Cãll Of the Sãnd(MxM)

Duat part 1

AN:/ Let's get the party started :p ! 

Seth was floating.

Not on water; because he did not sense any temperature.

Not on sky; because he didn't feel any wind.

He was simply there....waiting....just existing for existence's sake.

Countless pictures revolved around him, some made sense few didn't.

Those pictures appeared and dissolved in front of him just like some kind of power point presentation.

They looked familiar to him, they seemed his own yet at the same time they didn't feel like they were actually his.

A sense of uneasiness and breathlessness started to bubble up within his chest. He wanted to escape yet he couldn't. 

He was afraid...

...Afraid to step out of whatever is happening in front of him yet at the same time he yearned for the acquainted faces back in Seoul, the warmth of the home that he shared with his twin sister, Reijin.

"Surprised?" someone whispered in his ear. He gasped. The voice giggled in his ear.

A woman wearing Lion's mask and Egyptian clothes rounded out in front of him. She looked familiar...he had seen her somewhere....where?....then it clicked to him.

"Sekhmet!" He had seen this Lion masked goddesses' picture in his sister's huge encyclopedia book.

"The one and only!" Spoke the amused masked woman. Her orbs glinting in mischeiviousness. "Honestly I am surprised that the god of war remembers me---"

"Hold on what?? God of war who??" Seth cut her off and he looked around.

The woman looked at him as if he had asked the most stupid question the entire universe had ever encountered. "Hmm~ seems like you are not back yet. Well, without you this conversation is meaningless."

Without even allowing him to speak anymore the surface beneath his feet vanished and he found himself falling down infinitely---a cry tore off his mouth but nobody could hear him maybe as he didn't know for how long he fell because when he opened his eyes he was greeted by a claustrophobic darkness.

When he tried to sit up, a jingling of chains was felt. Considering that his waist and hands are free, Seth felt that this time its only his feet that were chained. At least he is not butt naked this time. He felt the soft fabric that he wore during his shoot. He couldn't help but sigh.

Why him?

After wallowing in self-pity for a while, Seth tried to assess his current situation. Since he is already experienced in getting kidnapped, he decided to understand the motive of his kidnapper. Previously in Cairo, his kidnapper had bound his hands and feet and had positioned him in a sexualized way but this time, this kidnapper did not do so. Probably it isn't the kidnapper's intention to rape him?....still he couldn't be so sure. The surface where he is sitting at present is presumably a bed, since it is pitch dark enough for him to even see his own hands and feet, Seth could only fathom his surroundings by touching. When he tried to get off the bed his feet touched something liquid and cold. He immediately withdrew his legs at the sudden contact of something liquid instead of a solid.

Where the hell is he?!

Seth's questions would soon be answered for the sound of water splashing was heard as someone approached him.