Lights flickered on, illuminating the ground. I could make out the shadows surrounding me. One eventually moved, which proved someone was nearby, however as to whom they were, friend or for, I am unable to tell.
A light hum resounded throughout the room, and I knew if I moved or showed any signs of life, this person would be alerted I was awake. I remained silent, watching the ladies figure (judging by the sound of her voice and the high-heels I could make out. She stopped just short of my head, and I saw what seemed like a feathered cloak hanging low near her leg.
Her hands seemed to become busy as her figure stopped just short of me, and her voice became audible.
"We fly like a flock,
Dive like a dove,
Swing through the air,
And waddle like ducks," Something cold and wet rubbed against my back, making me slightly tense up, but ultimately it seemed as if she did not notice nor care as she hadn't slowed down.
"We come as one, and travel the world,
Spreading our wings,
Flying high and low,
As freedom reigns."
A small, icy finger caressed the area between my body and that exterior weight, however I felt it on both sides as a somewhat pleasureable feeling arose within me.
"Through the fire of hell,
We pass by god and say our be's,
We thank him for,
our wonderful glee's."
The rubbing of the finger stopped, but my body had long since stopped tensing up, as if telling me to trust this person. As if knowing they meant no harm. If shadows could smile, I feel as if this one was.
Pain was shooting through my back once again, causing me to growl, and she quickly picked up a knife, proceeding to stab where she earlier rubbed that liquid on...
"You see, we fly, as fallen angels,
Assisting those whom we deem good, and rectifying evil,
For if not for us, who would save,
The wonderful doves the fake god made?"
As the pain raced to new heights, I was screaming, and as if in tune to my pain and anger, a whapping sound followed with the dull sounds of bodies flying and feathers falling...
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Playing God- ORIGINAL
HorrorIn 2017, on a mission with a good friend named Thomas Kelly, we began writing this story, which is known as 'Playing God'. In early 2018, we began re-writing the early chapters of the story, and 8 months after that, with only 5 or 6 chapters rewritt...
