[i]
I pounded on the walls wondering if anyone outside could hear me. The pounding slowly became kicking and screaming which has evolved into slamming my body as I ran the length of the room into the wall. Over and over I would continuously smash my entire shoulder into the wall. Yet, nothing was coming of it other than an enormous pain erupting in my sides. My bones were getting tender and the wall just laughed at my stupidity in trying to break free of this cage. I leaned against the bullied wall with my back to it. I almost didn't trust turning my back on it after I had tortured this damned thing for it might start to torture me. Staring into the dim lighting of this chamber, thoughts emerged in my mind. Before I could finish my thought process, a figure emerged from the dimmest part of the scarcely lit room.
It's footsteps echoed across this vast darkness. All fell silent went it stopped. All but my accelerated heart rate. Reaching four hundred fifty beats per minute, I could hear nothing but my internal double bass drum. A sharp pain in my neck has began as quickly as the pain in my bones and muscles ceased to exist. The double bass drum slowly fell to the standard beat that we all experience on a daily basis. Then it fell to a slower beat than that. Motionless and almost unconscious. there was little I could do. My eyes rolling around the room, I noticed the figure get closer. It was something I had seen before, but where? It seemed furry. It seemed short and furry. Full of warmth and love. I noticed all of this before I fainted.
I heard a low vibration as I slowly came to. I wasn't leaning against the undamaged wall anymore. I wasn't near it. I had bars all around me. I surveyed the lot more in a panic. A pool of blood was trembling beneath my feet by the vibrations of a cell phone lying in it. I looked up into the hellish blindness of high wattage light bulbs. I quickly looked down squinting. Thinking back to the blood, I checked to see if it was mine. I tasted no iron in my mouth and felt no pain elsewhere. I raised my hand to my head to wipe my brow of sweat under this heat. At that instant, the cell phone hollered high-pitched dissonance irritating my ears and causing the lights to flicker. Maybe it was just my eyes that began to tweak at such an awful pitch. I fell to my hands and knees landing in the pool of blood snatching at the cell phone to stop this screaming. Before I could even touch it, something outside the cage had exploded. I couldn't see what it was, which was strange with all the lights above me. It was as if I had blackout curtains all around me, and a blitzkrieg were going on. Just a few inches separated the explosions and what I assumed to be blinding lights from me. The noise finally stopped, or maybe I had fallen deaf. I screamed just to hear myself. Before I could let out a faint yelp, I was shocked numb. Motionless and speechless, I lie here paralyzed awaiting my death.
[ii]
I opened my eyes to see my legs chained to several others. That's all I could see. Seven or eight of us linked by our legs with the candle light in the center of our circle. All of us had a corner or two full of drool. Most of us had come to, but there were still a few that were still seeing stars. My jaw popped if I opened it to far and my ankle creaked if I moved it around. Maybe that was the chains. I could really only move my eyes around, as if my neck were locked in one spot. I surveyed the other people here-- not one of us alike at first glance. Maybe there was something deeper.
As the last few came round, the rest of us could move a little more than just a few bones. I would like to think I was the third person to open his eyes again. The two that I saw speaking with their eyes, or screaming, were forming sentences again. I haven't tried, nor was I about to. The person on my left, he started to stand dragging me with him. My involuntary jump to the feet was followed by the rest of them. I was either the second from the back, or the second from the front. Their were no decisions on which side was the front for none of us could really talk.
The loudspeaker roared from all sides, "It would be wise to establish a leader," then silenced itself. It was the most beautiful female voice I had heard. She sounded like heaven and left my ears ringing with sweetness. After it was completely silent, there was mumbling and grumbling, only few complete words. The person on my left that had stood up was calming everyone down and trying to get them to shush. After everyone quieted down, he pleaded that everyone that wanted to be a leader raise their hands. It seemed he was taking charge, but he didn't raise his hand. The two at the opposite end me violently raised their hands. This man attached at my ankle told them to pick a number between one and one hundred. Whoever was closest was to gain the role of leadership.
"Forty-nine!"
"Fifty-one!"
The so far man in charge was sighing in discontentment. You both got it. It was fifty. Let's try again, but on a scale of one to ten.
Instantly, both men screamed "Eight!" simultaneously.
The man on my left fell to his knees almost in tears saying that's exactly what I was thinking. He pondered other strategies out loud. "Rock, paper...no. Election...no. Eenie meanie miney..." he paused, "NO!"
Both men staring each other dead in the eye both mutter the exact same words to the group. "I pick you. No...you!" Pausing in confusion, they look at the man on my left and holler for him to be the leader. The man to my left backs up in hesitation and I start to follow him involuntarily again. It wasn't until now, I noticed I had been mouthing the same things as he.
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