15 Confession 5.1

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Why is it so hot? I feel like I can't breathe. And god what is that nauseating stench? Sulfur? I look around through the darkness noticing a light flickering. Wanting to know what it is I hold my breath and walk towards it. The sound of my footsteps echo in the empty dark corridor. I pick up speed now running as I become more nervous. My breath now heavy with each step as it grows increasingly hotter. Unable to keep going I collapsed on what feels like cold marble flooring. Wishing for a cool draft I lay my head on the ground praying for anything to ease the discomfort of the heat. As I lay there in the silence; I could hear Yelling and the sounds of screams coming from beyond the light. I recoiled a little afraid of the sudden awareness of the noise. Voices speaking calmly but roughly could be heard as whispers amongst the noise. I lay holding my breath desperate to to hear what is being said. I close my eyes shutting myself in complete darkness. Who is it? What are they saying? My heart pounded in my ears. The voices became clearer speaking in another language it almost sounded like Abyssal. Abyssal was used by demons. Panic filled me now, my eyes shot open where was I? The voices grew louder and the tongue changed I could understand them. Could I have been mistaken at first?

"He's dead your majesty! A groggy yet load voice said. But it va..va.. vanished with him sir! He said as if afraid to utter the words."

"SEARCH THE THREE PLAINS FIND IT! IT HAS TO BE MINE! GO NOW. I WILL HAVE THAT WEAPON." A deep menacing sounding voice shouted in anger.

"There master, it's hiding in the darkness it lays on the ground." A crackling rapidly voice said. A long red rotten finger appeared out from near the light of a door way; it was pointing down the corridor. Pointing at me.

I recoiled backwards. I was not weapon, what was going on? I screamed as flames blazed around me and a hands reach out out grabbing out at me.

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"No!" I scream out. Jumping up. My heart is racing. I clutch at my chest trying to calm myself as I look around the dark room. I Attempt to move my legs to get up when I realize the weight on top on my lap. Reaching down my hand intertwines in strands of something soft and smooth. It shifts and stirs under my hand. I freeze, hearing a low groggy yawn. My hand drops to my lap, Ben's eyes glisten in the dark like cat eyes meeting mine.

"Finally." I hear the whispered concern in his voice. His hand grabs my wrist and looks at his watch. I remain quiet while watch. "Your heart rates a little fast." Concern still in his eyes.

I pull my wrist back gently. "Well with the nightmare I just had it only makes since it's a little fast. " I say trying to laugh it off and lighten the mood. However; he becomes more concerned.

"Want to talk about it?" I shake my head.

"I don't even understand it, so no point in stressing over it." He looks at me I can tell hes un convinced. "Where are we I say looking around? He stands walks around the bed walking to the door and flicks on the light. Nearly blinded I swear under my breath as I curl under the covers to shield my eyes. I here him chuckle. Slowly I come out from under the covers getting a good look. Obviously I wasn't in my dorm. No way he would have been let in. It's also not the monastery the walls are sheet rock covered in white wall paneling. Where was this. I got up looking out the window on the right side of the room. It was Freya. I could tell from the mountains. Suddenly I feel something heavy draped over my shoulders. I reach up grabbing the blanket Ben had wrapped around me. I look at it then him and notice his face is red as he leans against the window. I look down noticing I'm in only undergarments. I quickly grab it and pull it tightly around me.

"Sorry thought sleeping in the robes covered in blood and dirt would be uncomfortable and nauseating for when you woke up. He says not daring to look at me. "As for your question this is my place. You didn't think I actually lived at the monastery twenty-four seven did you? I froze embarrassed a little I had indeed thought he lived at the monastery. In fact I assumed all the masters did. It's where Briggs said he always stayed. Did he have another home a secret life he didn't want me to know. I press my lips hard together. Ben begins laughing , "Alright so you did."

"Sorry," I mumble sheepishly. He shrugs it off. "Ummm do you have something I can change into?" I ask hoping I don't sound like a pest.

"Well there is your school uniform."

I can't help frowning to his words, "Right my uniform where's my bag?" God last thing I wanted was to be wearing that uncomfortable thing all night. Then again here I am assuming I was staying all night. Maybe I should change and go home.

God your easy to read tonight." He begins to laugh again, pushing off the wall he strolls over to the far end of the room where there is a door. Opening it I here a pop and a light flicks on. I watch as I here rummaging. When he returns he hands me a long black sweatshirt and gray sweat parts with pull strings. "There probably to big but will be comfier then the uniform you seem to hate so much." He smiles at me. "Come," he says waving to me. I follow suit out of the room and out in the hall. I can see we are on the second floor stopping abruptly I bump into him. He looks back as if waiting for me to bitch again. I scowl saying nothing. Opening the door he steps in waving his hand to follow. Entering I am met by the sound of running water. Ben Steps away from the now running shower and opens a linen closet and pulls out a towel and plops it down on top of the clothes in my hand. "You can freshen up in here, I'll go down and make us something to eat I'm sure your hungry." As if right on cue my stomach gurgles loudly as I try to protest. I groan. "It's fine Stacy I'll make food you get cleaned up, I mean unless you need help bathing then just let me know.

"What!" I shout, my mouth gaped open. He laughs closing the door behind him.