of the Light

Walking through a loud busy city I felt a presence calling me from the group I was blindly being lead by.

I focused on the feeling and went after the very bright light turning the corner and to my surprise, I had found a man bleeding from his right nostril. We exchanged unspoken words through our eyes; a very urgent announcement this time.

I looked around frantically trying to gather others to tell, but like mindless animals they stampede by, chasing after the wind for things on sale. No one listened and no one cared. What a world to be alive in when you’re truly trying to help.

I returned to where I met the man only to find two girls caged up, but nobody was phased, not even one had stopped. I wondered why that was how it was.

In shock I paused and then I asked, since it was not secured, “why do you stay imprisoned here!” there was even a door knob I could grab.

The one smiles sinisterly and the others’ eyes widened. It was pretty easy to get out of but behind they chose to reside in.

It was almost as if two opposites were trapped beside one another. I reached to free the conjoined souls, but the other screamed, “Don’t you dare touch that knob, don’t you do it, please!”

I stopped a bit surprised, yet I refused, my fear for them overrode. I soon found out the door I opened was really meant to stay closed.

The one started laughing, the other turned pale, saying “You better run fast now, they got you on their trail!”

My heart suddenly dropped as panic set inside, I realized I was doomed, it felt like I would die.

I frantically started running up some stairs I’d never seen, I tried my best to hide but sadly they easily found me. They bound and placed me on a chair as an enslaved scene for all to see. My vision turned glossy as I began to cry hoping nothing would be done to me.

This colosseum filled with thousands of men robbed in black, my skin began to crawl. Chanting “Rape is love, abuse is back!”, but in a different tongue.

This secret meeting only filled with men and creatures of the dark, gathered around as four held my chair up to present me for the mark.

The ritual required them to hit me with golden rods, but the first looked into my eyes and broke down, he instantly knew who I was.

He purposely swung and missed then began to cry, when the ring leader loudly questioned asking, “Why! Are you really afraid? You must die!”

The creatures of the dark began beating on the first and carried me to the next which then also refused the outrageous request.

It was quickly a domino effect that stopped all their evil intent. The third stood and shouted “ she is daughter of the Light”. They fell down crying, denying the ring leaders request to hit me wildly.

Enraged the leader was but quickly overthrown they tied him up and placed him on the rack. The machine that pulls on your limbs, right before they crack.

My mouth was still taped but I’m screaming with my heart, that they all just stop, though the leader wished me harm I could never wish it back.

They did not listen and made me watch as if it were some form of vengeance for me but I cried while my mouth was taped shut. They slowly beheaded my enemy; I felt his deep pain, but then I suddenly woke up.