I look closely at the face of the boy who just picked me up and he looks back in confusion. He has a very unique appearance, hazel green eyes with tanned and kinky lightest of brown hair, meaning to say he isn't the sort of person you see everyday, so if I think I recognize him I must know him from somewhere... at least I think? I get up and pull his hand off of my arm. "Yes I'm sure, I'm totally fine I was just..." I look around and see a door at the end of the empty hall that I can use to make up my story, "... looking for that room down there" I said confidently enough. My answer must have satisfied him because he let me go and I head to walk towards the door. Not even two steps after I passed him he pinned my arm behind my back to the point that it hurts and said in a frightening tone "If you don't confess who you are and what you actually doing here now I swear I will end you life this very second."
I felt faint, like I had just been hit in the back of a head with a baseball bat. His intimidation got to me and I feel sick to my stomach and I can feel my heart pounding through my throat. He's gonna kill me? Why? Why is some seventeen year old kid threatening death upon me like he could really do it? He couldn't... could he? My eyes are darting back and fourth looking for some sort of escape or help but I just couldn't , I couldn't find anything that was gonna get me away from him but also not put me into the crowd of strange people I just happened to appear next to. So there was only one choice, to tell him. I spin around fully prepared to tell this menacing boy the ridiculous story of how I even got there. I was scared because if he thought my unbelievable story was a lie, the look in his eyes told me that he had full expectations to carry out his threat.
Out of pure fear and panic I break down and hit him with the word vomit of my story, the school I came from, the man, the library, the door, to now. It was more sobs and splutters than a full explanation but he listened through the whole thing and then just stared blankly when I was finished. "Wait where did you say you came from again?" The boy asked me. I can not believe it, after I just poured out my full story to him the only part he questions is an insignificant detail from the beginning of my complex description. " I came from Leaping Meadows a small daycare place." I said absolutely puzzled by the question. He looked at me really close, and honestly a little judgingly scanning my features for what I assumed to be looking for any hints of lying on my face. Just when he looked like he was about to say something important a voice from the hall called. "Hey what is that onevolve doing here?" The big man that yelled who I could only assume is the security of this school starts charging at us. He grabs my arm and pulls me as he starts to run away and said "just come with me". And with that we are running and pushing past people in the hallway making a big commotion as we pass by, which was the last thing I wanted to do here. I didn't want to draw attention to myself I just wanted to quietly make my way back safely to Leaping Meadows and now am getting dragged around by some idiot. This really is all his fault, if he had just left me alone I would've found my way back eventually. All of these thoughts course through my brain as I follow him up the corridor when another thought pops in. Why don't I just ask the security for help? Instead of just following this random ass teen boy I could ask for a capable adults help. I slow myself down and look around. "What do you think you're doing" asked annoying teen boy. I ignore him and call out "Hey security please help me, I think I'm lost!". Teen boy freaks out and pulls me into a nearby room that looks like a small study space with a few people in there already. They all jump up from our sudden intrusion and a look of relief falls over his face. He says to one of them "Oh thank God, Circe can you please help me just put this girl to sleep I promise its nothing bad" a boy comes forward and looks slightly concerned "Okay, but only because its you" Another voice pops up "Are you guys crazy just using your powers recklessly on people like that?" Powers!? What is that supposed to mean? In all the confusion I break from his grasp and try to break for the door. I hear the word "Sleep" and that's the last thing I hear before drifting farther away from consciousness.
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Siyn Blaine: House Of Sorcery
FantasiaSiyn Blaine goes back to the preschool she went to when she was younger to volunteer and ends up finding out way more then she could've ever imagined about what was behind the all of the mysterious locked doors. Her past, who she really is, and who...