❅ Chapter XXVIII: Risky Slices ❅

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Gazing upon the window of the my blurred sight seeing I was still imprisoned. Shooting straight up out of bed, I regretted it as the pain shot through my neck as I lifted my hand to gently feel that there was the single band-aid covering the syringe mark made by my captors. Warm tears escaped like the barely breathable oxygen coming from my lungs. I've been trapped heaven knows how many days now, hearing the screams of women and crying newborns just echoing into the halls.


Many nights pleas and whimpers weren't the only things I heard. Drunkards all happily merry band of hooligans as they bring in more terrified, but strong willed women into their irony hold. I try opening the door many times, but only once have I've glimpsed the halls and dared not will myself into trying to attempt attack. There was nothing more but wishing the comfort of home and my mind playing a cruelful nightmare that I'll wake and see my mother's soft laughter as she holds me close to her chest. Only I never wake and the torture grew more and more, wrecking their cries and their menacing cackles into my heart.


The last time I saw through the door there was a blonde drunk cackling as he came near my body, trembling I tried defending myself with my light only to find my magic never works in here. Kicking my leg at his shin, only to be caught by his hand as he hushed my whimpers. Wasn't until another man with midnight hair and pale grey hues, more sober and on duty I assumed, saw the commotion. He threw the blonde drunk off and close the door, only before giving a sympathetic glance.


Glancing upon the nice gifts the men brought into the room over the past weeks there was little to my heart's content. Until that is the day before the same savior dropped by with a white grand piano. I play the keys for a while adjusting to make the piano tune beautifully after maybe hours or minutes of tuning. Wasn't until I dusted the piano off that I realized the gift had been sitting there for ages, and while it wasn't home, that had brought a little comfort.


Starting to play the piano I drew upon a sad emotional tune I heard from a site called Youtube, that was called Forever & always (piano version) instrumental. While playing the song over and over I thought of some lyrics before trying in hopes god could hear an angel's cry or even anything from Emasux or Edith.


Once upon a time,

I believe there was no lies when I caught the sky

That we could hold onto something

I hold onto the light,I looked you in the nigh

And told you please help me


Are you just listening?

'Cause it seems to me, this world is going to drown

You almost never seek

I don't feel safe anymore

God, what happened, please show me?

'Cause one moment it was perfect, now you're half way out to restore

And I pray at the throne,God still hasn't appalled

And then you feel so low you can't feel nothing at all

And you flashback to when God was clever and prays

Oh, and it's inhumane in my bedroom

Everything is wrong

Its inhumane when you hear and its inhumane when you're gone

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