Into the Darkness | By : Talael Category: G through L > Inkheart Views: 1804 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Her eyes flickered open. The darkness was so complete she wasn’t sure that her eyes really were open, but as the room slowly came into focus and the blackness faded the memories came flooding back and she realised she was there, in that village. The room was freezing and she could feel the cold creeping up through her body from the stone floor. As her eyes adjusted to the gloom she could make out the stone steps leading upwards. She blinked, hoping to chase away the visions that were clouding her head but she couldn’t dispel the images of blood and the sounds of screaming that invaded her mind, playing over and over again. She could still see the inside of the Church; it was burned forever into her memory. She would never forget the hellish nightmare that had played out when Basta had taken her there the second time. Suddenly, she heard voices above her tearing her away from her personal nightmare, too indistinct to make out but close enough to send a bolt of fear through her heart. She heard the sound of a heavy, metal bolt being drawn back and the door was violently thrown open. The sudden brightness streaming down the stairs into the tiny cellar nearly blinded her. She screwed her eyes up tight telling herself that this was all some hideous dream but try as she might, she couldn’t pretend the footsteps thudding heavily on the stairs were anything other than Basta coming for her. Lisa shrank back against the wall as he came towards her, that sadistic smile still playing on his lips. She tried to cry out as he grabbed her roughly by her hair and dragged her to her feet but she couldn’t form any sounds. Terror had gripped every inch of her body and she could barely move, let alone talk. Basta didn’t say a word as he pulled her up the stairs and out of the cellar into the main house above. He threw her onto a chair, turned to face her and casually leaned back onto the counter-top. Lisa looked around the room trying to take it all in. The kitchen was bright and airy compared to the cellar she had woken up in. She could see the living room through an archway to her left but more importantly the door leading to the outside was on her right, behind Basta. There was no sign of anyone else in the house. She remained where Basta had thrown her, too scared to move. “So, here we are. It’s just me and you, my lovely.” He smiled superciliously as he looked her up and down. “You’re my little bitch now. Capricorn thought I’d be the best one to teach you how to behave properly. You’ll soon learn with me around.” Lisa didn’t respond; she just kept staring into those cold, mocking eyes. Basta stood there staring right back until Lisa wilted under his gaze and looked away. “What’s happened to Shelly?” She asked tremulously not wanting to know the answer but needing to hear it at the same time. The smile never left Basta’s lips as he continued to fix that icy-blue stare on her and said in a low, sarcastic tone “What do you think happened to her? Guess you never saw that much blood before seeing as how you passed out. But you’ll get used to it in time; you might end up enjoying it too.” He moved towards her and sat on the arm of the chair Lisa had been unceremoniously thrown into and slowly stroked her cheek bringing his lips to her ear. “I liked hearing you scream. I’m gonna enjoy making you scream like that again and again.” Lisa felt her insides freeze as she whipped her head around and looked straight into Basta’s eyes. She didn’t want to know now, didn’t want to hear what she had led her friend into. She wanted to plead with him to let her go but she knew it was pointless. She could feel the tears burning her cheeks as she could no longer hold them back. As she tried desperately to pull away, to get away from what He was going to say, Basta grasped her hair at the nape of her neck holding her with a grip so strong that she couldn’t do anything but look straight into those psychotic eyes. The sickening, evil smile never faded as Basta brushed his lips against Lisa’s ear again, almost lovingly, and whispered in a soft voice, “I enjoyed feeding Shelly to my dogs.”
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