★ 𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐀𝐍 ★

Chapter Five

My eyes felt heavy. My body was burning with pain. The right side of my body, my hip, my arms and my legs were aching. Agonising...

I slightly opened my eyes, very slowly. My eyelids felt unnaturally heavy...
Someone was standing next to me. His face was a blur.

Pale face, sharp features, black hair, cold eyes...

Cold icy blue eyes..

My eyes snapped open.

" Hello there ", his cold voice said, almost in a whisper.
I tried to stand up. Jolts of pain echoed through my body.

" W-where a-am I...? ", I asked, starting to panic.
His cold distant eyes continued to observe me, while I looked around and took in the room I was in.

A room which looked like a ballroom. Huge.
A fire hearth was crackling in the corner. The walls were covered with photographs of people in uniforms.
Army uniforms. I was tucked in a bed, a huge bed made from the finest wood. The silk sheets which were wrapped around my body felt so comfortable.

Is this a Palace..?, I wondered.

" What happened Mr.Haze ? ", I asked, my throat dry.
" Where am I ? ", I questioned.

He sighed. " Lie down Olsen, your right leg is broken. Not watching where you're going, are you ? ", he asked, looking at me carefully.

" I, uh, I was sick !", I said in a half hearted voice.
He turned around and grabbed the door handle, ready to leave.
" The nurse will be here in a minute or two, until then, try to stay alive ", he started to leave.

" Wait !! Haze !! Umm... Mr. Haze..I mean.. ", I blurted out.

He paused, looking taken aback.
" Yes Olsen ? ", he asked, still facing the door.

Have I been knocked silly ? Why did I tell him to wait ? Why am I asking for trouble ?

" Umm..". I tried to think fast.

" Yes Olsen ? ", he asked, raising an eyebrow.

My curiosity got the best of me.

" W-war... , what did it do.. to you.. ? ", I asked quietly. " What happened.. ? ".

He turned to face me. That moment I knew I fucked-up.
First I saw anger flashing in his eyes. Then complete calmness took over.

He closed the door and came towards me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt like a prisoner trapped in his glare.

I prayed to God. I was in complete terror.

Is he going to.. kill me now.. ?

He came and knelt down next to the bed I was tucked in. His face was now in the same level as mine. Only inches away.

He glared at me, silent fury flashing in his eyes.

He tilted his head to a side.
" The past ", he said through clenched teeth , " is in the past, Olsen ".

I hesitated.

Then, " But as I see, you're still stuck in your past ", I pointed out.

Another stupid move.

There was a small clock on the table next to my bed.
In a flash he grabbed it and threw with so much force that it shattered into pieces on the floor.

I froze.

" One more remark like that Olsen ", he growled, " and I'll murder you right here and mangle your corpse in a way that NOBODY will be able to identify that it's your fucking corpse !! ", he threatened with bared teeth.

My eyes bulged. My heart started beating faster. Drumming against my chest. " I- I.. understand..", I gulped.. " I'm s-sorry.. ".

He left, closing the door with so much force that it's hinges shook.

***

My body started aching again. Worse than before.
I closed my eyes, hoping to go home soon.
Or at least, to the place I called home now..