A murder in the mountains

Dying to death

Minutes, hours, days, weeks or months. I can't tell. I've been in this same room for what feels like an eternity. I sit in the same chair, in the same position, in the same pain for hours on end until I heel, and then they come back, they cut me, stab me, shoot me. One day they didn't do anything, they let me heel, they let me feel sorrow. Now I wish they didn't, because that one day was just to keep me sane, so I would feel every single slash, every puncture and every twist of a sword.

I'm now sitting on the same wooden chair, with the same rope and the same chains around me. I once almost broke the rope but was shocked to find they had a battery powered cable running through it. So once I found the centre with my nail I was electrocuted with the same amount of electricity used to power a light bolb which is more than enough to kill an average human being, of course of my heritage I survived. My hair was singed off, all of it, burnt. The hair on my head regrew in a matter of hours but my legs and arms are still bare, mainly because my body does not have the energy to make new hair follicles. Usually this would be a good thing, it's not, because now the blades that cut me have full access, my hair only gave slight protection, but because of my supernatural abilities, my hair is like freaking diamond, so it's real hard to cut through. Well it was.

I can see a dim light coming from under the door which means it's time for my 'daily' torture. I'm not sure if it's daily or hourly or monthly, but it happens.

"Ready to give in yet?" The raspy voice of clown face asks me. He's not actually expecting an answer but I want to know how long it's been.
"If you tell me how long it's been, I'll answer you" I say. It takes most of my existing energy to speak,
"Baby doll, it's been three months," he says.
"Hiya, how ya doin?" In comes the pain giver. I've never experienced pain like I have the past months, and little miss squealy is the reason.
"Have they been looking for me?" I know I'm going to regret asking this but hey I'm being tortured.
"Honey, they only one of your friends that is alive is 'drum role please' ... All of them! But they gave up looking for you, even your drakey boy, you know ever since you left drakey boy been doing well, got himself a girlfriend, came out of war, he's been having fun." No... they wouldn't give up. They can't just do that. "YOUR LYING!" I shout at him. I regret shouting now because I'm about to fall into unconsciousness. That's a bad thing, a very bad thing. When I'm unconscious, they can do whatever they want to me, and I won't ever know.

Waking up is  he worst part. When I wake up all my energy is gone and I can feel the pain, from the stabs, the poisons and the gun shots.

"Goodie, your awake" I can hear the blonde talk.
"Now for training" she says. I can hear chains crashing to the grounds and I can feel the ropes loosening around my legs and torso.

I can hear a muffled screaming for help. I open my eyes.i wish I didn't. Two men stood in front of me. Both blonde, both around five foot six, both almost identical. Twins.

"Kill one of them, or I kill both." She throws me a gun. I have never used a gun in my life, never needed to. Well... technically I have used a gun, but not to kill people.

I can't kill them, I won't kill them. I can shoot someone though. Blondie is a dumb ass for giving me a gun and staying inside my cell. I'm clutching the gun so tight my knuckles are going white.
"Oh, Blondie, your a true idiot." I say, then I shoot her in her chest.  That was a mistake on my half. She didn't have a key to the cell, and it was locked. I'm stuck with a dying blonde, scared bloodless twins and a loaded gun. So of course what do I do? I shoot myself, right in the neck. I don't want to live through all the torture just to find that every ones already dead. Or forgotten about me.

I can't breath now, my visions getting clouded and black blotches are showing up, this is it. I'm finally getting peace. Something every one deserves.

"YOU HAD ONE JOB BLONDIE! ONE JOB! DON'T LET HER DIE! THAT WAS IT, THAT WAS ALL YOU HAD TO DO!" Then I hear a faint slam. Then nothing. Blackness is what your supposed to see. Except, I see my dorm. I'm back in my dorm with my window sealed shut and my door locked.
'Rina! Come on don't be chicken! Just face your problems, you can get through this!' It's Beth. She's talking to me through the door, her voice is muffled but her words are clear as day.
'She's right Rina, no more running, come out!' This time it's drake. Drake, I miss him so much. I want to be with him. Eating icecream and popcorn watching a nightmare before Christmas.
I don't know what I'm doing but before I know it I reply 'why should I?! I don't want to be hurt any more, I want to stay here forever and I will if I have to,' I honestly have no idea what they, or I, are talking about.
'Please, don't give up, you're stronger than this, more persistent to. Sometimes it gets annoying but this time all I want is for you to not give up and be persistent' Jamie's on the other side of the door talking now.
'What do I have to come out for? A bunch of liars, who for all I know could be dead?' I say. I'm not sure what changed but now I really don't want to come out. 'But we're not dead, your talking to us now, and we aren't liars. We would never do that to you' despite my inner voice telling me to agree with Beth and come out of the room, my brain is telling me it's a bad idea to trust someone you barely know.
'Zar, please, come back,come out! Please? Just don't stay in there forever, okay?' Only one person knows me well enough to say that and actually make a difference, Matt.
'Hey Matt.'
'Please Zar,just come out,'
'Fine, but only if you promise not to ever hurt me ever again!'
'I promise, we all promise'
I walk over to the door and unlock it,
'Come out Zar, we're waiting'
I open the door. They're all standing there. Waiting, just like they said they were.
'Now promise us Zar, you won't ever try to leave us again.'
'I-I promise'
I look over to Beth to see she's glowing, like actually glowing, a bright white. They all are.
'Guys what's happening'
'Goodbye Zar, we will see you soon'

And with that, they're gone. So is the room, the lights, everything. Gone.

"And we're back, thank you for joining us, it's a pleasure to have you here tonight."
I can hear the clown man thing.

"Let me at her, she shot me, let me at her!" A squeaky voice says. That voice is god awful.
"Now now calm down, you'll get your chance."

And again, everything is black, but I can feel a stabbing pain in my neck and forearm.

I wish I could have just died, I was so close, so close to peace. How the hell did they even save me?