The Chronicles of Navin: Journey to the promised land

Chapter 11: The horrors of being a descendant..

I sprinted through the halls, taking in lungfulls of air. My backpack weighed like ton, resting in my shoulders.

All I knew was that I really needed to get to second period or else, they would probably send me to the Principal's office for involuntary ditching. And I swore to myself that I wont skip periods this year.

I didnt even make it halfway through when the pain from the previous beating started kicking in.

Running was definitely a bad choice.

What was I thinking, running all beat up like this? I admit, Titus injured me pretty bad. And I should've watched my mouth. But the insults just slipped out of my tongue unwittingly.

Controlling my anger had been atrocious these days. I noticed that I got angry over the littlest of stuff. And Im not usually like this.

'Pain pain go away, let me live another day--'

I mused silently..

'--Or maybe not.'

I felt an instant painful swelling coming from my cheek and all the other places Titus injured me.. I probably looked like a balloon right there. All bloated and full of hot gas..

Out of the blue, I suddenly had the strangest feeling that I was being followed. I tried to shake it off.. But it won't go away. I can almost hear the sound of invisible footsteps, in unison with my own.

Usually, its times like these when I have to listen to my guts. (But guts dont talk... do they?)

My guts told ke to run faster but every part my body seemed to disagree.

The faster I ran, the more the tension builds up. The feeling wont go away. Maybe someone really was following me.

As I was about to do a U-turn, and confront this creeper at once, I suddenly felt a sharp stinging sensation on the back of my neck.

Something made me freeze and stop on my tracks.

I reached unto the spot and only felt something cold.. cold...like ice.

Ice...

Wait.. ICE!?

FUCK!

It was way too late now.. My body started to stiffen.

"Mnghhh...."

I groaned and collapsed on the ground, with every bone in my body feeling rock-solid. My eyes were forcing itself shut and my whole body was now frozen.

I tried to fight it. But the familiar burning sensation quickly died down before it even spread throughout my whole body.

Note to self: Dont be an idiot.

I heard the clicking of a pair of combat boots drawing nearer and nearer towards me.. Then my mind went black.

***

I woke up to the strong stench of mildew and soap. I opened my eyes and found out that I was inside a dark room with no illumination whatsoever. Not even a weak spark of a dying lightbulb.

A tired groan passed my lips as I picked myself up from the ground. Surprisingly, the pain I felt from earlier disappeared. The beatings earlier had succumb. It was as if it didnt exist.

I groped around and the wall and switched on the lights and found myself inside the janitor's closet.

How the fuck did I get here!? Wait no. Let me revise that.

Who the fuck dragged me in here!?

I found a dusty old mirror inside one of the old cardboard boxes. Then looked at my reflection after wiping off the dust with my shirt.