《Placebo Effect》Chapter | 3.0 | RUN [Re-Write]
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“It’s been a while my friend, have you missed me?” Spoke the young man, who seemed to be addressing the door.
The door creaked as the crisp dry air flew through the hairline cracks within the gaps, the air that flew through was heavy and dense. Steel bolts held the the door together in patches. Sections of the door were replaced with sheets of metal, whatever was in there needed to be kept a secret.
Now to get in! He thought.
The young man checked both ways of the alleyway as well as behind him.
I’ll need to be more careful, this area gives me the creeps…
The young man leaned into the door, extending his fingertips, reaching through. A mysterious glimmer glistening through his sleeves as the outline of his body glitched, pixelating his exterior. He plunged in further, forcing himself in till he could no longer be seen. He was finally inside the door. Once inside the door darkness surrounded him, inside it was just as thick as it was tall, the pressure grew as the pixels that were on the surface of his skin stretched and snaked as it zig zagged bouncing along his skin. The youth looked down in shock, to his dismay his second skin seemed to be out of his control.
Shit! The pressure is more than I anticipated! The door must have been reinforced! But If I toughen my film I’ll be detected!...
The youth hurried on, the pressure intensified the further he went in, waves of force breathed through and over him. His eyes began to blur as his knees started to wobble.
I won’t be stuck in here!
His earlier speed had decreased significantly, from a short distance cracks of vibrant light penetrated through the dark. The lights hummed while the colours alternated.
Closer... I’m getting closer... He thought.
The distance was now no more than a mere 20 metres, the narrow cracks of light that beamed through no longer looked cold or distance, but rather warm, inviting and comforting. The sounds were also no longer whispers of defeat, but roaring clusters oscillating reverberations.
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Not far now, those bastards knew this was an secrete path! They did this to trap and capture people. His resolve was made.
The young mans footsteps hardened, his body hunched in formation as his eyes pinned on the lights as he trudged ahead. The distance grew closer there was no room for fault, it would only lead to certain death.
Focus, don’t rely on your powers you coward! Look where it’s got you; on the run and in debt!” He thought to himself.
~THUMP~
What tha— that’s strange... there isn’t usually stuff in here... The young man thought to him self as he stepped over the firm object, however it didn’t deter him. He didn’t have time to investigate inside the dark, time wasn’t on his side.
~THUMP~
~THUMP~
~THUMP~
I don’t care any more, my interests are else where... I don’t have time to detect, it’ll use too much power and I won’t let them find me, but I’ll be honest, I am curious!
The youth knelt over and began to feel around, his hands hovered over the solid objects.
Are these… BODIES!! So I was right! They really did increase the pressure to capture people! No ordinary person could withstand the compression, but this…This is no way to die… May their souls rest in peace… They were so close too—
~WWWWWHHHIRRRRRRRRRRRLL~
THE CYCLONE! I CAN HEAR IT!
The youth got up in a haste; before he could continue on with his exit for a brief second the outlines of his pupils fizzled various etchings. The young man turned around so fast resuming interest in one of the fallen bodies. He could now see the outline of a oddly shaped necklace around one of the bodies.
IS THAT AN ICOSAHEDRON CHARM?!? What the fuck is it doing here?! On a dead body none the less?! Who could it be?! Where were they going?! I’ll be taking this, I can’t risk those bastards getting their hands on it… It would be a disaster; and to be honest I’ll probably need this later on…
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He unbuttoned his waist coat grabbing the bottom of his tie opening the tip as he pulled out a thin nimble blade from the hidden compartment. His outer film began to outline the blade shaping its tip to a sharp pointed blade. The youth gently turned the body over to face him.
Errgh, I never thought I would stoop this low, defiling a dead body like this! Debt can really change a person… I thought I’d seen it all… It would’ve been easier to remain oblivious and ignorant, but no, I had to go a be woke. Now I have no material comforts! Look at me, even fuck face Zad knows about my financial constraints! Damn it!
The youth pierced though the outer clothing reviling the clavicle where the necklace hanged. He reached to unhook the chain—
~GRAB!~
The chain flooded the inside space of the door with light exposing hundreds of fallen people; all dead. The once deceased hand was clutched on the wrist of the youth, he was in shock. What is this morbid scene he’s witnessing?
“run…”
Mumbled the women, her mouth foaming, nostrils flaring, eyes tearing blood. Her voice was strained, perhaps she was screaming before her death, her eyes shook as they wobbled around with no focus.
“I can’t hear you, what’re you saying!? Who did this to you?!
For brief moment the women looked dead in the eyes of the man, the nystagmus had stopped, but her eyes were still pale from death, she pulled on the youths arm forcing her face into his and mouthed,
“run…”
“…run, they’re coming—”
“…run…”
“…Please,I can’t hear you!” He repeated,
Her eyes glitched as her body was now sporadic in movement, but she managed to unhook her necklace. As her fingers contorted, she crawled to the young man forcing the necklace into the mans hands—
{Swish}
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING, JUST SAY WHO DID THIS, I’LL FIND THEM!” He shouted.
“RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN”
Screamed the women, the the foam in her mouth was now stained maroon. Her screech must have reacted with the chain as it catapulted the young man towards the lights near the cyclone at high speed.
“NEVER COME BACK!”
Warned the women, her body now in its last stages, but the youth couldn’t let this go.
“WHY?!? WHY SHOULDN’T I RETURN?!”
“—“
~BOOOM~
Before she could reply her time was up, her body obliterated leaving nothing.
~BOOOM~
~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~
~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~
~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~ ~BOOOM~
The rest of the bodies combusted randomly, the dark quickly came back as if there was never light to begin, the young man was now reaching the outer cracks of the door; with a strong jolt he was thrusted through. His film resonated as he squeezed through contorting the space to reach the other side. The gap he had just squeezed out of vanished without a trace. The youth stood there in a daze, almost thinking could any of what he had just witnessed really be real. He looked back into his palms, opening them to confirm the necklace was still there; indeed it was. He clutched onto it as he walk forward.
“What the fuck did I get myself into?”
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