Bryce: Dressed and Bathed
Bryce was once again cuffed and blindfolded but this time he was not placed in a sack but instead was forced to walk forward with two guards there that guided him. He was taunted to walk faster when he felt the edge of a rifle hitting his back causing him to slouch forward.
Bryce smelled a disgusting aroma of unwashed fur for at least a month, the smell was so engulfing that he felt that he was about to puke. He tried breathing through his mouth and it was a good thing that he was not gagged or else he will be forced to whiff the terrible smell.
A guard held his shoulder tightly commanding him to stop. He did what he was told and stopped. Bryce heard the guards rumbling with noises no human omit. He guessed that it was their dialect or secret language, it sounded like an angry German speaking with his mouth stuffed with crackers. Bryce tried to visualize his surrounding but can’t, it was covered with an eerie silence except for the sounds he assumed were coming from the computers.
He heard a clicking noise after the guards were done chatting. The clicked was followed by a heavy steel door sound opening and from what Bryce could hear, hundreds of dogs barking at the same time, angry dogs to be précised. Bryce figured that the aroma wasn’t unwashed fur but dogs, a room filled with dogs whose smell accumulated throughout the days which they were locked up.
Bryce was stroked with the gun forcing to move onwards, he started walking anxiously for he doesn’t know where the dogs were located, he tried feeling what he was walking into with his feet but the guard kept on hitting his back to move faster. It sounded like large and vicious dogs were barking directly to his ear canal, causing a more horrifying experience for him.
One of the guards slapped his head, furious that he wasn’t walking fast enough. Bryce was surprised when he was lifted instead, “Put me down!” He ordered them.
The guard kept him on his shoulder, he tried to wiggle free but the guard’s grip was too strong to handle. He only gripped harder while Bryce wiggled harder.
“I said let me go!” Bryce said once again. He wiggled harder but another hand slapped his head so hard he felt his Brain moved out of its place. He felt like crying for the pain was surprisingly great.
Bryce didn’t dare to speak anymore; he kept his mouth shut all throughout the walk. Bryce tried to calm himself down but was too scared to do so. His knees were partly shaking and his face was turning red, afraid of what’s about to happen next.
From his uncomfortable position, he felt his blood rushing toward his head, he tried leveling himself with the ground but he was too weak to even lift a muscle. He was getting a major headache from his position, even his brain felt like it was about to fall off. It was unbearable and yet he knew what was about to come next would be a torture.
Bryce eventually felt really seasick, the guard’s way of walking was very bumpy, he was trudged and bumped a lot of times, sometimes on purpose. He felt his breakfast rushing towards his mouth together with other stuff he doesn’t want to picture.
He was about to puke, about to ruin the guard’s shirt, but his vision was getting blurry, even though everything was pitch black through the blindfold, everything was getting blurry. Bryce knew exactly what was going on for this had happened before. He was about to have another vision.
His blurry vision started to get solid once again, the solid pitch black he had except dots of shiny light started appearing out of nowhere, hundreds or even millions of them started appearing at once. This was how Bryce’s vision would always start, with him floating somewhere in the dark space of the Universe, wondering freely on endless time.
Bryce did not feel any pain or food coming out his mouth, in fact he felt weightless and free whenever he’s in a vision. He felt so powerful and yet calm like the wind.
Bryce can’t control his vision nor can he control when they would appear, they would come at the most random times, and sometimes show him the most random things such as a stranger eating a taco or seeing the inauguration of a new President. All he can do was let the Universe guide him through where it wanted him to go and see.
Bryce’s weightless body started to get heavy once again, he was falling but Bryce didn’t mind for he had encountered the feeling for what felt like the hundredth time, he would descend to the Earth at rapid speed and yet he would not burn off like a meteorite normally would.
He saw what the Universe was directing him too. Somewhere deep within the forest was where he landed. His fall was light, he landed on some dried up leaves which littered the whole place. He took his time on the soft ground for he knew when he’ll wake up, all he’ll ever return to is chaos and torture.
He tried resting on the ground, which will be the first time he’ll ever do in a vision because usually he would make everything quick so he could return to the real world immediately.
A strong gush of wind prevented him from dozing off, he was almost toppled over. Bryce knew that it was the Universe telling him to go on with his business.
Bryce rose up and dusted of some leaves, “Where to now Universe?” he asked.
Bryce walked in an indefinite path that led to nowhere. He walked on and on, not having the slight hint of tiredness, just the will to carry forward. Endless forest was all he saw, there was nothing going on, which he figured might be his vision, an exciting happening in the forest where nothing happened.
The sun slowly set and Bryce was still left wondering, he knew something was supposed to happen since the Universe had not yet fetch him indicating that it wasn’t over. Something was yet to happen.
Bryce never counted the hours; sometimes it would take him days inside his vision just to see what the Universe was telling him too.
Bryce examined his surrounding, he could tell that something was about to happen, noises of cracking branches and footsteps started to appear. It was getting closer by the second. Bryce stayed alert as he observed carefully. The footsteps grew louder and louder but it came from no direction.
Bryce can’t see a thing but something passed right through him, it came from his back. Two people, one was a boy around 18 years old and old woman in her 50’s dripping with blood on her abdomen. The boy was carrying her over his back as they ran towards the thick vegetation. The lady seemed to be weak and in a lot of and yet hanging for her life.
Bryce had the urge to follow, he ran with them towards the dark forest. He passed through trees and rivers but the boy kept on running but eventually he started slowing down. His breaths were getting larger and larger, his sweat dripped through his nape soaking his shirt.
“Put me down.” The lady softly said.
“No.” the boy responded, he kept on running but tripped on a rock causing him to fall together with lady. It both took them some time before moving an inch.
“Just go, I’ll just slow you down.” The lady insisted, her shirt was soaked with blood, and the boy’s back as well.
The boy crawled in closer to the lady, “I can’t leave you here. They’ll find you and kill you.” He said, he held the lady’s hand tightly and close to him.
“Trevor listen to me, I’ll die regardless, so just go.” The lady instructed once again. It was getting harder for her to let the words out. She started coughing out blood which was pitiful to look at.
“I can’t,” Trevor said. He had this look where he knew it was the right thing to do but he just can’t.
Bryce watched the anticipation as he heard more footsteps coming towards them, he moved in closer to have a better look at the situation, the lady’s wound was large and deep into her abdomen, her lips where white and her skin was pale. Her life was slowly sucked away leaving her weak.
She took the boy’s collar and pulled it towards her face, “Lavander needs to know, now go!” the lady took all of her might to release her words out. Trevor felt the pain of guilt. He watched the lady for the one last time and ran off to the darkness leaving the lady behind to fend for her life.
Bryce felt a feeling which he could not explain upon hearing his sister’s name. The old lady was moving so slowly turning her head side by side. Bryce saw the people who were after the lady and Trevor. It was a whole squad of soldiers who wore uniforms covering their body, they wore gas masks and had guns on their hands.
Bryce would like to stay there to find what happened next but his body started floating and the vision started to get blurry. His body was floating upwards and into space. A huge ray of light blocked his vision and soon enough he was back on reality.
Bryce opened his eyes which he adjusted for a single light bulb lit the room he was in. It was small and cramped. He was set in a stiff mattress which was lying on the floor.
Bryce examined the room more closely; a four sided room with no windows and a metal door with a small opening on the upper center. The room was painted purely white but the paint started to faint causing it to have a very rustic look. The only furniture beside the mattress was a small plastic table with a small drawer at the corner of the room. And a small vent kept the room cool but it was still pretty warm inside.
Bryce stood up and flexed his muscles. To his surprise his clothes were changed into a pure white outfit, just like the one Nancy had when he first saw her. He also noticed that he was bathed thoroughly. More things happened when he was on his blackout than he ever expected.
He walked around the room getting a feel of it, finding a way to escape but there was none. He knocked on one side of the room and felt that it was made out of wood.
He walked back to his mattress and lay down there for a moment. Thinking of the situation he was in right now, but more importantly thinking of the vision he just had. He was thinking who the lady could be and who was Trevor and why do they know about his sister. Everything was a big puzzle for Bryce to answer right then.
“Hey.” A voice called out from somewhere. Bryce was caught off guard and started look around for the direction it came from.
“Hello?” Bryce replied back.
“Hey, so you’re awake.” The voice gleefully said, Bryce faced one of the wall which he assumed where the voice came from.
“Who are you?” Bryce asked.
“I’ll tell you later,” the voice said, “but right now, welcome to the underground cell.”
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