Frozen flames--A Dream?

Chapter 4

      I woke up somewhere else. Somewhere dark, and cold. I was trapped. I slowly stood up, sliding my hands against, the wall? It was smooth, and.. Was it glass? I carefully spread out my hands in all sides. I felt a hexagon shape cage of glass. Thank god. I was in my cell. I had so many questions running through my mind at the time.

But something was different. I thought I would be covered in scratches and in pain. There was none. And the bandage was gone. I spent the last couple hours of the night in oblivion, so many questions.

Just when I thought I was not injured, I got an excruciating pain in my left leg. I realized that my pants were stained dark red blood. With a sharp stabbing pain, I was able to rip the pants near the wound. There was a deep gash with irritated dry skin near it. I could swear, through all that bloody raw flesh that was filled with blood, I could see my bone.

When the guard came to get me, he did not care about the injury. When I walked towards the courtyard, I felt a burning, raging, excruciating pain in my leg. I limped towards the spot where I was supposed to stand. I was almost there when a guard jabbed my back with a stick. The stick looked harmless. But it was not.

I later learned it was charged with 100,000 volts of electricity. Even today I think that would kill a normal human. But I lived. I was thrown around 20 feet forward. Smack into the crowd. Which hurt even more. I got stepped on and kicked. I felt a burning pain in my back. The raw, severe, sore pain. I was left there. Until someone that I didn't recognize came.

"Well, how do you like being supernatural now?" he said mockingly to me. "My name is aaron edwards. And I own this place." He leaned over towards me and whispered, "So how have the guards been doing, they keeping you healthy?" He laughed hysterically.

"Shut up." I worked up enough energy to say.

"What did you say?" He mockingly said to me. "I couldn't hear you."

"SHUT UP!" I Yelled. I, with lots of pain, stood up and limped over to him. I grabbed the collar of this shirt and threw him against the wall. I was an idiot. I was in no shape to fight. He pushed me back, kicked my gut and pulled out a gun. He clicked it, and whispered, "don't come an inch closer or i'll shoot." But, of course I didn't hear him. I ran towards him and a couple yards away, I felt a sharp burning pain in my side. I fell to my knees. My hand clutching my wound. There was blood dripping all over. My vision was going black. The blood started dripping on the floor. The last thing I saw before blacking out was aaron walking away and laughing, acting as if nothing happened. Then, I blacked out.