Through words

Chapter 2

The screams rang in my head. Tossing and turning in my sleep, I tried to block out the thoughts scouring in my mind.

Another death happened tonight and I couldn't help but remember every frame of their faces in my head. I didn't hold back; I didn't care that the family was innocent. They had nothing to offer me and that was enough to watch them suffer. Their faces were imprinted in my mind, the cries and pleas for help echoed in my ears.

I couldn't help them, all I could do was watch them get their humanity get stripped away from them. Shooting up from my sleep I was panting, beads of sweat dripped down from my forehead before I began to steady my breathing. I glanced at the wall looking at the cracks that formed, my eyes following them slowly. The blood stained walls just resurfaced the screams in my head and they began echoing in my mind again.

My heart ached as I pictured the family once more. They were tortured and slaughtered right in front of me like it was no big deal. I struggled to breathe when I thought of their pale skin as they laid in their own pool of blood before I ordered one of his people to drag the bodies away with the others. The faint smell of the wretched blood still lingered in the building causing my stomach to turn and my eyes to shut. Trying my hardest to block out all the thoughts of the lifeless bodies, I buried my face in between my knees. Slowly my breath steadied, I didn't dare look up at the wall and have the play by play of those people dying over and over in my head.

The pounding of my heart filled the void in my ears, I felt the walls slowly start to close in. "No not again please not again". I got up in an instant without another thought, my heart only getting louder as I began rushing to the door. Yanking it open the walls only seemed to start getting closer to me, enclosing me in the small space.

My eyes were fixated on the exit. "Just a few more steps". The voice in my mind just sounded muffled by the overpowering sound of my heartbeat. Pushing with all of my weight and using all of my energy, keeping my eyes on the door I drove myself onto the entryway causing me to crash onto the ground.

Cool air filled my lungs causing me to let out a big puff of air coughing. My hands curled up into fists, the crushed rocks pressing into my palms. The sound of my heart faltered leaving me to hear pure silence. Gently, I unclenched my fists and crawled my way to the wall next to the door.

Turning around, the gravel crunched underneath me as I sat and laid my back against the wall. The brick pressed against my skin helping to steady myself and see reality as one again. The buildings surrounding me were barely held together, the walls hardly intact. It wasn't always like this, but the world took what they had for granted and now they're left with just a crumble of what they had.

Inclining my head to look up at the sky, the smog from the urban civilization blocked me from admiring my favorite things, the stars. I stared at the blackness of the sky, not a glimmer in sight. My eyes watered as I stared up right at him, all I could see was a cloud of black smoke, but he could see me.
You don't know I exist but it's just a matter of time.

He watched as my eyes followed the smog, and my eyes fluttered shut in exhaustion causing me to fall into a deep sleep. The sun was just barely visible as it crept behind the city, rays of light sneaked through the smog and shone across my face. It began warming my skin causing my eyes to slowly flutter open.

The geen-gray of my eyes shone as I groaned and got myself awake. Looking up at the sky I admired the small amount of sunshine and clouds I could spot. During the day it was a little better for me to admire the sky. Pressing my hands onto the gravel I pushed myself upright and stood changing my stare to the floor beneath me. I stayed the night outside.