Prince of Darkness

Chapter 7: Memory Loss

The not-so-long-awaited seventh chapter is here!

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Chapter 7: Memory Loss

The first thing I was aware of was…a voice.

The voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t quite place it.

“Abele?! Abele, wake up! Please wake up!” The voice sounded like it was panicking and frightened.

Why did it keep saying “Abele”? Was that my name? Abele…I think I recognised it.

Did the voice want me to wake up?

Why? I was quite happy sleeping. The blackness was very inviting. It was nice.

“Abele, don’t leave me! Please don’t leave me! Come on, babes! You told me you would make it back!”

Please don’t leave me…why did that also sound familiar?

Had I told the voice I would come back?

No, it was “But I will make it back.” Right?

I had to set the voice straight. It was hard to break through the blackness but I had some weird urge to tell the voice what it actually was.

The blackness lifted away and my eyes fluttered open.

It was dull at first, and it took some time for my eyes to adjust.

I found myself staring into a pair of pitch black eyes.

“Abele! You’re alive!” The voice belonged to the eyes hovering above mine, and the eyes belonged to a very good-looking body.

I tried to speak but a croak just came out, it took a few tries before I managed to say, “It was “But I will make it back.” not “You told me you would make it back.” actually.”

The body wrapped its arms around me, hugging me to its chest.

“For a minute there I thought you were dead.” The body’s voice shook.

“I was dead.” I answered simply, and the body stared at me. “But I came back because I heard you.”

He smiled, and the smile was so breathtaking that all I could do was stare at it, my breath catching in my throat.

“How are you?” He asked, looking concerned.

I thought about that for a moment before replying, “Sore, thirsty, hungry, tired…But otherwise I think I’m fine.”

“OK, let’s get you…home.” Here he grinned at me, so I grinned back but I didn’t get the joke.

He hoisted me off the ground effortlessly, like I weighed no more than a feather.

“Where are we now?” I asked, as I took in the area around us for the first time since waking up.

We were currently running (well he was running, I was in his arms) through a forest, or at least I thought it was a forest. There were trees all around us, trees with no leaves on them, except the fir trees which I spotted occasionally. The moon was shining and the stars glowing above us, providing the only light which we had to see by. And I could hear a near-by stream burbling gently.

“In the forest outside town. I couldn’t stop to give you the,” Here he winked, “kiss of life until we’d left all the buildings and people far behind.”