My mind is a dark place... (original) (raw)

[	mood	|	amused	]

Here's an excerpt from IDENTITY:

Something awoke within the darkness. For a moment all was empty and still, but that quickly changed as the memories began to fill the space.

Through the eerie fog I saw a dark form, vaguely human yet somehow horrifyingly twisted.
Something moved within the swirling liquid, and somehow my blurred vision began to slowly drift. I struggled to remain awake…but why?

An ear-piercing screech split the air, and I screamed as it wrapped itself around my body, tearing at my arm. My blood sprayed everywhere. I fell over from the weight of the creature on me, and I fought a futile battle to stop it from tearing off my arm.

I tried to scream, but I couldn’t. I tried again, and the sound sounded strange and muffled. Bubbles floated from my mouth, and I realized that I was under water…I fought to reach the surface, to breathe, to live. As I flailed my arms and legs, I hit the smooth cylindrical surface of a thick glass tube. I was trapped…

I screamed again, and realized that I could breathe the strange water. What was going on? Something flashed in my mind, and the pain was too much.

He jabbed at my stomach with the gun. I stood there, cowering, my whole body shaking. Smiling, he told me to sit on the bed.

The image of the man exploded, the shards vanishing within the tube. As blinked, trying to calm myself, I moved forward, trying to see through the thick glass wall. After a moment I could just make out that I was in a very dark room. The only light seemed to come from my tube itself.

Something was strapped to my head. A mask of sorts, with a thick cable protruding from it. Terror gripped me. Where the hell was I? Why was I here? Who was I? I searched through all my new and somehow clear memories, looking for anything that could tell me who I was or what this place was. Nothing…only a handful of painful experiences and some random events.

A brooding and somehow calming presence entered my mind. It tried to sooth my mind, to ease my troubles. Instead, I wanted it out. I pushed it away, but it came back, gently getting through my mental defenses and wrapping itself in my thoughts and body. I brought my legs closer to my body, hugging them. Why couldn’t I just go to sleep? Why was I here? Why me? How long had I been here?

Somehow the thing that had pushed its way into my consciousness sighed, then offered me some knew information. As I took it, closing my eyes and concentrating, more memories flowed into my nearly empty mind. Darceii…that was my name. I was a Nedian woman, and a retired thief. A little older than 18 standard years. As I finished the small amount, more came. Suddenly I decided that I didn’t want to know. I blocked it all, pushing against my small prison with my hands and feet.

I couldn’t talk…

Let me out! Let me out of here!