keep the story going...

[jessealess]

ok..., i figuered that it was about time i posted a topic so...

i'm sort of taking the idea of the 1 sentence/3 words per post thing, but instead of it being a sentence...i will start a story & see what happens...    so here goes...this not serious in any way...just keep the story going...


the silent man, dreary & exhausted, rejects any possible emotion over the horrid events he's forced to bear witness to.  he feels the weight of his captors' piercing stares as the ground turns red, bleeding it's wretched stench of decay. 

[jessealess]

he is ushered along a narrow stone walkway towards a lone silhuette.  seconds become minutes.  minutes become hours. hours become unbearable until finally, he is left standing before this ominous stranger.

[Ea, Lord of the Depths]

the stranger is carrying something, his face is not clear.
what could he be holding, what is this silhouette of an object? should it serve as the mans demise?
time will tell.
bound by the hands and feet he is dragged into a large black truck, hours pass by and the truck finally comes to a stop.

[Ea, Lord of the Depths]

the man is released.
nothing but open space lies before him.
The truck is gone, and the stranger is too.
trees begin shifting back and forth.
shadows protrude from their branches and strange colours seep from the grasses.
the sky is shifting and swirling, the sun bears a horrific face with a mouth gilded by razor teeth, and a malicious grin.
the ground as he walks feels as if it is sinking beneath him.
feeling so weak, but afraid to fall down.
Afraid the ground will swallow him.
he lumbers reluctantly further.

[ZREH ECRAM]

not knowing what is happening he wounders on.

he begins to hear sounds. human or beast?

he slows down his pace yet still afraid of dieing.

[Ea, Lord of the Depths]

seeing no hope in the future, and no reason to keep going, he lets himself fall.
he slips through the earth and into a blinding whirwind of psychedelia.
he awakes several hours later on his couch, and then decided not to take 3 purple blotters of LSD anymore.

He got off the couch and went to the bathroom.

[ZREH ECRAM]

as the man begins to pee he feels a sharp pain.

he looks down and sees nothing.

he begins to look around and sees things that are not his.

and a blood trail that had followed him

[Ea, Lord of the Depths]

from falling down and waking up again, he had forgotten about the drug, it reached its ultimate peak as two arms pulled him beneath the floor.
now in hell, running but getting nowhere, he begins to pick at his skin in a desperate attempt to remove the parasites of demons that try to burrow in his flesh

[ZREH ECRAM]

with no luck he begins to feel a wierd sensation
all over his body

[jessealess]

he continued this rollercoaster of the senses, (waves of pain & numbness--delirium & suffocation), for a thousand days it seemed. then with a very sudden & abrupt halt, an intensely bright flash of light emanated from everywhere around him, growing in intensity as it engulfed him.  at the same time, a drone-like sound grew louder & louder in his ears like a swarm of bees approaching from a distance.  eventually, the light became so bright & the noise so loud that, coughing up what felt like his final reserves of strength,  he let out a bellowing roar filled with all of his fruastration, pain, horror, & agony.  then...........darkness.  complete & utter darkness.  the noise was gone, too.  realizing that his eyes were closed, he slowly opened them to find himself in a large & spacious bright room.  the walls were covered in white tile as was the floor.  rows of flourescent bars hung from the ceiling.  he lay on a cold flat metal table just long enough so that his feet were somewhat dangling over the edge.  all around him were 20 more tables identical to his arranged 10 per side so that they formed a narrow walkway down the center of the room.  at the one of the ends of this walkway stood a plain metal door with a single pull-type handle.  on each table was an elongated black bag with a single metal zipper extending lengthwise down the center. 

[jessealess]

He layed there without moving, his eyes fixed on the ceiling directly above him.  Images flickered across his mind of that dark, strange & ominous figure standing in front of him but as hard as he tried, he could not form a clear picture. 

The quiet emptiness of the room was then softly interupted by the distant sound of footsteps.  They steadily grew louder & louder & finally stopped just opposite the metal door.  As the door opened, a young woman somewhere in her mid twenties entered into the brilliant white room & decisively approached his table. 

There was no response when he asked her who she was, where he was, or what he was doing here.  No response at all as she prepped a syringe contaning a clear liquid.  His first thought was to resist but he quickly found it very difficult to move.  The needle firmly pierced his arm just below the bicep with a quick jolt.  A hot, burning sensation rushed up his arm & into his shoulder as the woman pressed down on the plunger.  He felt a wave of numbness & disorientation pass throughout his entire body.  He managed to lock eyes with the woman.  Her dark green eyes stared blankly back at him beneath her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail that just barely reached the base of her neck.  They stared at each other for a moment as the room slowly faded to black.

[Qucifer]

he awakens, relieved to know that the past experience was a dream.  he finds he is missing his right hand.   this is normal and the man is adept at drawing with his left.  he also finds a pack of chewing gum in his pack.  odd, onl his e=dead side kick chewed gum.  perplexed he...

[Crowley: A blithe on your soul]

Walked quickly to the door, before he reached for the handle he checked himself once over.
He reached again into his pocket , a quick flutter of pain and blackness endowed his vision and the falling began again.

[ZREH ECRAM]

when he had finally lost all hope.

he came down with a slam!

sniffing the air he caught an whiff of his grandma's old meat loaf.

[Qucifer]

he realized he hadn't eaten in a long fucking time, so he picked up a spoon 

GET OUT!

and ate what he thought was meat loaf...