Illuminating Touch
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The only warning Celestial had that someone was behind her was the low whisper of fabric stretching before a hand clamped over her mouth with excruciating force.
"Don't move and don't scream or I will hit your pressure points and then you will be begging me to kill you." The voice of the man was a low hoarse whisper and his hands had her pinned to her front door.
"Open the door." He ordered.
She complied not trusting herself because right now all she wanted to do was scream.
A LOT!..
"You're going to do exactly what I say right?" He asked it rhetorically of course.
She nodded and he pushed the door open and with one of his hands still clamped around her mouth nudged her into her house.
The hallway that lead into her living room was up the hall to the right and to the left was her kitchen. Take a right passing the kitchen and you would enter the dining room.
Take the left and you would enter her room.
He pushed her down the hall and lead her into the living room.
"I'm going to remove my hand and you're not going to scream right?"
She nodded and he removed his hand. She was shaking all over and it took all her
power not to faint.
Her brown hair shrouded her eyes and her hazel eye's looked up into her fugitives face
with fear and shock.
About 5' 9" and looked to be in his mid-thirties he had black hair and black eyes to match
he dressed in faded out blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He was well-built and had a grizzly
beard.
"Do you know someone named David Michael Grey?" he asked.
David! How does he know my connection with David?
David in his early 40s and head of the billion Dollar business of over sea trade.
He helped countries in bad shape also, worked for the biggest CIA and FBI Drug busts also,
She was his personal assistant and was now officially late for work. Her first time.she thought numbly.
"No, I've never heard the name before." her voice wavered slightly and she cursed herself silently.
He pushed her to a sitting position on the couch and she hit the brown leather with a "whoosh".
His face said she was a liar and what he said next answered her silent questions.
"I know you're lying, I've been watching your daily life for a month you don't get out much do you?"
When she didn't answer back he grinned and sat down on her $80 glass able and looked straight at her.
"I'm going to get answers and I'm going to get them now!" He ordered no longer the patient man before.
His out burst was so out of the blue that celestial actually screeched a little bit.
"I.. really.. don't know." her voice was shaking with fake innocence that she hoped he would believe.
The room was growing in tension and his direct stare was making her feel like he could see what she was thinking in her head.
"Tell me what you know and we won't have to get physical understand?" he said blankly.
"I'm not telling you anything you prick you can go rot in hell!"
While he had been staring into her eyes she had pulled out her "only for emergency" pepper spray.
She sprayed half the bottle into his eyes and ran for the door jumping over the now worthless glass table.
"You wench!" He grabbed her ankle and threw her against the wall making the air go out of her lungs with a "whoosh".
The back of her head starting thudding and her heart was skipping the vital beats she lived on.
The world is spinning or is the world going down a giant toilet? Celestial thought.
She remembered the guy and her violent ordeal and started to fumble for the spray can and saw it half was across the floor.
She thumped the floor with her fists and stumbled to her feet with the world still spinning and ran up her stairs.
"Get back here!" He was running to the stairs and she didn't want to be one of the stupid girls who fell on the stairs to her death.
She skipped 4 stairs at a time and made it to the top in a flurry the only room that was upstairs was a guest bedroom and the only exit was a window..
She ran down the tiny hall and burst through the door causing it to hit the wall with a huge bang.
The room was never used except when a friend would need a place to crash. The walls were a light yellow and the linen was printed with exotic trees and flowers.
What to do what to do..... YES! She looked towards the window and decided it was the only way.
She ran to the window, unlocked it, and then all she had to do was climb out. Wait a second...
she ran back to the door and locked it dragged a dresser in front of it with inhuman strength and briskly walked back to the window.
I really do NOT want to do this... maybe I can just hide...
"OPEN THE DOOR!" the sound of his voice had her climbing out the window and that's when she realized she was really high up..
Breath Celestial Breath....
She scanned for a soft spot to land and seeing nothing she panicked.
"OPEN THE DOOR LAST WARNING!" came his voice but it sounded more beastly now..
That's when things started to get blurry but I'll try to tell it, the way I remember it...
The door banged open and there he was but he looked um different REALLY different.. let me explain...
He had white hair and blue eyes now.. and a robe and a staff thingy. It was glowing and so was he! He stood there for a second
and then seeing me he shouted something that made me really want to give up! and i was about to but you see there
was this voice in my head saying "Jump you'll make it trust me." and that's what I did I jumped and I landed and I looked up and
there he was looking down on me then he joined me on the ground and then, a ball of lighting caused that's what
it looked like it appeared on his hand and I screamed and then it went blank....
The last thing I heard was, kind of, jumbled up but I know what he was saying....
She..couldn't.......survive......fall....has...be....faerie....damn.....
Well, if you're wondering where I am now...
I'm in a dark room that has no light shining in and a toilet to the left. The only thing I have to sleep on is a tore-up mattress.. not top class but good to sleep on...food comes and goes when it pleases... I haven't seen the sunlight since 3 weeks.
No one's telling me why I'm here but I'm getting this strange sensation that it's something bad ... about me!
I don't know if I'm going to live and oh yeah I forgot to tell you! I'm a Faerie and I'm being held prisoner by the evil warlock Danrick.
"Don't move and don't scream or I will hit your pressure points and then you will be begging me to kill you." The voice of the man was a low hoarse whisper and his hands had her pinned to her front door.
"Open the door." He ordered.
She complied not trusting herself because right now all she wanted to do was scream.
A LOT!..
"You're going to do exactly what I say right?" He asked it rhetorically of course.
She nodded and he pushed the door open and with one of his hands still clamped around her mouth nudged her into her house.
The hallway that lead into her living room was up the hall to the right and to the left was her kitchen. Take a right passing the kitchen and you would enter the dining room.
Take the left and you would enter her room.
He pushed her down the hall and lead her into the living room.
"I'm going to remove my hand and you're not going to scream right?"
She nodded and he removed his hand. She was shaking all over and it took all her
power not to faint.
Her brown hair shrouded her eyes and her hazel eye's looked up into her fugitives face
with fear and shock.
About 5' 9" and looked to be in his mid-thirties he had black hair and black eyes to match
he dressed in faded out blue jeans and a white t-shirt. He was well-built and had a grizzly
beard.
"Do you know someone named David Michael Grey?" he asked.
David! How does he know my connection with David?
David in his early 40s and head of the billion Dollar business of over sea trade.
He helped countries in bad shape also, worked for the biggest CIA and FBI Drug busts also,
She was his personal assistant and was now officially late for work. Her first time.she thought numbly.
"No, I've never heard the name before." her voice wavered slightly and she cursed herself silently.
He pushed her to a sitting position on the couch and she hit the brown leather with a "whoosh".
His face said she was a liar and what he said next answered her silent questions.
"I know you're lying, I've been watching your daily life for a month you don't get out much do you?"
When she didn't answer back he grinned and sat down on her $80 glass able and looked straight at her.
"I'm going to get answers and I'm going to get them now!" He ordered no longer the patient man before.
His out burst was so out of the blue that celestial actually screeched a little bit.
"I.. really.. don't know." her voice was shaking with fake innocence that she hoped he would believe.
The room was growing in tension and his direct stare was making her feel like he could see what she was thinking in her head.
"Tell me what you know and we won't have to get physical understand?" he said blankly.
"I'm not telling you anything you prick you can go rot in hell!"
While he had been staring into her eyes she had pulled out her "only for emergency" pepper spray.
She sprayed half the bottle into his eyes and ran for the door jumping over the now worthless glass table.
"You wench!" He grabbed her ankle and threw her against the wall making the air go out of her lungs with a "whoosh".
The back of her head starting thudding and her heart was skipping the vital beats she lived on.
The world is spinning or is the world going down a giant toilet? Celestial thought.
She remembered the guy and her violent ordeal and started to fumble for the spray can and saw it half was across the floor.
She thumped the floor with her fists and stumbled to her feet with the world still spinning and ran up her stairs.
"Get back here!" He was running to the stairs and she didn't want to be one of the stupid girls who fell on the stairs to her death.
She skipped 4 stairs at a time and made it to the top in a flurry the only room that was upstairs was a guest bedroom and the only exit was a window..
She ran down the tiny hall and burst through the door causing it to hit the wall with a huge bang.
The room was never used except when a friend would need a place to crash. The walls were a light yellow and the linen was printed with exotic trees and flowers.
What to do what to do..... YES! She looked towards the window and decided it was the only way.
She ran to the window, unlocked it, and then all she had to do was climb out. Wait a second...
she ran back to the door and locked it dragged a dresser in front of it with inhuman strength and briskly walked back to the window.
I really do NOT want to do this... maybe I can just hide...
"OPEN THE DOOR!" the sound of his voice had her climbing out the window and that's when she realized she was really high up..
Breath Celestial Breath....
She scanned for a soft spot to land and seeing nothing she panicked.
"OPEN THE DOOR LAST WARNING!" came his voice but it sounded more beastly now..
That's when things started to get blurry but I'll try to tell it, the way I remember it...
The door banged open and there he was but he looked um different REALLY different.. let me explain...
He had white hair and blue eyes now.. and a robe and a staff thingy. It was glowing and so was he! He stood there for a second
and then seeing me he shouted something that made me really want to give up! and i was about to but you see there
was this voice in my head saying "Jump you'll make it trust me." and that's what I did I jumped and I landed and I looked up and
there he was looking down on me then he joined me on the ground and then, a ball of lighting caused that's what
it looked like it appeared on his hand and I screamed and then it went blank....
The last thing I heard was, kind of, jumbled up but I know what he was saying....
She..couldn't.......survive......fall....has...be....faerie....damn.....
Well, if you're wondering where I am now...
I'm in a dark room that has no light shining in and a toilet to the left. The only thing I have to sleep on is a tore-up mattress.. not top class but good to sleep on...food comes and goes when it pleases... I haven't seen the sunlight since 3 weeks.
No one's telling me why I'm here but I'm getting this strange sensation that it's something bad ... about me!
I don't know if I'm going to live and oh yeah I forgot to tell you! I'm a Faerie and I'm being held prisoner by the evil warlock Danrick.
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