《Monillas: Human Garbage》Bird Cage
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Slowly, slowly... He slowly opens his eyes full of mucus he acquired while engaging at his deep, deep slumber! He lifts himself, supporting himself with his arms at the ground...
"Isn't... this soil?"
It's soil... Loom soil in particular... Loom soil in itself is not suspicious enough. But! If you remember yourself stepping at a cement and the mountain of trash being literal trash to step on... Then this soil brings forth! Doubt! Suspicion! And! Confusion!
Allaine found himself stepping at the soil! Holding a soil! And seeing soil with his own eyes! He broke his sight at the ground and looked further! Much further ahead in front of him! What he saw brought another confusion within the already brain confusing events!
The events toppling in each other one by one! Piece by piece! Until to the point of utter confusion devoid of any understanding about what's left and right! North or south!
"Why the hell... there are wooden bars in front of me? And... why the hell I'm inside It... It's as If... It's as If..."
IT'S A CAGE!!! PRISON! JAIL! LOCK-UP! As If he's a bird inside a birdcage... What the hell's happening?! Confusion! Doubt! Suspicion! Without having the slightest memory of the events that transpired before arriving at the unbelievable situation he found himself in... Allaine found himself stuck in a cage, literally!
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Like a speedboat, he quickly detracted his feet from the soft loom soil and grabbed the bars tormenting his mind. Grabbing and pulling with all his arm strength... Having only 27kg of grip strength, It was proved that his strength will not suffice or would bring any help at removing these bamboo bars...
"What the hell's happening? How the hell did I get here? Where am I?"
As If torturing and bringing suffering through his brain, he agonizes over the lack of information and confusion his head is feeling as of this moment! He sweats bullets! Not having any ideas as to what's going to transpire from the events he's seeing!
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The brain is boiling! Arms and legs are sweating! Can't help but to continue and panicking and emit his rugged breathing! Cannot use the ability to think... Continuing this sequence of events for a while... He finally... finally...
"I need to calm down. If I cope up here, holding my arms and tightening my legs then nothing good will happen!"
With his pupils shaking still visible from his face, he inhaled the air that Is supposed to be full of tension just minutes earlier... Calmed his soul, brain, and heart... Stabilizing the blood flowing at his veins and finally having the right mindset to inspect and observe the situation... The pupils that are shaking are now staring straight at the wooden bars as If the earlier ruckus hadn't happened at all...
He removed his sight at the bars and shifted his eyes at the surroundings around him.
"No one is here with me. This prison is pretty spacey, I'd think this is about 25 square meters but I can't pinpoint anything exact... The outside has a real cold breeze and lots of foliage, tall trees, and greenery leaves can be seen. I must be on a mountain..."
Using the most common ability that all humans have, the ability to think and observe the situation... He already grabbed at least 3 pieces of information that anyone can see.
1. He's alone
2. The prison is has a lot of space
3. He's most likely on a mountain
Humans can bring out their utmost concentration and thinking ability only If they calm down... Nothing will start If you don't take a breath and look at the surroundings. This is the exact thing that Allaine Monillas ought to do.
He walked back to the exact space and soil where he first found himself and took a seat at the soft, brown loom soil, and thought things out for a little bit...
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"Now, why am I here? From what I can remember, I'm going to school..."
Retracing his very steps and remembering every move and event that transpired before arriving at this situation. He racks his brain!
As If searching through the Hall Of Memories, he walks through the hallway... searching for every shelf, nook, and cranny of the Hall! And then, as If a book of light appearing while searching through the dark!
"I'm just going back to get my ID and a suspicious white van caught my eye... I never really cared because I'm in a hurry... I can't remember anything beyond that... But isn't this..."
In exchange for not having any ideas and memories, he now gets an important guise about what's happening around him. This is... surely... an act... of.
"Kidnapping.."
END OF CHAPTER 27
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