It was dark... I can't remember the last time my heart beat so fast. I sat as quiet as possible only taking in short breaths something wet ran down my face I don't know if it was sweat or tears but soon the top of my blouse was soaked and it got cold. There was no sound around me only in me... my heart beat echoing in my mind. I can't remember if it was real or not but I heard a voice call out to me "In faith you must walk freely or sit without and die forever." the voice was calm and yet calming it was not. Again my heart quickened, my chest tightened and the darkness closed in upon me like the final fade out before the credits of a movie.
Some time later I awoke my clothes torn away in some places... places that I had never revealed to anyone ever. I began to cry but my cries quickly echoed across the room the shrill reverberations stopped me short of a meltdown. I was afraid, I don't know what happened while I was not here but what ever happened it was terribly fierce. There was deep gouges in the floors surface they resembles the scratchings of dog on a door. Yet longer deeper and still more fierce the floor was solid marble yet whatever creature dug into it like loose dirt.
I knew time was working against me something within me begged to be free of this prison, the walls pocked with small shallow craters which held patches of mold the air was thick and reeked of death. My mind begged me to cry out for help and yet my heart beat in contradiction. A dim light pierced the walls through impassable crevices these tiny embers warmed my heart lightly as hope sprung forth with each flickering ray. But what had happened to bring me here? If only I could remember, the last thing I could recall was the game.
My thoughts are still cloudy and so was the night if I recall correctly. She, who was she? I remember dark brown eyes, long silky black hair she smelt of honeysuckles and some other scent I can't quite put my finger on. Thinking back on it I don't know if it was revolting or sumptuous. How odd that I can remember so much and yet so little. Any who this is the first time I have blacked out, finding myself in an unusual place. In fact this has become a regular thing over the past few months. But why, their seems to be a lot of changes in my life lately, still this isn't the worst or weirdest yet.
I guess you could say this year started off the same as all the others, you see I was a geek. Yep me even my name well my given name is geeky Anna-Lyssa Brogginson which cleverly the school jock turned into Alby. Not quite certain why he picked it but it stuck hard and before first period let out everyone heard of Alby. I can't say I was much in the looks department either I had a unique since of style as my mother put it. I liked all the same clothes other girls liked but as for arranging them into outfits that's something else. In fact my mother thought I put more effort into destroying my look than embracing it. You see my family isn't poor in fact my closet is filled with major names who are worth no less than three digits a piece.
So whats my look well here it goes you know those really hot blouses that slightly show off your belly well I love those. Well I also love those pants that rise over your naval defeating the whole belly shirt, oh add a few holes to the high rise denim pull on a pair of thigh high stockings hot right well not if they art just outside of every ones hot color spectrum. It seemed an eternal task every week I tried a new color and it seemed that every week they hated it. Oh did I mention I wore glasses and not those plastic feather ones either no I wore some classic nineteen forties vintage glasses you know the one with the high corners. Not too shabby one might think but I guess you could say I did the foolish thing and opted for the real glass lenses. Well coke bottle lenses may just well have been an upgrade.
This had been my life the odd-cast, I was a freak among freaks even, a social nightmare on that street. But that was all about to change you see I some how made a friend. She was really nice I think, you see my mind is still a little tricky when it comes to her. Well it had only been three weeks into the school year when she transferred from um... I don't recall but I guess that's neither here nor there. Anyhow I was the office liaison that day well every day really but she had just finished talking to the principle, he called me over and told me to show her around and oddly enough asked me to help her stay in the right crowds. Humph... right crowds me it was amusing I think I would have broke out in a roaring laughter had she not looked over at me tilting her tinted lenses down so she could look over them as though the blocked out all the light of the room.
I introduced myself to her "Hi, I am Anna-Lyssa I guess I will be showing you around. Unless you don't want me too and that's fine too you just let me know once we get out of the office..." She cut me off with a quick chuckle I didn't know what to expect from here, then she said "Na-Lyssa, it suits you better. Don't you think!" at the time I didn't know if it was a question or statement but looking back it was definitely a statement. " I am..." she said her name my memory leaves a blank but she definitely said her name. "..and I would love it if you acquainted me with your school and mates."
I believe that she is the reason I am here now why I am surrounded in the darkness and yet I can't say that I know who she really is. I look back into my memories and she appears blurry I see her and yet I don't. Amazingly even after spending an entire day with me introducing her to the faculty and the other staffers she still wanted to hang with me as she said. I also intro'd her to the lunch ladies and janitors which I threw in just in case she wanted to eat school food or was ever in need of a quick cleaning. She was always looking at me though, her eyes were deep and piercing sometimes her look seemed to pace straight through me. I though maybe she was a little different herself. But I soon found out that she when not standing near me was nearly unmistakable from the rest of them. In fact I don't think anyone even paid attention to the fact that I was with her.
Well a few weeks past, she called me late one night not that I go to bed early or anything like that but she said she wanted to talk to me. That was kinda funny cause usually when we were together I was the one doing all the talking. This would be the first time she actually participated in what until now I imagined was a friendship. Maybe ten minutes or so passed since I hung up the phone I heard a tapping at my widow which was odd for two reasons one: my room was three stories up and two: my room faced a cliff. I went to the window and there perched nimbly on the ledge was she smiling with that deep look in her eyes.
Those eyes were focus on me but not just any part of me my clothes, she licked at her lips and said. "Well what are we going to do about these!" she never asked a question that she expected an answer for. She reached out her fingers quickly released my buttons from their bonds. "This won't do at all... what else do you have in your closet!" she darted away from me opening my closet doors before the blouse touched the floor. "My word child you have so many wonderful garments might I borrow some and in return I will make it so you are seen as you wish to be!" I wasn't quite sure what to make of her remark after all she burst into my room robbed my of my clothes leaving me bare and open for any who entered to see. And now again she looked at me this time deep within my eyes so deep was her stare I hardly noticed she had somehow stood before me. Her chest to mine embracing my open palms lightly strobing her fingers across mine until locked in a final lattice. Her breath sweet and savory her words just as tempting and my only reply was "Yes..." the room went black but not before I felt her lips on mine.
