Zapp...
Breathing heavily
Still exhausted as I start to stand every fibre of my body aches. As the horror I was blessed with prior, took heavy toll on me.
A boy as common as me was pited against literal godly beings. Even my next breath wasn't so sure. Yet still I breath not sure for how long though ? But my luck was in for some serious praise. How can a door for my escape opens right in front of me? Though the path was suspicious still it saved me I am nothing but thankful for it.
But leave the gratitude for tommorow me. For now I have to figure out where I ended up. Barely standing after mustering every ounce of strength. As the sorry body of mine worked itself to exhaustion to protect even a piece of my life if possible . But in return it managed to safkeep whole me.
Opening eyes and securing vision was first thing to do. But still the land on which my feet dragged them by themselves seemed rather soft. Still hesitatingly moving forward was the only thing I could do. It was a narrow path or the constricted vision resulted the perception of path being narrow. It was pitch dark but only certain number of rays managed to pierce the the darkness. Not because it was managed to breakthrough. But it only passed because the darkness allowed it as if it was living comprising of sentience. This not so ordinary happening fastened the rate of heart beats audible enough to be heard outside the cage where it was kept captive to prolong my life. Yet the very symphony of life sounded pure horror in that passage. After walking a considerable distance as we approached the place which seeemed as if it was end of darkness.
Every thing lit up blinding me for a second. To be able to see in that light swallowing darkness even my developed Nocturnal vision didn't help. But the sudden projection of light stunned me for a couple of second. After adjusting to blinding lights I managed to catch the veiw. It was a barren passage with a humongous door in front of me. I was at the middle of the door as the ridge of both halves met and the path was closed. The place was so quiet as if there was not even a trace. That once this place was inhabited. Flabbergasted by the size of door I wasted no time to look around me to gain even a hint of where the hell that warp like fissure dropped me. I looked frantically around but the efforts were of no avail. Because the once narrow passage now surmised infinte darkness in it as all the direction where my eyes went except door. There was not a hint of hair as everything was engulfed in darkness. Giving up on grasping the situation and acting forward would be the best course of action. As place as desolate as this surely harbours deeper secrets.
I moved forward after resting for a while looking around. But even before and even now there was a creepy feeling thriving within me from start. I overlooked it by associating that feeling with current predicament. But to my surprise it held more sinister reason behind it. Clarification of such feelings is a must when one doesn't know a jack about what went on. I closed my eyes and tried to trace the feeling by guiding my consciousness along with it. It was not an wizardic method as to search within one. One must simply become nothing. What lefts behind is the crux of problem.
Me trying my best to imitate an sage lost in self analysis, I started tracing the feeling of unease even an beginner like me could tell the presence of disharmony within my state of mind. In the realm of nothingness I could see a line of dark red colour which peirced the lower of spiritual self. As soon as I comprehended the fact that it stemmed from the mushy ground on which I stand. I shouted till my lungs went dry.
A scream echoed following with arythmic panting
To my horror the mushy ground on which I am standing was flayed skin stitched together. The uncanny softness was questionable at starting too but due to lack of sight this horrifying sight was overlooked. After panicking enough till I realised any more wailing than this is just pure waste of energy. The bumps in my path earlier were actually concentrated skin near joints. The skin visible to eyes was definitely of a foreign living thing as to where I live I never heard or saw. About a abomination with gray-ash like skin but the embroidery skill of the one who made stitches is definitely praiseworthy. What an seamless craftsmanship that made me confuse flayed skin for a soft road. There were multiple of them woven into a giant carpet which span as far as the darkness around me. I marched forward with little courage I had. How even I had that even after this shitty development I don't know. Maybe you can account it with my ridiculously clinging to life.
Towards the door I go!
As I walked forward towards the only thing which gave an starnded human a sense in midst of nonsense was the fact that opening doors leads us to new rooms, housing or luckily to the exit. Excited me thought for a second that to access the space guarded by door on must open it. Thats the common sense but now as I am getting closer to the so called door it keeps on increasing in size. At start from the point of lights on event I could see only bottom of door. Even at that time I couldn't possibly see the complete door.
There were several questions that sprang within me but to deny the absurdness and not to doubt only sensible thing which could possibly be answers to my prayers. I walked toward the direction while fighting an inner battle with my thoughts. While passing to the door I even saw the eye of the so called misfortunate being which was the material of some artistic experiment. The structure of that eye like organ didn't made any sense as if the carpet of falyed skin made more sense.
It took me hours to reach the door. I was so exhausted that I can collapse at any time. Now as I see the door closely the more I see the more bewildered I get. If there's a door this big then there's definitely a possibility of being capable of using it and even thinking about that fact made mummified as I am not ready for another spiral of horrifying event.
As I was thinking that the door opened. Even the opening of door produced way wind so strong that it peeled a layer or two of carpet skin. Luckily I didn't got caught in the waves of wind otherwise getting shredded as soon as I grasped hope was definitely on my bucket list..