Mad Hatter

Getting High On Helium

The taste of blood was so strong it made my eyes water. All I wanted was for me and Isho to be free. What had I done to deserve this? Was it me? Or was it Isho? What was this place? Who is the owner of those atrocious tarantulas? Will this ever end? Or will we be in an eternal world of terror and despair? How much time had past since we were at home? Will people notice we are gone? Or will we be forgotten, gone, disappeared entirely with no trace or memory of us?

Now it wasn't only the taste of blood in my mouth but the salty taste of tears. I wasn't prepared to give up, I was going to be the one to escape, no not one, we were going to get through this, we will survive!

As my chain of thoughts had ended, I looked over to Isho to see her drooping, her puffy eyes were failing and her body was turning limp. I shook her awake, shaking my head signalling her not to give up. I started biting through the rag, tying to create a small hole to speak and breath through, after an uncounted amount of time, I had made a small hole only just big enough to mumble a few words through.

"Do you still have the key?" I quietly mumbled hoping she would hear me. She nodded in reply and as I looked at her closer, I realised how hard she was trying not to cry. Oh how much I wanted to kill our captor. She slid the key across the floor towards me, I doubted it would work because what sort of stupid captor would practically give the key to their victims to help them escape. But I tried anyway, it took sometime to actually grab the key and signal to Isho to move closer so I could unlock her chains first. When she was finally close enough I slotted the key into the padlock and twisted to the right. Nothing happened. Just as I thought. I didn't want to let Isho know straight away so I continued to struggle.

"Can you hear that?" Isho asked me through a hole she had made in her rags while I was fiddling with the key.

"Hear what  .... wait ... yeah I can, where is it coming from?" I replied as a faint beat of a song played throughout my head gradually getting louder.

The drum beat was followed by an electric guitar and was getting louder by the second. All of a sudden multi-coloured orbs flew right past me combining and dancing along to the mysterious beat. Ten, twenty, fifty maybe a hundred more whizzed past us like lights in a dance club. The neon colours and catchy beat caused a random feeling of happiness to come over me like all of a sudden a bubble had lifted me up and taken me to a land of kittens, warm blankets and cosy socks. However it hadn't, I started to laugh and soon me and Isho were dancing along like little girls in a play ground. That's when I realised that we were free, we were no longer tied up. When I told Isho, we screamed and made as much noise as we could. Laughing, we skipped around making up silly little songs along with the beat.

Finally we are free

More free than a summer tree

So let us sing happily

Sing together you and me

Because yet again we are free

Like a little bumble bee

Or a fish in the sea

Omg, what if fish had one knee

Would it be more free?

Wooo! we are free

Unlike a bag of peas

It was the high-pitched screech of Isho which brought me back to reality. The stinging had started for both of us, in a blink of my eyes I was back in the darkness, the holey rag was back. The handcuffs were off but so was half of the skin from my wrist and hand. The warm substance running down my arms drenched my clothes and created a lake around me. A years supply of tears flowed down my face and mixed in with the blood making a translucent cocktail of pain and suffering. My heart was pounding, my body wasn't functioning properly and I couldn't process what had happened. At that point pain had yet again ruled my body. I felt as though I was living during the rein of Bloody Mary. But at the same time I felt as though I wasn't living at all and as though I was just an energy fuelling of off pain, misery and death.