Zack woke in the bed that Peter assigned to him. Zack was wrapped in black silk blankets. They were cool to the touch and softer than a penguin. (Yes I have actually petted a penguin.) What had seemed odd to Zack the most was that he didn't have any clothes on and to Zack's knowledge the only person who was here was Peter.
"I've got to say something to Peter about taking all of my clothes." Zack thought irritably.
Zack grabbed a towel from the closet on the other side of his room. Wrapping the towel around his waist he made his way to the bathroom.
Once he had reached the bathroom and started the water he drew the curtain closed as he threw the towel over the shower curtain rod away from the water so it hung about half on one side on both sides of the rod.
Once the water had reached a comfortable temp he slide into the water letting it wash away the aches and pains from yesterday's training session with Peter.
"Damn rabbit is quick." he muttered to himself.
He washed his body and hair and shut off the water not really wanting to spend too long in the shower he dried his body being gentle with the sore spots on his body.
Stepping out of the shower and wrapping the towel around his waist he was quite surprised to see the beard on his face and how long his hair had gotten. Rather unhappy with what he saw in the mirror he grabbed the razor next to his toothbrush that was so kindly given to him by Peter.
In about half an hours time he was clean shaven and began to work away on his hair till he was groomed and trimmed. He looked more like himself again and was itching for a fight so he decided to get some air. Peter had told him of and exit out of the lair in case if he ever wanted to get some fresh air unfortunately it was a lot of steps.
Zack found his way through the corridors to the massive amount of steps and began climbing the stairs. About twenty minutes later Zack had reached the top skipping every other step. He saw a lever that said.
For going to the surface pull this lever.
"Simple enough." He thought to himself.
He pulled the lever a minute passed nothing happened but soon the noise of gears and mechanical hard ware pulled the ceiling a part above him and the floor under his feet trembled as it brought him closer to the surface.
He reached the surface in a few minutes but was in side a crypt. The iron door was hanging off a hing so that it could be pushed open with ease. It was spring, the ground under his feet was marshy feeling from a recent rain fall the air was sweet smelling with the rain that's coming the birds chirped to one another.
Zack let out a sigh and quickly stepped from the cemetery grounds. He found himself aimlessly wandering around town, walking through the park he had seen an elderly man put a newspaper in a trash bin. Zack walked over to the bin and pulled the paper from the trash the paper said that it was March twenty seventh. Zack had been gone for almost a year.
He felt tears roll down his face he realized that Alice had been also gone for a year but he couldn't feel sad, he didn't feel anything but rage. He was angry so very very angry with himself for not being able to save her. He crumpled up the newspaper and dropped it back into the bin wiping the tears from his eyes he went of search for anything to do.
But as he walked away a figure stepped out from behind a tree watching him go.
"I can feel it inside you boy I can feel your rage your pain and agony and it is delicious." The figure chuckled quietly as he walked away. "Get ready boy because I won't let you get away."
Hey guys I hoped that you liked this part! Feedback, comments or questions are always appreciated! Sorry if I don't get a new part up soon an old friend of mine is coming up where I live to visit so I'll be hanging out with her! So sorry but I love her! I love you guys!
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