Rapture

Chapter 6 Breathe

Genny...Genesis!
Get up!

Now!

Noah!

I can't move my body. I feel as if my lower half is missing.
It hurts.
The leaves under my head are wet and dirty.
I feel disgusted. I want to stand to my feet but I simply can't.
This is absolutely the worst place to be. The maliks do a wood search every morning and if I'm caught I'll be hang.
I struggle to open my eyes. Nothing. My body, every single part of my body's limb. It's as if my spirit's stronger than my physical force.
What type of state am I in?

Meditation? No it's different.
Trance? No, who could have put me in a trance.

Am I dead? I don't think so. I can still hear myself taking in air.

Get up Noah. I beg myself. But I'm too weak. At least I an physically.

A drop of cold water hits my forehead.
Then another. And so on.
No. Please. Do not rain. You can't rain. I gotta find Genny.

The drips turn to sprinkles. Great.
And now it pours heavily and harder.
The thunder shocking my spirit but still no movement in my body.
Some coyote might find me and get hungry and I won't be able to defend myself.

I feel chills run through my body. Why am I not up yet? What's keeping me asleep?
But I'm not asleep. What's doing this to me?
I try to get my body to take in big breathes as the rain makes me feel as if I'm drowning.

Get up Noah please. I urge myself.
But the rain falls like a waterfall.
I can't feel the air coming into my body. There isn't any air coming into my body at all. My mouth has shut. Trying to open it I can't. It's as if I'm too weak, way too weak.
Testing my nostrils I find that's it's impossible to take in air that way either.

No. What are they doing to me?
I can't breathe. I can't even get myself to take air. My chest has stopped rising and falling. My lungs hurt. This is terrifying. I feel as I'm going to die.
I can't die.
Not out here.
Not alone.
I gotta find Genny. Please let me find Genny.

I can't think. All I can focus is the fact that I can't take in air.
I panic.
Don't panic Noah that's only making the situation worse.

Just relax. Maybe you'll find air.

But I feel as if someone's holding me down. Painfully.
Somehow from far away I see the person. Standing near a tree. His breathing steady, he mocks me.

Laughing.

He laughs.
But he isn't human. I sense it. He knows I see him. He's doing this to me. He has put me in this powerless state.

God....help me please.

He viciously turns around and growls. What is it?
He runs on all four limbs.
It's coming. I can hear it's quick pace and heavy breath.

I can't breathe! I can't move! Dear God help me!

This creature jumps and the feeling of this being a dream disappears as I feel the thing's weight pressed down on me.
He holds my hands down tightly. He has claws sharper than knives and it's breath rots of dead carcass.
I want to fight this, to roll over and pound my fist into this man or thing's skull.
Leaning his head closer I can't help but take in the smell of it. Slowly it's drool hits my face.
Eyes closed, but yet I know exactly how it looks like.
It's razor sharp teeth hold a smile from its left ear to its right.
It'd skin is darker than the color black itself but it's thin almost anorexic like. It's dressed in a suit and tie and dress shoes cover his animal size feet. That's what made me think it was a man, the way it's dressed.

It's red eyes pop as it breathes oh so heavy in my face.

Get off me! My mind says to him and he hears. A sickening chuckle escapes his gritted teeth.

Pleas God help me. I beg in my head.
It's playful expression disappears. A long skinny tongue appears from its mouth.

Please God. Help me!

I have to lay there and feel the tongue easily slip into my ear.
I feel my body wince.

It disgust me as his tongue moves around and deep animal sounds escape from this thing.

I wish I could just die right now. I'm terrified by its features and disgusted by its actions.

It removes its tongue and lean closer to my face its mouth open.
Forcing me to look in its mouth and down its throat I see...Genny's head.

God have mercy please!

I awaken quickly. I pant heavily feeling the sweat run down my forehead.
I look around.
Nothing.
It's... he's... whatever that was it's gone.
The rain slowly calms setting a drizzle.
Every part of me hurts.

I swallow saliva into my throat to help with its dryness.

Picking on my ear I remove my finger to see blood.
It'd razor like tongue cut me.

Getting some strength I force myself up. Spotting where the man had come from I head in that direction.
I know Genny's there somewhere.