Mythical Rising

2

Humanities crime 2

I was tired up and gaged with some kind of strange rope and thrown into the back of a van. It was strange in that every time I moved it tightened up. I couldn’t see my bindings. My arms were behind my back. But every move made them get tighter.

The van drove sensibly. No excessive revving of the engine. Smooth left and right turn. Easy breaking no sudden stops. After being in the back of the van for so long I started to get drowsy. It was an effort to stay awake. My mind worked overtime though. Fear and confusion making sleep impossible. It felt like we had been driving for at least six hours but not having a watch or the sun to look at I had no idea. Eventually the va stopped and the driver’s door opened and closed.

The back doors didn’t open for minutes. I got to my feet and thought about making my escape. When the doors opened I was going to run at the man hopefully knocking him down. Then run. Run as fast as I could for as long as I could.  My plan changed when the doors opened.

The second the doors opened I was confronted with ten heavenly armed men. They were armed with guns batons and poles with nooses on like what dog catches use. I froze and waited for them to speak. The man who had kidnapped me wasn’t there. One of the men stood in front of me wearing full black body armor all the men wore this as well.

“Get out. Nice and easy.”

His voice sounded like it came from a speaker in his helmet. It had a slight static sound to it. Like white noise over the top of it. Slowly I stepped out. The second I was out I was shoved roughly and made to walk towards a cliff. Looking around I saw nothing except fields and country side except for their ginormous cliff.

I was marched to a cave entrance. Constantly being told.

“Keep moving. Don’t try anything.”

They never said anything about what was going on or where I was. Over and over they pushed me like I was walking too slow. Once we entered the cave the light dimmed. There was no obvious way to go. One of the men went to a wall and did something I couldn’t see. Then with a huge rumble a chunk of the wall moved and a large metal box revealed itself.

“Get in.”

I walked in and so did my guards. The wall closed up again. As soon as the wall closed the box moved. It was like being in a lift. Movement was obvious but not downward but back. Moving further into the cliff. Then after what I thought was around thirty seconds the movement stopped and the wall opened up again.

What I saw scared me even further. A hall of doors. Doors on the left and right. They were bared doors like a prison.

“Move.”

Again encouraged to walk with a hard push. The hall was short and poorly lit. As I walked I looked into the cells. What I saw destroyed everything I thought I knew about the world. Some of the rooms had huge green men some had smaller green men. Some had normal-looking men but aged to some unimaginable age. Long white beards and hair with their hands in a kind of box. In one room there looked to be a unicorn. On and on they went. None spoke but all looked sad and beaten. We came to a room with the door open.

“Get in.”

At this point, I realized I was in some serious shit. Trouble didn’t cover the situation. It looked like I was never going to see the light of day again for what reason I didn’t know. The man had called me Elf. But how can that be true? None of my family had ever hinted that I was anything other than human. As I hesitated I was shoved in the back. The shove was so forceful I fell over. The second I was down the door clanged shut.

“Get up and back up to the bars.”

Jesus Christ could I just have a minute. My face had broken my fall and I was now in a bit of discomfort. Standing up with my hands tied is hard. It felt like I wasn’t me and my body moved and did as it was told. When I had walked backwards to the barred door my hands were grabbed and the ropes slackened and slid around my wrists like a snake. Then the one in my mouth did the same.

“Move forward. Make yourself at home. It is now your home. Haha.”

The men seemed to be enjoying locking me up. Why would someone do this to me? I never hurt anyone or broke a law. What were those things in the other cells?

The guards walked off back down the hall shouting the odd obscenities to the other prisoners. None of them said anything back. I heard the lift thing at the end of the hall working.

I was alone. So I took in my surroundings. A stone wall with no seems like it had been carved out of the rock. My cell was about ten feet from side to side front to back. There was a basic toilet and a small single bed chained to the wall. It had a thin mattress on it like it had been worn down by year’s of use. I sat down on it and put my head in my hands. I didn’t cry I was too shocked as to what was happening. While I sat and tried to get myself together voices started up around me in the other cells.

“Anyone know the Elf?”

“No. Never seen him before.”

“He looks like he doesn’t know what’s going on.”

“Haha I bet he was one that they tried to hide with humans.”

“Fucking dumb Elves.”

They went on and on. Before one voice called to me. A soft feminine voice.

“Hey Elf. Where you from.”

Do I answer this girl honestly or keep quiet. I can’t see what harm it will cause if I talk to her maybe I can find out what is going on.

“Nottingham. Where are we?”

“Oh one of the old families.”

“No just a normal one. Why does everyone keep calling me Elf?”

“Because that’s what you are.”

“No I’m not. They have made a mistake. Elves aren’t real.”

“Oh and I’m not an Orc.”

What the fuck was she on about? An Orc. They don’t exist either. My mind was not coping with this. Everything was going fussy. Not like passing out but nothing was making sense. Why are people going on about Orcs and Elves? I’m  in a nut house or it’s a bad dream.

“No not a but house or bad dream. A prison.”

I heard a voice but not with my ears. It was in my head and not my own voice. A man’s voice but in my head. Well that’s it I have lost my mind and I have been locked up for the safety of the public. That’s fine then I will just sit here and wait for my medicine.

“No your not mad. I can talk to you telepathically. It’s one of my talents.”

Yep I’m definitely mad. Now I am hearing voices in my head. That’s it I will just lay down and sleep when I wake up all will be back to normal.

“No it won’t.”

I lost my temper and started shouting.

“Right whoever is in my head get out and get out now. I don’t like it. Stop it stop it stop it.”

I went on and on. The others started shouting back at me but I couldn’t make out what they said. I just kept going on shouting then screaming then. Then I passed out.