The Unthought Fate [MxM]

Chapter 22

    Vlad

Oh my soul... I am dead.

  Ok, it's definitely not what I was expecting. Firstly, I feel like my head is about to explode, like all the blood is there and throwing a party. Secondly, I can't feel anything else, like nothing.

Ow...maybe because now I'm dead, I don't have a body, and I can't feel a body if I don't have one. Yeah...That makes sense.

Gradually though, I start receiving... something. I feel like I am moving, but it's like I'm not doing the moving, but something, someone...moves me??

Nothing is making sense. I don't like being dead. This is so disappointing. I thought this experience would be completely different.

Maybe some colorful rays of light, fluffy clouds filled with white bunnies, chirping birdies, little cute baby goats that carry plates with apple pies and ice cream. I wouldn't mind some red orange juice or lemonade if I think about it. Maybe a greeting from an angel, smiling happy to see me and excited to show me all the gorgeous gardens it takes care off. Full bloom flowers buzzing with bees and butterflies everywhere.... and rainbows... and wild horses running on an endless field, their mane blowing in the wind, leaving sparkles behind.

But no, none of that. I'm just being in the dark, with a migraine.

I just stand there, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, sensing... nothing of course.

That is... until, I feel a tingle, it's somewhere far, but I felt it. And soon after, another tingle, closer. An all of the sudden, a stream of tingles rush through me.

Do I... Do I feel my body? Wait a second? I try to focus and locate the tingles, now I'm swarmed by them, but it's not uncomfortable... just strange.

I do my best to push the headache aside and concentrate on these feelings. After a few tries, I realize I am actually breathing.

Am I breathing or breathing breathing? Oh, sweet apple pies, I think I am breathing.

Does that mean I'm not dead? Oh my soul, then, what is happening? I've been passed out before, this not what passed out feels like.

Ow, wait a second, I start.... I think I can feel my body. I try telling it to move, but nothing happens, yet. Ok, let's stay calm, I need to stay calm.

Oh, sweet cherries, do I start hearing? It's just a buzz, not a sound per say. Woa, it's getting louder, it's seems to be like a ringing and it's getting even louder... oh, now it's loud and it's a continuous ring...and it stopped.

Suddenly, the most beautiful voice I've ever heard, tells me "I don't know if you are hearing me yet, but you should be coming to your senses soon."

Wait a second, I know that voice...it's... it's the killer. Oh my soul, nooooo!!!!

Did he just kept me alive, only to torture me himself? Oh, no, please, no. I want in the darkness, it's ok if there's no bunnies and cute baby goats, I want back there.

"Hey, don't panic!" he quickly adds, concern is his voice. He was so soft spoken, I really like it. Something must have tipped him off that I was starting to panic, because he is there for reassurance.

"You are safe now, I will not hurt you or harm you in any way." he says. "I will back off now and leave you to fully recuperate, ok? I will not touch you without your consent, but if I feel something is wrong with you, I will take action regardless." he explains, and it's quite interesting so hear such a lovely voice being so firm.

Ok, I will try and trust him. Given the circumstances, it's not like I have much of a choice.

Because my hearing was ok now, I heard him take a couple of steps back. Being a slave for so many years, tough me to read footsteps, since looking wasn't an option. I knew where one was by their steps and feet, it was all I could see from the ground.