hang up, put into motion and accelerates much as I can. Do I have to hurry, get there in time. Who may have been to attack it?! One moment ... Hardy told me just a moment ago that there would be other attacks, but because she ... can someone know!?
they put me in every position that I can find to pass several cars possible, my home is a quarter of an hour from here ... the lights even look at them. I feel the heart that beats in trying to overcome the revs ...
In the distance I see a kind of glow ... I can not move! The arms! I do not feel anymore! I can not steer! At this rate I crash for sure!
I do not know what else happens, the car leans to one side, I feel the wheels lose grip and you raise, I see the wall of the building in the corners ... I see him get closer and closer ... It is said that in those moments you see scroll through their lives ... that we pray, and I'm not doing any of these things, I can not die, at least not right now ... I arrive at the end of those fifteen minutes, I see his face ... I have to. The rest is slow and confused ... my brain focuses on every detail ... I see the cracks on the glass, as they expand to make room for cement and asphalt, glass wet my rain. I can not help but bend the head to the side, away from the mess, hoping to save myself. But now when I think about seeing live the life I fuck, you turn off the light.
Nothing. Dark.
... I open one eye. Fog, closes it ... I open it, to give him courage this time I open the other so that you keep him company. They open and close it there hoping that the mist clears there in my brain ... After a while, 'I see, but what I see is not good. One room dark, a little light seeps from beneath the door that is in front of me. What the hell happened!? I am aching all over, especially where they are? I start to get up and find another snag ... I'm sitting, and are also linked. Perfect, I am bound in a completely dark room after having had an accident, it seems that as I continue, the evening moves a lot. Oh shit! My raincoat! It 's all torn! Even before it was horrendous, but now is just to throw ... what will he say when she sees me, assuming of course he can get to where I have to. Seeking a while to figure it out and here I Risquillo the phone, it seems that he has survived. I will definitely call them to find out where the heck are finished. If only I could answer ... I bite the neck of the cloth that covers me, trying not know how to get to the damn deal trilling. Fuck! The alarm makes a mess in this absurd silence, I imagine that anyone has put me here did not go to the grocery store to prepare for dinner. I have to make him stop! Start to swing the chair, I have it in the inside pocket close to the chest, even if I fall over weight off in some way. Here I fall!
Well now I'm on the ground, tied in a dark room, the floor is dirty and to make matters worse this thing continues to scream as if he were laughing at me. The little light that reaches the floor level moves ... increases and decreases in intensity with ... the face pressed to the ground I try to see what happens peeking out from under. None. But from the light but I think that there are stairs back there ... and that someone is going up. I could try to scream for help because they are not gagged, but I do not think of being in a place where someone would hear me and then I just want to get some light in this whole thing. Here are the steps you feel about this plan ... The handle flexes and opens the door. I look up.
blackest of darkness that surrounds him. It seems cloaked in darkness. My legs start a little 'shaky. I do not see his face, is covered by a cap, but for a moment you see something, eyes that shine down there ... are red. Are red-eye curse! Fuck! What the hell is this thing now!? Up to that at this point, I do not know whether it is an arm. I suddenly feel weird, I feel sick. I feel my weight moves upward, the floor becomes less hard ... I'm holding up! I'm being lifted in some way, oh shit! I find myself in a moment in midair, in the position I had on the ground, so it seemed a bit 'a jerk all curled up, as if he were cold. The one thing I was raised without touching me, with all the chairs! Now I'm running, I call straight. That strange feeling to shoot first and I and the chair we are once again firmly on the ground.
I think what happens to me just because I have seen many oddities in my work, but it is the first time that I happen to try them on my skin ...
Lower arm. Approaches without a sound ... I wait in silence that kills me or I crumble in some way, I'm terrified, I'm not ashamed to admit it. He stops. From under the hood you feel something, a noise. A kind of low vibration. I can hardly breathe ... that noise is driving me something and while I hear a voice desperately seeking air directly into my brain:
"... you should not be here ... you're not part of the circle you ... not yours ... or I'll go make you suffer terribly before you strip away the soul "
dark again.
...
Eyes heavy, I try the same opening. When I can do I'm afraid to focus the image. I'm sitting on the floor. What's under my ass looks like asphalt. I feel the rain wets the face. I'm out! I can move my hands ... I look around. I'm leaning against a wall and a few meters from me is a car against the wall, overturned and on fire ... I think it's mine. I am sure is mine! Somehow I'm back in the place of the accident. I do not seek an explanation and I have no questions because I do not have the time, I do not even ask myself the question "did you dream or was it real?" Because they are convinced that it was all real. I do not care what he said that thing, it was a dream or not, I have to go to her! My car is gone, so I have to make me walk ... I do not know how much time has passed since I crashed ... I had to hurry. I start to progress rapidly also because I can not run, I put my hand in my pocket looking for the phone ... there's more! I open e. .. perfect ... now broke. It should be better ...
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