Misguided Ghost: Picnic In A Graveyard

Misguided Ghost:(PIAG) - Forces That Break

Chapter ten

Forces that break...

"Hello?" My voice echoed through the air and seemed to bounce along the cold stone piled walls that were covered in black like moss and strange wet substances. The air felt lukewarm, yet damp, and the smell of stale water had risen in the air so quickly it was hard to inhale without choking on your own breath.

The floor was cold and unwelcoming and the corridor I was walking along seemed to last forever. There was a light at the end of the tunnel, but that light seemed to drift further and further away as I grew closer to it. Candles hung upon the wall like mini stars plastered across the night sky and it seemed to paint the atmosphere with a dark and looming feel.

Shivers were sent up my spine as I continued to walk, barefooted, and towards the light that seemed to dim and flash and curve away from the darkness. The horrifying place seemed all too familiar. Yet I couldn't bring a memory forth.

"Hello! Is anyone here?" My voice rattled and joined the sounds of dripping and leaking ceilings. Some of which fell upon my bare brown coloured hair.

And After what seemed like forever, I stumbled on a stone under the arch and feel forwards on my hands and knees into a room that was lit brighter than the corridor, of which seemed so dark in comparison. It was a barren room that didn't hold much. Stone columns caught my attention, as well as the diamond shaped crystals that flashed a luscious orange colour and practically vibrated with the power it held. Chains hung from column to column loosely, swaying as an invisible breeze took them. The skylight above seemed to be the only thing that was bright enough to blind the human eye. The sunlight breached through it with the glittering diamonds of dust floating through the lights air. But following the direction of the light. An object caught my interest.

It was quite large, and made of glass that seemed so delicate that one little brush of the finger could cause it to shatter and crumble to the ground into tiny glistening dust specs. A layer too thick to describe was smothered on top of it covering what was inside. The shape was an oval that held holes drawing the tubes into it and inside it. It didn't flash, and it didn't make a sound. But it was surrounded by long sharp crystals that were jagged and seemed to be protecting it.

Curiosity grew the best of me and forced my feet forward, though my body couldn't shake the sense of darkness I felt laminate itself around the object. It was like the object held its own aura, black upon black, darkest of darks. So sinister the mere look of it made you want to shut your eyes from the kindhearted ways of reality forever. And each step seemed to echo the fear that ravaged itself deep inside my heart.

My feet padded across the floor, narrowly missing the wires or tubes as I made my way. My surprisingly uncovered hands pale and sharp against the light, tightly clenched into fists, nails digging into the palm of my hand as nervousness wracked through me. The closer I grew, the more I regretted coming. But as I drew closer to the object I wondered what the place was, why I was there. How I got there. It all seemed new yet oddly familiar. And I wanted to find out why.

I was in front of the crystals. My eyes scrunched up in helpless confusion as to what to do. I brushed my fingers lightly against the crystals to see how sharp they were, only for my finger to gently touch them and for them shrink downwards with a quick precision. I wince backwards, looking at it in expectation. I looked at it in confusion as it disappeared into the ground before I brushed my hand over many of the others to see the same result. Still confused and overwhelmed with the sense of fear that waved through the air I made my way to the oval structure and peered at it, feeling the waves of power coming from the inside.

"What are you?" I asked to myself, looking at it in questioning. My fingers lightly brushing the object to wipe of the dirt when suddenly I heard a sizzle cracked through the air, and my mind was assaulted by voices that I recognised but didn't remember.