Saving Black

Chapter 6

"How come every time I wake up I'm bound to a fucking bed?!" Alex asks aggressively, "because even when you're astral for some reason your body still reacts to "here" stimuli, and before you ask, what I mean by that is I really don't feel like explaining this to someone who cant remember how many days are in a week." The person who seemed like a mere nursing assistant states harshly as she finishes checking his vitals, "doctor Khole will be by shortly to discuss today's schedule and treatments, you are something else... whatever it is it's not human. Who could live after that?" She walks out giving no time for Alex to ask what "that" she is referring to. Alex stands up and walks around his room, investigating it once more but this time he is admiring how it's much different than the first room he awoke in and how it certainly didn't fit any health code. He then walks to one end of the room where a desk sat and on top sat a notebook and a pen. "Well since I'm here I may as well do something." Alex picks up the pen as he sits down and begins to journal.

Date: unknown
Location: unknown
My name I am assuming is Alex Black, I'm not sure if I'm being held hostage or experimented on or what but they seem to be trying to take care of me so I guess I don't mind. They know just as much about me as I do at the moment, they say that I'm something inhuman and they wanna know what I can do to save the world or some shit but I can't even save a penny to save my life. The only person here I kinda tolerate is dr. Khole's daughter, she was nice when we met and it was a good feeling having someone who had patience with me. Yesterday they had me in a room and told me to meditate so I did and it took me somewhere else... some time else. It feels good to at least get this out. If I can see the doc's daughter one more time then maybe, just maybe I can figure more out about the day they found me.

"Oh? You're using the journal I left you, I thought it may help you talk even if it's not physically." Alex looks to the door to his left and is met by the familiar face that met him when he first woke, "My name is Adaline since you were wondering." Alex looks down to his note pad and softly says "Thank you Adaline, now I have a name for the nicest person I've met since waking up." Alex stand up and walks to Adaline Khole, "so, you taking me to a new place?" Adaline gestures for Alex to stay quiet and then to follow her. The two sneak down the main hallway to another room filled with different weapons and clothes. "These are what we collect from the forsaken when we come across them... usually unconscious, sometimes deceased. I brought you hoping that something may trigger a memory." Alex walks around the room looking at each piece of gear collected. "You said forsaken... when you say that do you mean me as well? And if so then what is a forsaken to you?" Alex turns to see Adaline has left him alone so he continues to look through the room and notices a tall glass case with a solid black armor set that slightly resembles a nightingale's garb and aside it stood a scythe like no other, double sided and custom length to match the wielder. The bar Solid black pearl and blades of blackened Damascus steel. Alex begins to hear whispers then cries before collapsing.