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Date Posted: 14:17:05 12/10/03 Wed In reply to: Kiel'Lora 's message, "Re: ~*~*walking*~*~" on 13:14:45 12/10/03 Wed ~*~*deciding to act on what little information that you had, you slowly moved towards the house. there was nobody outside of it, and you saaw no movement through the partially destroyed door. as you slowly crept up the first few stairs, you noticed a sign- it said 'Blue Star Inn' upon it. an abandoned hotel- likely from before the race that once lived here was wiped out. you ducked in the front door, and looked around. you were in the reception area. all of the furniture had been left where it was, and covered in white sheets. the wooden floor was coated with dust, which was scattered in some areas where people had been walking. some areas even seemed to be places where fights had taken place. the large rug in the center of the floor smelled strongly of alcohol, though you doubted that it was the kind that came in drinks. the entire area was dark, and even if it had been daylight outside, the windows were too filthy to let light in anyways. the desk, you noted, was relatively dust-free. there was a set of stairs leading up to a second level, which was conceiled by a set of double doors. as you slowly explored the first room (being unable to enter others without causing a racket by pushing broken doors off the hinges) you did discover something that supported your idea that somebody was in danger. in one of the corners near the stairs, you found a puddle of blood- quite large, and very fresh. you stooped down and looked at it, discovering a small dart in the center of the puddle. it looked like a tranq, and the needle on its tip was broken off about two thirds of the way up. when your eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness, you managed to get a better look. the blood its self was of a darker, more glossy shade of red than any other blood you had ever seen before. it was a very deep red, nearly black- and it was shimmering. you began to contemplate on that, until your concentration was broken by a scream from above you. keeping your mind where it was, you very slowly crept up the old stairs with your friends close at your side. once at the top, you listened for any movement, and then slowly pushed the door open. you were nearly blinded by the flood of sudden light that hit your eyes. as they adjusted, you dove into the area and took refuge behind another reception area. the walls here had all been painted white, the tile was white, and even the desk that you were hiding under was white. any little bit of light was reflected here, and there was a great deal of light. oil lamps, mostly. when you were sure that nobody had seen you, you slowly stuck your head out and looked around. all of the doors to the numerous hotel rooms had been removed- leading into small chambers that looked like a part of some medical clinic. a very, very twisted medical clinic. you shuddered to think what some of the things that you saw were meant for, seeing that all of them seemed to be large enough to perform its given function while restraining a grown human. everything smelled sterile, though there was dried blood on the floor of some of the rooms. there were, on both sides of the hall, about 12 rooms. both of the rooms at either end had been left with the doors on. one was the normal inn door as it had been, painted white- the other had been expanded into large double doors. you decided to check the first room before the later. slowly traveling towards the door and opening it, you were met with the smell of death. there were about 8 bodies here, some of which were so severely burned and mangles that you could not tell if they were male or female. all of them, regardless, were in white lab coats and pants. you made your way to the least mutilated body, which appeared to be a young woman. without touching her, you slowly examined the body. it appeared that she had slit her own wrists from the way the area looked- all of the bodies were on individual medical beds, where somewhat fresh blood had gathered at their base. it appeared that they had all indeed killed themselves. one of the other bodies was lying on its side, so you went to that one next. you noticed only one unusual thing about it, though- there were 2 holes on its back, one in the middle of its neck, the other between the first hole and the shoulder blades. the skin around the wounds was crisp, as if the flesh had been singed after they were made. you heard another scream, which made you very uneasy when you discovered that one of the beds was empty. you raced silently to the double doors at the far end of the hall, and without a second thought this time, burst through them.*~*~ ~*~*you were both horrified and sickened by what you saw. there were, perhaps 9 people here, men and women both, all dressed in light gray lab coats. they were standing in a circle around a stronger-looking man in a darker shade of gray, who was doing something that you swore was not possible- your mind slowly began to take in what you were seeing. at the center of the group of people, there was a large metal table with a young boy -you assumed between 16 and 18- lying on it, face down. his hands were bound to small poles not too far from the front of the table by thin wire, that was cutting deeply into his wrists. you could not really see his face aside from that it was contorted with severe pain, and that he had hair that reached just past his shoulders and flared out slightly at the tips, colored in a deep black. the blood spilling from his wrists was the same near-black glossy blood that you had seen downstairs. he was wearing only the same white pants that you had seen on the bodies, aas his shirt had been tossed aside, and now lie near the door. there was a bruise the size of a water mellon on his back, and a severe burn going all the way from his right side up his right arm to his elbow. his arms, you noted, were covered in smaller bruises, and welts left by needles. his knickles were nearly digging into the metal table and turning white, as he was probably fighting for his live at the moment. your attention then returned to the people. the man in the darker gray was kneeling on the table with the younger boy, his knee pressed into the small of his back right where the bruise began. he was leaning forward, and holding something over the boy's head- what appeared to be a small drill of sorts. a memory came to you of the holes in the neck of the corpse. that was how they had gotten them..... as your senses began to gather, you could hear the screach of the drill as it tore through the back of the boys neck, and drove its self into the bone just below it. that was what was odd- that it wasnt killing the boy in question. you noted that the second hole, which had fallen between the first one and the shoulder blades, had a wire attached to it, leading to a small container at the base of the table. it was impossible to tell if something was going in or being taken out at this point, but you did not find either idea pleasant. as the idea of wires came to you, you noted that there was an un-godly number of wires hooked up to the poor child- at least 8 going down his spine, one attached to each of his fingers and toes, several in the veins in his arms, and one going into each side of the juggular vein in his neck. he screamed again, bringing you back to reality. the people had not yet noticed you were there- probably because the drill was so loud. you heard a sickening crack, and then the small drill was removed from his neck, and another wire attached via a long needle that rested in the newly made hole. as the man in gray climbed off of the boys back, you noted that the boy seemed to be driven into some sory of half-coma..... then realized that the last wire added had preceded a shot to his left arm that had been filled with a blue liquid that likely left him that way. with the drill gone, you could hear that his breath was very labored. then you were discovered, as the man in deep gray turned to get something from a cabinet near the door. the others turned to stare as well, as for a while, the only sound was a light beeping from one of the monitors in the room. the apparent leader was the first to speak, as he stepped forward. you noted that he still had the drill in his hands.*~*~ what the hell do you think you are doing in here?! this is a private facility! ~*~*he turned back to the bruised and beaten boy leaying behind him, then turned to look at you.*~*~ ....you have seen too much.... ~*~*you werent sure what happened, but you found yourself jumping out of the way of three lightning bolts fired from a few of the lesser 'doctors' in light gray- two of which were felame, the other male. the remaining doctors, aside from their 'boss' were 4 males, 2 females. the boss also appeared to be a mage. those who were left all grabbed whatever was nearest, most of which were tools and instrunments that you could not identify. this was going to get ugly...... you decided that you needed perhaps two or three of them alive in order to free the boy, and then to explain what was going on here.*~*~ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| Re: ~*~*walking*~*~ | Cye | 14:17:07 12/10/03 Wed |
| Re: ~*~*walking*~*~ | Kiel'Lora | 17:56:50 12/10/03 Wed |
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