Again a dead end.. panting I look around the narrow corridor with locked long white crimson doors making me feel so small and alone, as the darkness crept over me, my feet moved on my own accord trying both ways to find a unlocked door, the options are coming to an end.. hands shaking I reached for the knob of the white crimson door to open it expecting the same failure when the door creaked open, my eyes widen as the door opened slowly, just as I was about to enter the room a jolt of air hit me hard on my face and I stumble down to the front of the door adjacent to the tall white door. My back slammed to the metallic door making it open with a jerk crashing to the wall and coming back hitting me on my head.
Picking my self up I look around the door which lead to a staircase going down looking around I stepped inside the room towards the stairs the door slams shut with a loud bang followed by complete silence. Having no more option I took a step forward to the stairs and stopped inhaling sharply waiting for something to happen, after a long pause of nothing I took quick steps almost running till I reached at the starting of the stairs holding the balustrade to stop my self from falling. i looked back the path traveled slowly disappearing in the darkness. The fear of being swallowed by the stairs i took the stairs going down till I reach the landing, dividing the path in two ways one to the left one to the right. Nothing in-front to move ahead.
On my right the stairs goes down some steps and that's the end pitch blackness.. the starting steps have rep spots on white marble in raindrops form reminding blood droplets.. going down the steps look clean.. white marble shining ever so brightly but the darkness is still creeping around cold plastering around them.
On my left the stairs goes down and further down some steps are missing.. the steps are black matte black reflecting my reflection... the atmosphere around the stairs is hot not healing warm but burning hot making my skin crawl back to the cold before.. but ending of both the stairs are same pitch black darkness all around not a single hint of light just darkness.
One way or another I had to chose one to escape the darkness behind as I'm about to step on the stairs on my left the gap between both the stairs expands and a new set of steps emerges going up, the steps are mixed- some are half -some are in pieces and some are complete. the half steps are black the steps in pieces have blood red dots on it but the complete ones are sandstone no white no black no red the aura around the steps is a mix of cold and hot like spring.. warm and consuming but that's not all the steps have a smell lingering around it
As I moved towards the steps without thinking A heady intoxicating sweet blend of floral and honey almost fruity mixed the surrounding, the smell intensifies with the darkness complimenting sweet sensual narcotic embrace .. I open my eyes there is a dark figure towering infront of me broad shoulders covered in a white overhanging shear shirt with laces at the sleeves as my eyes wander downwards his waist slims down with all the perfect muscles and abs visible through the shear shirt tucked inside black paints low enough from where a v shape start... but as my eyes travel downwards his hands were in-front intertwined together blood tripping down from his wrist draped by satin ribbons. my eyes shot up to his face but it wasnt visible, darkness surrounding his face up till his neck where a black ink can be visible from his undid buttons
The tattoo starts with the veins around his neck merging with them like real veins, the veins goes downward connecting to something which I can't make out and yet amidst all this there is a markedly light hearten and peaceful, serene quality about him inviting me towards him and without even noticing I stepped on the half step as soon as I step on the middle staircase everything starts falling down steps are gone but instead of panic theirs a weird feeling of joy of grasping immediate pleasure of the fragrance... just when a voice echoed through the air –"you chose me" the deep voice echoed in my head until I have savored it all in my heart not forgetting it ever again.
The sound is mixed with the sound of ear splitting trail of noise wakening me up in a jolt.. Dripping in sweat I closed my eyes my hands massaging my temples reliving my dream when it all came crashing back to me.
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ActionThe tattoo starts with the veins around his neck merging with them like real veins, the veins goes downward connecting to something which I can't make out yet again I was so indulge in peeking at his tattoo that I didn't recognize he has lowered his...