare him in the eyes.
“Do I…,” I start, and catch a breath, “- Must I leave?”
He blinks, “You don’t want to go?”
“No… no I don’t think I do.”
“You can return to your living space if that’s really what you want…”
“I want to ask you something first.”
His eyes drag along the floor, and stain onto the wall behind me.
“Alright…”
“What is the reason you trapped us all here?” I asked.
“Ah…”
His eyes froze, and the delicate wave of his thoughts twirled his eyes.
The single most satisfying way to discover what people are hiding. Through their eyes.
“I… inherited it from my father. He supplied a science company with samples of their brains… off to the east in order to create-”
The guilt tramples in his eye, as he fights to produce the right words. I silently massage his hand, and allow nothing to show through my stare.
“- Robots to replace humankind.”
“Why… why would you continue?!”
“Because. He is still alive. And if I am to leave, he’ll instruct that he’d have it in for me. For good.”
I shake my head, “What if I told you I would help?”
“For what in return?”
I lean into his face, so my breaths would warm him.
“For you to let them all go.”
He actually wants to fight.
“Alright… I will for you.”
Now they must not live in animosity ever again… But we enter an entirely new saga.
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Ooh cool, I had not precise idea where it was going to the end. thanks for writing :)
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It is so wild to find this..
It is great ! But not explicit, it is hard to understand whats going on actually. At least from that part of story :). Is it belons tou you or taking from some novel or comic ?
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