The Necromancer

I.

Peering out at the rising dawn, she gripped the window sill. Purple coloured hair, cascading down her shoulders and ending at the small of her back. A breeze came in, it smelt of honey and dew.

A buzzing had her turning back and glancing at her phone laying on her bed. She breathed deeply before striding over and gently picking up her phone, peering at it with wary blood red eyes.

Her eyes lit up with comfort and longing, a smile twitching at her lips. Although, when she moved Her mouth to talk, she was inaudible. That's when you realize, this must be a dream.

She looked up at you, with fear clouding her eyes. Tears slipped down her face. She reached out to you, as if you were so distant. However, you find yourself reaching back. Yet, never being able to actually touch her.

Everything began to spin as she moved her mouth in a screaming motion. Soon finding yourself on the floor, unable to move or even lift a finger. You were trapped.

Suddenly just everything went blank.

~♥~

She sat up, gasping for air. Sweat drenching her forehead and neck. Looking around, she breathed heavily.

Moss covered walls, torn up carpet, and a straw bed. Barred windows, and a bronze door. Over to the Right, tally marks etched into the concrete wall. 782. The moon gleamed in the room, leaving just enough light for her to see herself around the room. She put her head between Her knees and began heaving in her breaths. It was just a dream, only she saw herself. Of course she has had this dream many times before.

Slowly, she put her legs over and stood up with trembling legs. She bent, lifted the straw and pulled out a carving knife that was worn from carving in concrete. She made her way silently to the wall and made a tally. Pushing the blade even harder with each stroke. 783.

After for what seemed like hours, she slowly caressed the jagged blade with her thumb. Only one thought in her mind.

Freedom. I want to be free from this misery.

Without even thinking, she turned the blade towards her stomach and began to slowly inch it closer. And closer. And even more closer. The blade barely punctured her skin before she realized what she was doing.

She threw the blade to her straw bed and slid herself to the floor. Shamelessly and silently sobbing.

Yes, I want my freedom, but that is the cowards way out. I will not be weak in a time like this.

Sleep, that will wash away everything. She stood and made her way to her bed. Before laying on it, she hid the carving knife.

Finally, she laid down and began to close her eyes. A man clouded Her vision, he had dark blue eyes and brown hair. Puzzled, she opened her eyes and looked at the moon as if it would answer Her.

Who is this man? Why have I started thinking about him?

She asked those questions thousands of times, as if someone would actually answer them.

He is the answer to everything you seek. A womans voice rang in her ears. It was how it sounded familiar that scared her.

Now I am definitely going crazy. She said rubbing her head. She shook her head violently and tried to clear Her mind.

No child, find this man, he is the answer to everything you seek.

Who are you? And what do you want from me?

Child, I am who I am, you'll seek me later on. For now, you must find the man of whom you saw.

She takes Her words for consideration, then brutally shakes Her head. Even if I do seek this man, I won't be able to get out of this. She gestures the holding cell.

Things may not be what they always seem to be.

She repeated it to herself, then as if she had a spark of knowledge, she began prodding Her fingers on the concrete walls. Skimming every inch. Every dent or hole.

After a while, she gave up. Pushing herself back, she looked up at the moon gleaming from the concrete window. Please, she begged. Please give me some way out.

With in an instant, concrete scraping against stone brought Her eyes skimming her escape. Slowly and without hesitation, she slipped through the hole in the wall and out into the night. The entrance closing behind Her.

First, find home.

~♥~

How was this first chapter? It may be rough around the edges, but when I have gotten this book finished, I'll go back and fix my errors. Thanks.