The Dark Path: Stygian Days

Matters On Opposite Ends

-         Matters On Opposite Ends –

It’s clouded by the darkness that will surround,

This thick unnatural fog, with time, grows,

No one can hear the desperate sound,

Of a lonely heart within the shadows.

[Archer’s POV]

I closed the door and walked through the crowd. There weren’t that many people in the club as before so it was easier to navigate through compared as before. I could even see Sierra on the other side of the club, still sitting next to the bar where I’d left her. This time though, there were two guys standing next to her and talking to her. She didn’t look at all too pleased with the situation. I could eventually hear what they were saying to her as I approached them.

“Come on, girl. Don’t you know it’s rude to ignore people?” one of the men, who was wearing a purple shirt with a popped-up collar, said.

“Well, I couldn’t really care how polite I am with idiots like you. I’ve told you before, stop bugging me. I don’t want your drinks offer!” Sierra shouted at them.

I stepped in between them. “Is there something that shouldn’t be going on, going on right here?”

“Take a hike, loser,” the six-feet-ten, purple shirt douchebag said before turning back to Sierra to disturb her. That was when he began touching Sierra in places that made her uncomfortable. Without hesitating, I threw a fist at the douchebag’s rock-hard abs and surprisingly, my fist won.  He bent forward and I grabbed the back of his head and slammed his head onto the bar table. He was knocked unconscious. I guess all that muscle was all just for show and not of any real use. I glared at the other guy who went off without a word.

Sierra looked down at the unconscious man. “Err…thanks. Hey, where’s your friend?”

“He’s in his ‘be-an-asshole’ room. Let’s go. What a waste of time. We could buy some takeaway from a nearby restaurant and head back home.”

Sierra followed behind me quietly. As we were making our way through the crowd, two men dressed in black bumped into my shoulders. One of them looked back at me. He was wearing dark sunglasses. Who wears sunglasses indoors? What was interesting about him though was that on his right hand, I noticed a brain tattoo with mathematical symbols like pi and e floating around it. Sierra bumped into me.

“Hey, why did you stop? I thought we were leaving.” She asked.

I shook my head out of a daze. “Yes…yes, we were.”

We walked out of the club and the sound of the music began to fade as we walked further away.

“I’m not going to bother asking if things are of went alright since it obviously isn’t. So just tell me how it went. You can’t really change what has happened anyway.”

I hesitated for a moment before finally talking. “I tried to talk to him but he’s still holding a grudge against me. I couldn’t even get a word about why we came here in edgewise properly.”

Sierra stretched her arms. “Let’s just forget about him. Maybe if we eat something, our troubles will go away.”

I nodded my head. “There was just one thing left on my mind. It happened after I left him in the room. I don’t think this is at all important but I bumped into two guys in the crowd.”

“Not surprising. That place was packed!”

“Yeah. One of them had a tattoo of a brain on his hand. What an odd choice for a tattoo.”