It has been serveral days now that I have been held up here. I can not risk to go out, the Ice Crystals are watching me. If I should let on that I know the way out, I will surely die. This is torture, all they do all day is show me photos of frozen people. They keep the temperate around freezing which causes me endless hours of shivering. I am just glad that I wore a heavy coat that day I went out….
I can not feel my toes any more. All I have is a numb feeling towards the end of my feet. Oh well, who needs toes anyways? All they do is serve you pain when ever you stub them or drop a large object on them. At least now if I were to drop a rock on my right pinky toe I would not feel it and probably not even notice the blood much. I would probably miss the gangrene as it set in and took over my body…
But they are beautiful, so symmetric in every way. I could stare for hours at their crystaline bodies. Actually I have stared for hours at them. There is not much else to do here, besides watching the photos of frozen humans. I have counted the hairs on my arms at least 20 times. At first, I was amazed at the number I came to, but I have since taken it for granted…
A Ice Crystal child fell in the pit today, right beside me. In an effort to show my captors that I was to be trusted I picked up the child so I could hand it to the approaching guards. I was horrified when the child melted in my hands into water. The guards stopped and just stared as the water dripped through my hands and fell to the ground. I remember hearing a sharp piercing sound from above me as if something was in pain. But all this was before I went suspiciously unconcious…
They have stopped feeding me. I think it is time to leave. I lean against the walls of my prison and it melts away. It opens upon a winter swept landscape where white is the only recognizable color. The wind is blowing furiously and makes even the sky look white. I have to tread through this to escape. I make my escape, in fact I get several hundred yards from where I was imprisoned before I fall over from exhaustion…
All of a sudden I am once again awake. I notice that now everything is black, where once everything had been white. The wind no longer houls, there is a never ending silence. This is even more boring than my previous imprisonment. I wonder where I am…
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