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Sight of Day copy chap 3
Avatar By kodaB3
Posted 06 Dec 2017 15:25
Category: Short Story
"Though most of us don't hunt, our eyes are still the great monopolists of our senses. To taste or touch your enemy or your food, you have to be unnervingly close to it. To smell or hear it, you can risk being further off. But vision can rush through the fields and up the mountains, travel across time, country, and parsecs of outer space, and collect bushel baskets of information as it goes. Animals that hear high frequencies better than we do "
-Diane Ackerman
A Natural History of the Senses

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I Wasted no time scooping out the bobby pin and slipping it in the back pocket of my large, dirty, unintentionally ripped jeans I've worn for years. My top was a black turtle neck equally as filthy. I ate the cake slowly, cherishing the sweet taste on my tongue which has only had whatever the mush is they feed you here. It was marble, with white whipped topping roses decorating the top. I scooped it up with my hands, no silverware in sight. I had it down in probably record time, but not that I would know.

By the time I finished every crumb on the makeshift paper plate, the rat had gotten up and tried to eat some about five times. Like damn, how hard is it to understand a hand shoving you into a cement wall and get the hint to back off? He was determined, I'll give him that. Hell, I dont even know if it was a he. I
Can't say I want to find out. I think I'll name IT Charlie. Charlie is the only living being I've met other than the scientists and other "patients" here.

I dug out the bobby pin, slowly jiggling it around in the key hole making sure no guards heard the metal on metal screeching. God, it sounded like nails on a chalk board. I have no clue what I'm doing, just randomly shoving the pin around the lock. I finally unlocked the door! After a mental pat on the back, I ripped it open and tip toes outside into the hall.

I tugged off my socks and shoes to walk lighter and silently, exposing my bare feet to the ice cold cement floor. ****, ****, **** I missed the guard change! How could I be so reckless!? I missed my open time! This will have to go the hard way then..

I walked down the hall to where the guards were stationed... and tapped them on their bare faces. Holy jESUS their skin was freezing, but I had to cover my ears to block out their agonizing screams filling the hallways. Their calls for help would have been heard by others, so I moved quickly down the halls I memorized every time I was brought to the terrible labs to be tested. I knew this place by heart, but only the rooms I've been. I darted through the narrow walls, thanking these scientists for once for my enhanced speed. I raced past several obviously confused people in lab coats, most of whom I didn't recognize. Some shouted after me, yelling to stop or even at the guards to catch up.

I turned and turned for what felt like hours, feeling like I was just going in circles through this maze of a building, but when I Finally saw sunlight streaming through the cracks in one door, my heart skipped a beat. My feet moved faster than ever before, and I raced to the door handles, but before I could burst into the sunlight, my hand reached the now locked door, in fact, everything was locked. They had managed to shut everything down! I growled in frustration, looking for other ways out.

Hearing the footsteps gaining from around the corner, I knew I had to act fast. I couldn't go back, there would just be more locked exits, so I took a few steps back and ran forward, almost crashing through the doors before a hand reached through the now wide open door. Startled by the change of lock down, I stumble out the door and land on something thankfully cushy, a human.  I get up off before quickly apologizing and run around the front entrance of the building. I look up and see the most beautiful thing. My eyes behold before me, New York City. The buildings tower above the clouds, seeming to touch the bright sky filled with sunlight. I paused for a second to take it all in.  The air was crisp and fresh, much better than inside. If only I had more time sightseeing.

Strong hands grabbed me from behind, shaking me out of my daze. I turn around to face my enemy, and am met with a face full of a muscular chest. I raise my gaze, and I immediately feel small and skinny compared to the man towering over me. I turn to run again, but he grabs my wrists, pinning them behind my back. He mumbles something under his breath that I don't understand, but he lets me go after he spots the guards running out of the build my toward us.

He runs with me, expecting me to know my way around. Me, who has never been out of this damned place for years. I end up running into the crowded city, where I could quietly blend in.
Hiding my bare hands within my sweater, my bare feet still hurt from walking on sharp gravel leading to the crowd. I can still sense the mystery man following me, trying to be as subtle as possible. I turn into a clothing store under an apartment building lining the street.  He follows me in, watching me carefully as I go through the racks of colorful fabric.

As the soft material grazes my fingers, I feel free for the first time in my life, thanking the lord that I escaped, and cursing him for bringing me to cross paths with this **** of a man. I go over my situation a million times in my head, planning what to do next. I relive my escape, quickly going through any hints that could possible lead to an explanation of the buildings plans and experiments. Then it hits me.

Going through my escape, the moment I knocked into that man, we touched. Skin on skin, I touched him, and he didn't feel crap. Was I cured? Hoping for the best, I walk up to him and slap him in the face. Leaving a red mark, he stumbles back in shock before glaring angrily at me. But it didn't last for long when he saw my expression. I was over run with joy. When did it happen? Was it the lack of testing? Maybe it was a birthday present. I let out a whoop of surprise and happiness, startling the shopkeeper and customers. I could live my life without fear of being discovered, I thought I was free. That is, until somebody screamed. I looked at the woman who let out the ear piercing sound, the shopkeeper who was now yelling in gibberish at me to leave, following her gaze to the clothing I was holding. With my emotions on high, my hand had shot through the fabric, and all of the surrounding clothing, ripping them to pieces. ****. That might cost me. I had no money to pay it off, so looking around I decided that my only way out was to run.  Going out the door I came in, I darted down the street, turning randomly at intersections.

Maybe my curse wasn't lifted just yet.
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Avatar Gemini Guardian
07 Dec 2017 01:26
Need more please. :v
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