The darkness unfurles its sticky fingers to grasp me, it's presence choking me. I gag, but shove it down. No distractions. I wobble, and get to my feet, even though gravity is not on my side. I feel like I weigh a ton. Dried tears stick to my rosy cheeks, my face a mess of dirt and blood. "Don't think about it. Don't think about it, " I tell myself. I won't get out alive if I think back to- I choke, holding my throat. "No. No no no no." If I think about back to the when, there is no telling how long I will be stuck in the moment. It could be just enough time for something to kill me. Nice and slow.
I squeeze my eyes shut, even though it won't help much with the darkness surrounding me.
I breathe once.
Twice.
My breath clouds in front of me, the temperature a frigid nuisance. It felt as if my entire body was ripping apart, along with the fact that my fingers feel numb. It was likely to kill me, if I wasn't killed by hunger, thirst, or unmentionables.
I start to unsteadily walk, my hands reaching along the moist walls. I was thankful for the gripping on the walls, or else I don't think I could have walked any at all.
I walk slowly, time passing by me like an hourglass.
I slip, falling on my knees. I cry out in agony as I feel blood start to pool at my feet. I clench my teeth once more, and using the walls, I bring myself back up. I scream, thrashing at the wall with what energy I had left. My fists leave another bloody imprint, yet more evidence that I was a victim to the dark. I fa again, letting sleep swallow me whole.
My ears strain to hear the faint dripping from the ceiling, the ringing blocking most sound. I groan, and roll over on the cool, wet floor. Memories threaten to come up over the surface, my brain pounding at the effort. One slips, and I am caught in the moment. I was brought back to the time before everything got complicated.
"Kyra."
"KYRA."
"Huh. What?"
Gemi laughs, then says, "Your spacey-ness never gets old. Come on." She tugs on my sweater sleeve and pulls me through the crowd watching the ice-skaters prepare for the race. The frigid air around me reflects the sky in a cast of blue-ish white, its beauty astonishing. Winter is one of the most beautiful seasons, especially whenever snow is involved. I think that is partially why I like to ice-skate so much. It reflects myself, and it lights me up inside.
Gemi and I walk over to the competitors and pull out our handbags, taking out our skates and warm fuzzy socks.
I hear people from across the arena, only hearing bits and pieces of their conversations. The excitement was tangible, their voices a symphony of happiness.
"Zo! Oh my god! It's so nice to see you! I can't wait for the race to start, it's one of my favorite things to do! You can only come and see it once or twice a year. This is amazing!"
"Really?! A new baby? That's great! I'm so happy for you!"
"Yeah, I heard Liz and Andrea are getting married!"
I stare down at my feet, the laces of the skates nicely tied. The pale blue skates reflect onto the ice, the color a pretty contrast with the white.
The loudspeaker was heard across the arena, saying that the race was about to start.
I got on my haunches, and prepare to start. I made my heart rate slow, freaking out would not put me in first place.
"Ready." I position myself to give myself the best advantage.
"Set." Stare ahead.
"GO!"
I speed off like a lightning bolt, the cold air a relaxing breeze. The skates and the cheering was the only things I could hear. Until I couldn't hear at all.
A skater slammed into me, her body mass tipping me over with enough force that I hit the ice. HARD. My ears started to ring, any other sound inaudible.
I came back into the moment, my breathing quick and shallow. Shit. SHIT. If I had a clock, or any type of indicator, I would know just how long I have been here. And just how long it took for something to find me faster. Just then, I hear the sound of claws scraping against the wall. My mind races, my breathing quicker now. Don't panic. Don't panic. It's nothing. You're hallucinating. How long have you not had food? Or water? Don't remember. Don't remember.
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The Impossibilities of The Dark
FantasyKyra and her bestie Gemi came across a portal, and the consequences were brutal. Kyra, trying to keep her life, comes across things that she only thought could exist in books. Maybe this world isn't as bad as it seems.