The Riches of Power

Bound

POV Calvin

I was sitting on one of the purple sofas. We had been asking the same kinds of questions over and over again. "So I think that we can safely say that none of know anything about who we any of us are or how we got into this situation." Ryder inputted.

We were all exhausted, and none of us knew why. The ride was long but we haven't actually done anything. Trinity had fallen asleep next to me. She had fallen forward so that she looked extremely uncomfortable, her purple streaked hair was covering her face. Ryder was sitting on the sofa opposite of me and was throwing his folded up metal envelope up and down. Charles sat next to him he was staring blankly at the coffee table in front of him. The glazed look in his Dark blue eyes let you know that he had spaced out. Karen has been laying on one of the beds since we got here I doubt she was up for much of the conversation. Riley and Pieper had struck up a conversation on the beds behind me and Michael was on the sofa next to Charles but was asleep. He had his head resting on his fist as he leaned against the arm of the couch, drool slipping from the corner of his mouth.

'I should probably get some sleep' I thought. As I shifted my weight, prepared to stand up, Trinity's sleeping form fell onto my lap. I thought she would have woken up, but she didn't even stir. 'Guess I'm sleeping here'. Almost like muscle memory I moved a stray lock of hair from her face. 'She's beautiful' was the first thought that came to mind when I gazed.

"Dude, you're staring." Ryder laughed. I looked up he had his eye brows raised and his lips were pulled in a smirk.

"Whatever" I blew it off. I leaned my elbow against the arm of the sofa and rested my head on my fist. It wasn't long before I was unconscious.

POV Trinity

'All I could hear were screams. "Help us! Save us!" they chanted. I have been walking around in this mansions endless corridors. I try every single door. Each one held a different scene. A group of hairy creatures hovered over a man and tore flesh off of a man with their teeth and sharp nails. His screams pierced the air. His leg had just been snapped off. The wooden floor around him stained red with his blood. Tiny bits chunks of flesh flew around the room. I was walking around him in horror. I circled until I saw his face. He had only one eye left and most of the skin on his face was gone at this point. "Help us." He mouthed, but the voice came from behind me. I turned around and I was no longer in the same room. I was in a basement of some sort. The walls and the floor were made of stone. There was loud music playing and strobe lights flashing on and off in split seconds. There were hundreds of different creatures and humanoids. Over the music you could barely hear the screaming. Time slowed as I traced the sound to the ceiling where I saw a large cage that covered the entire surface area of the ceiling. In the cage were people, Men, women, and children. The bottom of the cage started to rise. The higher it rose the louder the screams became. They were being crushed! Blood started dripping into the crowed. Time was still slow so the blood fell slowly and I could watch the crowd's reaction. They seemed to get high off of it. The blood fell in larger quantities and the demons below raised their hands up as they danced and opened their mouths hoping to catch a few drops. Time sped up and soon only a few drops came from the cage full of corpses. "Save us!" Was screamed into my ear. I clambered up the stone steps. Which only led me to another room, it was dimly lit. chained to the wall was a woman, her protruding stomach showed late stages of pregnancy. In the corner was another woman, she seemed familiar. She was selecting something off of a small three legged table that held a candle. Everything felt too real, but frozen I stood. The woman left the corner and stalked her way over to the pregnant woman. "please, please let me go." She begged. I saw a glint of a long slender dagger in the familiar woman's hand. She grabbed the chained woman by the neck. "No!" The woman chocked out, tears streaming down her face. The woman with the dagger began to stab the others stomach. Over and over again she stabbed the woman killing her unborn child. The woman stood up and licked the blade clean, a horrible smile was dancing on her lips. She walked back to the corner with the table. "You killed my baby!" She cried. "My baby!" She continued. Her arms hugged her stomach and her words were drowned out by her mournful sobs.