What have I done? Trapped in the underground chamber of Satan. My saviour, chained to his underlying nurture, entwined with thorns of poison which could kill one who treads carelessly. He describes me as his fallen angel - a rebellious woman who mu...
It went on. It's frequency beyond incomprehensible, like a dark subliminal exploiting my subconscious mind without consent. It damaged me, exhibiting a death-like poison, piercing through my nerves to leave me in a state of paralysis like rounds upon rounds of bullets were being fired ceaselessly. I prayed to God that whatever this was would stop...but it only seemed to infuriate this evil entity even more. With it drawing out the heat from my body, the entity made sure I'd endure total darkness by forcing my eyelids shut.
A chilling blow to my eyes to leave me unconscious.
Time sure did stand still as I regained consciousness in a blackout as my promised punishment; recoiling the familiar numbness on my eyelids which felt too sore to open up in the slightest. It became conspicuous to me that the figure was not finished with its plans since it somehow unleashed this bitter coldness to sheath my skin, leaving a layer of frost to form. The submergence of darkness couldn't even comprehend the hypothermic chills that I was receiving; sending a shock throughout my corpse like body.
DRIP
DROP
DRIP
DROP
There it went again. It's sound, a deafening cry of corruption, that paralysed my hearing altogether. Now I had lost almost all of my senses, making me feel pessimistic at this point...but then...the numbness seemed to subside as I felt a trickling sensation from my temples quite rapidly. It became apparent that this 'being' began to play tricks as my eyelids could somehow open up again. Streaks of dim lights flooded my eyes almost instantaneously, dilating my pupils like I may be able to envision the world that I once knew one last time.
Vision still blurred.
Blinking was not much of assistance as the whirlwind of pain made sure that I'd acknowledge it's presence with respect. That something then trickled down once more but to seep into my right eye with vengeance. The little artificial light that initiated my vision was enough to leave me in an indelible trauma as I gazed down. Down in horror at my knees - grazed and purple which oozed a puddle of fresh blood. Its pungent scent of iron, awakened the cilia in my nostrils as it sat stagnant, absorbing through my clothes like it wanted to leave its mark on me.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
An attempt to move my lifeless limbs was just no use. PaNICkED
CoNFuSED
pETriFIEd
A LESSON; I couldn't have it all my way which the evil entity made sure I'd concede.
With half of my nerves still dead, my brain couldn't possibly process all of these overwhelming emotions I was currently enduring. The darkness that held me hostage seemed to comfort me more than the little light of optimism that my eyes could just slightly make out. However, my gut feeling clearly believed that I had more trail of events coming my way. It wasn't too soon after that my gut feeling happened to be correct; the attempt to move my arms were pointless as they appeared to have been bound to something tight.
