01-18-2018, 06:39 PM
Darkness fluttered like bats in a cage that wouldn't open. Light flashed distant and obtuse. Like peering through the bars of a jail around his mind. There was something just outside. If only he could reach it...
He opened his eyes with a start. He grabbed his stomach like he'd been sliced in half and sat up. He looked down and breathed a sigh of relief that all was in tact.
Dreams of a cage weren't so far-fetched, he realized as he looked around. He expected a jail cell, but this was something else entirely. He pushed from the cot on which he'd slept and crossed to the door in three easy strides. If he stretched his arms he could almost touch wall-to-wall. But when he went to the door, he brushed his fingers against a solid steel surface and winced when a shock pulsed hot through his fingertips.
Brow curled with concern, he studied the walls, the ceilings. A small toilet, a narrow sink and a drain in the floor were the only other furnishings. All was the same pale gray color of the institutionalized. Did I go crazy and not realize it? Well, that was always possible.
No windows, he couldn't see out, but his gaze landed on black dots in the ceiling. Well, if he was going to be on camera, he flashed a totally sincere grin and sat back down, settling his face in his hands.
This didn't seem like Atharim. This was military. Some kind of military base. That doctor had been an army captain in the Custody forces. Alright. Start over. Natalie gets abducted by someone associated with VaiaPlus, that same someone who had a bounty on his head. Dead or alive. Some kind of experimentation, maybe? Was she chosen randomly, a lab rat of convenience, or was she targeted? Something to figure out later. It seemed like he was going to have the time.
Nox gets his ass kicked by a group of Atharim trying to kill him. Not that he would blame them. Nox was a pain in the ass, he smirked to himself. Still, not a fair fight. Five or six to one? Even if that one was a channeler and could blow up a building with a thought. In fact, he almost had blown up a building. A van speeds away. They show up. Cops find them all in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nox had confessed to killing that guy. Why would he confess? That monster was attacking an innocent girl. Nox had called the red head something? What had been that name? Stig? Sticks? He'd helped Nox kill it, whatever it was. They both got away. The girl was in a hospital. Why would he go back and confess? Why would Jay's confession land him here?
He scrubbed a hand through his hair and looked around again. Just then, the maglocks on the cell door thunked and the depressurization whooshed as it opened. Jay rose to his feet. His skin was tight with dehydration and something of a hangover still. Black of dry blood marred his clothes and hands. Suffice to say, he looked like he'd had a rough day.
He opened his eyes with a start. He grabbed his stomach like he'd been sliced in half and sat up. He looked down and breathed a sigh of relief that all was in tact.
Dreams of a cage weren't so far-fetched, he realized as he looked around. He expected a jail cell, but this was something else entirely. He pushed from the cot on which he'd slept and crossed to the door in three easy strides. If he stretched his arms he could almost touch wall-to-wall. But when he went to the door, he brushed his fingers against a solid steel surface and winced when a shock pulsed hot through his fingertips.
Brow curled with concern, he studied the walls, the ceilings. A small toilet, a narrow sink and a drain in the floor were the only other furnishings. All was the same pale gray color of the institutionalized. Did I go crazy and not realize it? Well, that was always possible.
No windows, he couldn't see out, but his gaze landed on black dots in the ceiling. Well, if he was going to be on camera, he flashed a totally sincere grin and sat back down, settling his face in his hands.
This didn't seem like Atharim. This was military. Some kind of military base. That doctor had been an army captain in the Custody forces. Alright. Start over. Natalie gets abducted by someone associated with VaiaPlus, that same someone who had a bounty on his head. Dead or alive. Some kind of experimentation, maybe? Was she chosen randomly, a lab rat of convenience, or was she targeted? Something to figure out later. It seemed like he was going to have the time.
Nox gets his ass kicked by a group of Atharim trying to kill him. Not that he would blame them. Nox was a pain in the ass, he smirked to himself. Still, not a fair fight. Five or six to one? Even if that one was a channeler and could blow up a building with a thought. In fact, he almost had blown up a building. A van speeds away. They show up. Cops find them all in the wrong place at the wrong time. Nox had confessed to killing that guy. Why would he confess? That monster was attacking an innocent girl. Nox had called the red head something? What had been that name? Stig? Sticks? He'd helped Nox kill it, whatever it was. They both got away. The girl was in a hospital. Why would he go back and confess? Why would Jay's confession land him here?
He scrubbed a hand through his hair and looked around again. Just then, the maglocks on the cell door thunked and the depressurization whooshed as it opened. Jay rose to his feet. His skin was tight with dehydration and something of a hangover still. Black of dry blood marred his clothes and hands. Suffice to say, he looked like he'd had a rough day.
Only darkness shows you the light.