Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2013 23:51:32 GMT -5
He stumbles on an overgrown root and falls to the ground. He can hear them behind him, Still a little ways back yet too close for comfort. He gets to his feet and begins running once again. The powerful muscles in his legs propelling him away from his enemies. The trail was dark. Not even the full moon shining overhead could break it's barriers. Still he went on as if by instinct. He heard a howl off to the left and was distracted long enough that he almost ran smack into the side of the old cabin. It came as if from out of nowhere. He ducked and made his way around to the front. The door was rotted and barely hanging from it's hinges. The darkness inside was even deeper than that of the forest. He made his way inside, Feeling his way like a blind man along the walls. He ducks in behind a low wall away from any of the windows. He listens closely as they run past the cabin, Missing it completely. He listens as their footsteps get fainter and fainter before making his way back to where the front door was located. Only it wasn't there. He couldn't understand it. He had gone back the exact same way and could not find the door. He was about to go back around the other way when he notices a light red glow emanating from what appears to be a table. Suddenly a voice calls out as if it is inside his head.
Gypsy Queen
You need not worry about those who seek to do you harm. Their search will go on endlessly. Never again will they see the light.
He stares hesitantly as a chair slides out from the table. He walks over as if drawn by some unknown force.
Gypsy Queen
Sit down, There are things I have to tell you. Don't be afraid. I mean you no harm.
Grave Dancer sits down in the chair and slides it in towards the table. On the middle of the table he sees an orb about the size of a softball emitting an eerie red glow. He opens his mouth as if to ask a question when he notices the woman before him. Her long black hair trails to the floor. Her wrinkled face tells of the years she has seen in this world. She points toward him and silences the words before they can escape.
Gypsy Queen
Speak not what is on your mind for it is only the present and the past that it knows. Hear my words and take them to heart. The path that stands before you will take you in many directions. Sometimes that which appears to be one thing may be another. Trust not the words but the actions of those around you. Your path has led you back to this spot for a reason. It is here where your destiny will be realized. You must choose wisely the final path you take.
Suddenly a mist fills the room like a rolling fog coming ashore. He can feel the mist filling his lungs with every breath he takes. His eyes begin to water and he feels like he is floating in mid air. The everything goes black again. Except for the white light he keeps shining in his eyes as some far away voice is speaking in what sounds like a foreign language. He sits up and notices that he is in his Hotel room. The paramedic standing over him turns and yells at his partner.
Paramedic
Forget the paddles he's coming around. Lets get him to the hospital stat.
They pick him up and carry him into the ambulance. The last thing he remembers seeing is the tiny Orb sitting on the table in the middle of his room.
When he wakes up again he is in a hospital room. A television hanging on the wall across the room blares out about war developing in North and South Korea as pictures of injured victims are flashed on the screen. A Nurse walks in with a worried look on her face.
Nurse
It doesn't look good, They say this could turn out to be the big one. China is reportedly talking with the North and who knows where that is going to lead. Anyway, The doctor says you will be good enough to get out of here Tomorrow morning. Your vitals are all good and stable and they can't figure out what it was that sent you into cardiac arrest. They are going to have you see a specialist in a week or if things get worse.
After giving him a pill to help him sleep and adjusting his IV she turned out the light and pulled the curtain around his bed. He closes his eyes and dreams about a small little tent at a fair and the globe used to tell secrets better left kept.
The next time he opens his eyes the same nurse is standing beside him with his discharge papers. He gets dressed and leaves still wondering how in the hell he had ended up there in the first place. After exiting the hospital he hails a cab back to him Hotel room. A nice hot shower and he would be good as new. He opens his door and walks into his room. It is completely dark except for the Red Orb glowing on his table. He turns on the light, Scoops up the Orb and throws it out the door. He picks up his new WCF Contract from the table and an ink pen from the counter. He signs his name and places it into an envelope. He grabs a candle from the drawer and lights it. Sealing the envelope with the wax. He will deliver this one personally..............
Gypsy Queen
You need not worry about those who seek to do you harm. Their search will go on endlessly. Never again will they see the light.
He stares hesitantly as a chair slides out from the table. He walks over as if drawn by some unknown force.
Gypsy Queen
Sit down, There are things I have to tell you. Don't be afraid. I mean you no harm.
Grave Dancer sits down in the chair and slides it in towards the table. On the middle of the table he sees an orb about the size of a softball emitting an eerie red glow. He opens his mouth as if to ask a question when he notices the woman before him. Her long black hair trails to the floor. Her wrinkled face tells of the years she has seen in this world. She points toward him and silences the words before they can escape.
Gypsy Queen
Speak not what is on your mind for it is only the present and the past that it knows. Hear my words and take them to heart. The path that stands before you will take you in many directions. Sometimes that which appears to be one thing may be another. Trust not the words but the actions of those around you. Your path has led you back to this spot for a reason. It is here where your destiny will be realized. You must choose wisely the final path you take.
Suddenly a mist fills the room like a rolling fog coming ashore. He can feel the mist filling his lungs with every breath he takes. His eyes begin to water and he feels like he is floating in mid air. The everything goes black again. Except for the white light he keeps shining in his eyes as some far away voice is speaking in what sounds like a foreign language. He sits up and notices that he is in his Hotel room. The paramedic standing over him turns and yells at his partner.
Paramedic
Forget the paddles he's coming around. Lets get him to the hospital stat.
They pick him up and carry him into the ambulance. The last thing he remembers seeing is the tiny Orb sitting on the table in the middle of his room.
When he wakes up again he is in a hospital room. A television hanging on the wall across the room blares out about war developing in North and South Korea as pictures of injured victims are flashed on the screen. A Nurse walks in with a worried look on her face.
Nurse
It doesn't look good, They say this could turn out to be the big one. China is reportedly talking with the North and who knows where that is going to lead. Anyway, The doctor says you will be good enough to get out of here Tomorrow morning. Your vitals are all good and stable and they can't figure out what it was that sent you into cardiac arrest. They are going to have you see a specialist in a week or if things get worse.
After giving him a pill to help him sleep and adjusting his IV she turned out the light and pulled the curtain around his bed. He closes his eyes and dreams about a small little tent at a fair and the globe used to tell secrets better left kept.
The next time he opens his eyes the same nurse is standing beside him with his discharge papers. He gets dressed and leaves still wondering how in the hell he had ended up there in the first place. After exiting the hospital he hails a cab back to him Hotel room. A nice hot shower and he would be good as new. He opens his door and walks into his room. It is completely dark except for the Red Orb glowing on his table. He turns on the light, Scoops up the Orb and throws it out the door. He picks up his new WCF Contract from the table and an ink pen from the counter. He signs his name and places it into an envelope. He grabs a candle from the drawer and lights it. Sealing the envelope with the wax. He will deliver this one personally..............
