Why Should I Tell You Anything? COMPLETED

Awaken Under Amber Lights

(That eyeball haunted me while I was writing this... I hope it haunts you as you read XD)

An interesting scent hits my nose, warm and full of chicken broth. I inhale deeply letting the wonderful smell fill my nose yearning for a taste. The air is mingled with the smell of heavy cream making my mouth water. I'm covered in thick blankets almost wrapped up in a cocoon and I lay on my back. I open my parched mouth hungry for the wonderful smell and slowly open my eyes.

A warm amber light greets me. It's a bit too bright but my eyes slowly adjust. I moan softly as I slowly wake up, my head still murky from before. I gasp as it suddenly rushes back to me. The three little boys. The monster of the forest. The questions still unanswered. Escaping into the woods. I rub my eyes trying to wake myself up but my body is exhausted and complains when I try moving. I lay still for a moment trying to get my bearings as fear begins to cloud my mind.

Is Mom okay!? What happened? I'm not dead, am I? Did I just stare a Masser in the face? I rub the tip of my nose swearing I can still feel its touch. Then my stomach drops.

The room is nothing like what I've seen before. The walls are tall and stretch up the domed ceiling and seem to be made out of polished oak wood. Hanging from the high ceiling is a crystal chandelier made of thick slates of amber crystals you would find hidden in a deep cave. The amber lights reflect off of the slates in large fractals on the tall walls giving the room a warm and dream-like effect.

The room is shaped like a cylinder as it travels upwards. The large room is split into levels and higher levels with tiny stairs traveling up the walls. Thick metal rails guard the stairs as they travel up towards balcony-like levels. I lay on the rectangular couch that is attached to the wall on the ground floor. The stairs are built into the walls as metal plates that travel up in a spiral around the room to different doors and balconies.

The doors are thick wooden ones that you find in ancient chambers deep underground. They seemed to be engraved with special designs and symbols I've never seen before. The balcony juts out from the door and railed with the same metal of the stair railing. I stare up in awe at the strange room realizing there are about five different "levels". Where am I?

The floor is covered with thick blankets and pillows all ranging in colors from ebony black to deep golds. Some made of fine silk while others are thick velvet. The ground level is smaller and opens up as the walls grow higher. There are built-in cushions that jut out of the wall all around the room. A circular wooden table sits in the middle of it and is lit with a small candle. Then I see what's wrong with this beautiful room.

I begin to see beautifully gilded knives hidden behind pillows. A couple arrows stick out of the wall with one split in half by another. A large lumpy bag is shoved into the corner that looks oddly like a body bag. A couple of vials are scattered throughout the ground level on the "couches" filled with neon-colored liquids each labeled with a black symbol. Then I see my rubber duckie sitting on the wooden table next to the candle.

My heart begins to sink as I study my surroundings further. Stray papers are thrown on the pillow filled floor all written in a strange language of symbols and dots. I reel back thinking I must be seeing things until I see a messy English scrawled next to it, almost like it's translating.

The cat killed the mouse.

My name is Gideon.

We are the Silencers.

My eyes stop on the name Gideon realizing he must have written that. I think back to hearing their voices and noticed that they had a strange accent but they spoke English. Did they have to learn English? The familiar and repetitive questions rush back into my head. What are they? Where did they come from? Where am I? DID THEY KIDNAP ME? Is this their base? Am I still alive?