His Little Toy

2

"Remembering that dreadful day fills me with hatred for my parents and for those who instigated them against keeping me with them."- words from my heart.

I opened my eyes only to be attacked by the pain on my forehead caused due to the reckless usage of something that's present inside that small vial. I adjusted my eyes to the fierceness of the light falling on my eyes and glanced at my surroundings. I was tied to the wall, with iron shackles securing my wrists tightly and around me which were kept in place with a nail bored into the wall. I instantly recognized the room as a dungeon from the Victorian era as I have seen them, exactly the same, in the internet, when my teacher asked me to do an assignment on "prisons in olden days".

What I couldn't comprehend was the fact that the room is lighted with a torch- log to which a cloth is tied, fire emitting from it. I glanced at my surroundings, only to realize that I really was locked in a prison, a run-down dungeon.

Sensing someone walking towards me, I lifted up my head in the direction of the oncoming noise made by the rapid movement of heels on the floor. Slowly, a person came into the view of my eyes. I noticed him completely covered in black, from head to toe. Even his face is covered with a black cloth, completely masking his face. The only thing that wasn't covered in his entire body were his eyes.

His eyes are a mixture of violet and red, making him look like an eagle, ready to hunt it's prey.

"We meet at last." He said in his deep, manly but husky voice. I squinted my eyes in confusion, my mind screaming, " I am in some kind of hell hole that I couldn't escape from and here he is, the guy who kidnapped me, and kept me caged in this dungeon finally willing to come into my view." But it surprised me to know to this guy who is adorned with black from head to toe is speaking as if he knew me from like forever.

" Who are you", my voice found its way out of my mouth without myself realizing about it.

"You can call me Andrew and before you start you start speaking again let me tell you, I won't tolerate blabber mouths and this is the last time that you are excused for not using honorifics while speaking to me." He replied in his authoritative voice before walking off.

"Hey at least tell me the honorific that I have to use to speak to you...." He left before I could even finish my sentence.

"Man! You've gotta be kidding me!" I growled before stomping my food on to the ground, even with those shackles on, my anger level reaching it's maximum limit. Never in my entire life have I been ignored the way he ignored me and also for a reason that I can't even discern.

I waited and waited for some one to come through those doors to deliver some food but no one came. Feeling extremely tattered and weak, I resigned myself to a good night's sleep.

A dream.....

"Lili , wake up, Lili!! You have to get out of here!" I heard someone screaming at me to wake up. The figure was a bit hazy and it was pushing me to wake me up. But from the voice, I could tell that it was a female. It made me drink something and talked in some language that I couldn't understand.

"Follow your instincts and reach the portal. It's gonna transmigrate you into the future. I guess I will not be there for you anymore, but you have to go before the king catches up to you, okay?" Her voice was in a hushed tone and she was anxious about something. She pulled me into a hug and it kind of brought tears into my eyes. I felt like I was missing a piece of myself when I made myself to move away from her.

"Good bye, my child. May your life be happier, in the near future, than it ever had been in this country." She spoke to me before pushing me away, indicating to me that it the time to leave.

I turned away from her and started running like crazy, without looking back. After running for what felt like hours, I saw a light, dazzling enough to make me close my eyes.
*****

I woke up with a start and was perspiring continuously, all the while breathing heavily. I searched my surroundings to know whether the thing that happened earlier was real or not, and much to my bliss, it turned out to be a dream.

" Good thing that this turned out to be a dream. I have to sleep now and tomorrow, I will think of an escape plan" after saying that to myself, I dozed off into a deep sleep, again.