The Unthought Fate [MxM]

Chapter 8

Vlad

The first thing I feel is my head pounding. I try opening my eyes, but the pain is making me close them tighter.

My whole body is throbbing in discomfort, all muscles tensed and feeling stiff.

I don't remember what happened. My head seems like it's going to explode and I hear myself wailing because of it.

I make an effort to open my eyes, perhaps my surroundings will help me understand what happened to me.

It doesn't. Though my sight is kind of foggy, I can tell this place is foreign to me.

Is this... Is this a cage? I am in a cage?? I think bewildered.

I try to stand up in a haste and that was a big error of my part. My head is going to launch itself to orbit, the explosion behind my eyes is killing me.

What is happening? What is this? I start shaking hard and I think I'm going to have a panic attack.

"Try to breathe, deep breaths" I heard a whispered soft voice.

"If you make noise, Sir will come and punish all of us." she continues just as quiet.

I can sense the pleading voice was trying to both help me calm down and warn me of the impending danger if I don't listen to her.

Taking deep breaths, in and out, like when I was preparing for meditation, I try not to focus on the pain I'm experiencing all over my body and concentrate on opening my eyes.

A first short blink, then another. The pain in my head is not increasing at least and that pushes me to fully open my eyes. It's still blurry at first, but gradually clarity comes.

I am in a cage, I truly am in a cage. I try touching it with a shaking hand.
Gasping, I retrieve my hand and bring it close to my chest. Yes, it's a real cage. A very small cage, roughly 1 m in all directions, no wonder I was stiff and tense.

Looking around, from we're I'm lying on the ground, I could distinguish another three cages, all of them with a person inside, all their backs at me, or so it seems in the low light.

I take another few breaths and gave a go at lifting myself up from the ground, slowly, very slowly. The pain wasn't getting worse, on the contrary, it was easily subsiding, so that was a big relief.

With my still throbbing head in my hands, I took a good look at the place I was in.

A rather dark room, light coming from two very high and tiny window with grills, walls made of stone and the metal door was closed and, supposedly, locked.

It was cold and the air humid and stale, it smelled of bodily fluids, sweat and something rotten, maybe food or even some deceased animal, I wouldn't know and was not curious to find out.

I could count ten other cages, seven of them were occupied, including mine. Out of them, it seems that only I was awake and this girl, close enough to me to take in her appearance.

  She looked dirty and malnourished. The so called clothes were rags that barely covered her limbs. Her dark, curly hair was shoulder length and slimy, with tan skin and big brown yes. She has beautiful features and I'm sure she will become a gorgeous young lady. I really hope she has that opportunity.

She waved shyly at me and I could see tragedy in her eyes. It was a look I often saw in the shelters, the ones that lost everything had it. They no longer had a home, family, freedom, some not even their sanity.

"Where am I?" I ask.

She hastily puts a finger on her lips and her eyes turn big with fear, looking quickly at the door and then back at me. "Keep you voice down, I beg you! They don't have mercy for the likes of us" she tells me in such a quite whisper.