Kaze

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When they come

It is in silence

Four guards

All carrying guns as thick as my arms

Heavy and menacing

But they don't scare me

I'm not afraid of them anymore

I'm sore

But almost healed

They ask no questions

Just take me from my bed

And escort me up top

Rumors are

That once you go up

You never come down

Though coming back down was never my intention

Up top is all clean and bright

So unlike the dark, dirty hell that lay beneath

It reeks of bleach

And other cleaning solvents

Perhaps they think

That keeping this place so clean

Will help them purify their rotten souls

But nothing

Could save

Their black hearts

They stop me in front of a door

Him

The director

The head of all of this

I've never seen him before

But I've heard stories

About his obsession with the mixed race

Of Human and Otherian

The door opens

And I step inside

My body goes into shock

It takes all that I have

To maintain my composure

There she is

In a chair next to him

Staring blankly at the floor

Her skin ghostly white

Her hair ragged

Her body so thin that

If she fell she would

Shatter

Into a million pieces

She was glass

she was always glass

He sat next to her

The strangest person I have ever seen

Like me

But not

Stroking her delicate arm

Like he was the cat

she was the mouse

And he was about to eat her

They both look up as I am escorted in

Her eyes grow wide

And her face

Stabs into my soul

He smiles

Kaze, we've been expecting you

We

I am going to fucking kill him

Gritting my teeth

I stand there

Emotionless

You've been one of our best

Unfortunately

We don't tolerate rebellion

Do you know what that means?

I nod

Good

You will be held for three days

And then you will be disposed of

If

You do not agree to our terms

Who the fuck did he think he was?

Trash

Waste

Nothing

That's what he thought I was

I was to be disposed of

Like I wasn't a living

Breathing

Being

All because I refuse

To hurt anyone in that way

Ever again

The guards take me away

I glance at her one last time

Her eyes are shimmering

Like diamonds

But her face

Is cold

She looks sick

Frail

Dead behind the eyes

Dead inside her soul

And soon

I would be dead too

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