He couldn't breathe!
He couldn't breathe!
He couldn't breathe!
White hot sparks of flame and fire covered Jasper's face, clogging up his mouth and nose, as he shook and shook and shook, trying his hardest, over and over again, to throw off the cloth that had seared itself into his skin, clung to his nerve endings and forced itself to fuse with the bursting blood vessels of his face, holding all his senses hostage.
His throat spasmed around nothing, as no air moved in or out, his lungs trembling and shaking, trying to eject themselves out from his chest to try and experience even the slightest sliver of air.
Jasper felt as if he was burning, his upper body set on fire as he registered nothing but heat flowing through his veins, the force of a thousand suns bearing down at him with their flashing glares that scorched his retinas and blinded his sight, depriving him even the darkness that would typically come with death itself.
There was nothin
The world around Jasper was quiet and soft.His fingers were splayed out on a soft sheet underneath him, that he stroked over for the sake of feeling the comfort and texture of it, the material pliable under his fingers and sunk down under the slightest of pressure applied to it, rising back up the moment his fingers pulled away to somewhere else.He felt as if he was floating on a cloud, surrounded by infinite softness as he shuffled his body slightly to alleviate some pressure on his right shoulder, shifting the weight onto his left through only a simple, tiny, minute movement that barely affected anything.Everything seemed to be calibrated exactly to be the exact, right temperature, a warmth that Jasper had not felt for a long, long, while.Everything about the house that Lila lived in was cold, from the colour of the walls, the view outside, her general personality, and the attitudes of all the people around her. He couldn't imagine any sort of happi
The snapping of rubber gloves echoed through the silence of the room, cutting through the fog and the fluff of Jasper's mind, relegating the sound of his beeping heart monitor to the side, decreasing it's overall importance in the sound category of what he was currently experiencing.The voice had been higher than the fat officer's voice, and distinctly female.It somehow managed to strike a tone or joy and cheer, while maintaining a sharp edge of sadism and the promise of pain in her voice at the same time."The human mind is full of fear, and the fear of the unknown is the most primal and base one yet. I apologise first for what I am about to do," the lady began, her voice darkening and becoming serious, the entirety of the joy that she had once practically bled out, now having completely vanished and replaced with cold professionalism."As per the statements of my contract, I am to inform you that despite my career and role, in this situation, as
one two three four fiveone two three four fiveone two three four fiveJasper forced himself to count his breaths as his body blood scorched his veins and arteries, burning his body alive as if he was being cremated. His wrists chafed and were pressed open against his restraints as he thrashed in every all directions he could possibly move in as he tried to throw his body out from the bed to escape.one two three four fiveone two three four fiveone two three four fiveThe covers that had once rested on his so soundly and peacefully gripped his body like a vice, extracting and absorbing all the swea
The rush of pain relief, Jasper quickly learned, was only highly localised, moving out to encompass the area where his arm was injured and weak.one two three four fiveone two three four fiveone two three four five"That injection contained calcium mostly, to help build up back the bone to repair the seam of the break. There will be pain returning to that area as the nanobots accelerate your healing further and as nature takes its course, the area around the breakage will widen and then shrink down to normal, all painless if happening at the normal rate of human repair, but will unfortunately hurt quite a bit in less than a minute," the doctor informed Jasper, as he gritted his teeth and counted the lengths of his breaths once more.one t
"Evil is quite a mundane thing," Lila mumbled to herself, dictating the words of her college essay for Modern History as she wrote them on the page, answering the prompt question that her teacher had set her, the question being about the measures used to control the German people during the length of the Fascist nazi regime.She knew that she really ought to be discussing the carrot and stick method, used by the propaganda minister, Joseph the evil Gerbil, but the Israeli interview one the questioning of one nazi official, after the war, on why he had done the things that he had done, and the resulting New York Times article on the entire event had her mind racing and preoccupied.On the video that the teacher had shown in class, the nazi had remained calm and unperturbed of the commotion around him, the questions that he had been asked, and the memories that he recounted to the lady that spoke to him.His face was blank as he talked and listened, almost l
He awoke with the gasp once more, his eyes opening themselves up to the grey light above, shrouded in a blur, obscuring anything and everything of interest, no details at all present to see.Turning his head to the side, the boy on the table saw nothing different to what he had seen above, the ever present veil of obstruction that was the state of his eyes continued to prevail over his senses and keep him from observing the world around him.The other side of his body was in the same state: nothing to see but the grey that stretched out in front of him, moving out further and further the more that he kept his eyes facing that particular direction.The boy closed his eyes, trying to concentrate for a moment, squeezing his eye lids shut as hard as he could, feeling some sort of peculiar sensation within them that he could not particularly recognise, before opening his eyes once more, as soon as the feeling got too much for him to handle.It wasn't pain.
The seawater on his hands was fleeting and only temporary in the first attempt at grasps that Jasper's hands made to each out at it.His legs and feet were soaked in the water that reached up to his waist, swishing around him and constantly trying to uproot him and pull him away from the air that he needed.The more that he stood there, the more that the sea aggressively grasped at him and tugged at the edge of his clothing, the uniform that Jasper had worn every single day at the Sýnnefa military research facility, forcing him to do the same work every single day, with the same guards, the same workers, in the same conditions.The sea had wrapped itself around his body, and Jasper, feeling the cold rush of it, dipped his hands in properly, his wrists and forearms splashed and soaked by the current.To let go was tantamount to letting himself almost drown in the ocean, to let himself go was to surrender to the flow of the wider world around h
The white lights, lingering above, glared through dirty glass of their bulbs, flooding the grey single tables, the grey food, and the grey floor below awash, seemingly revealing all. The spoons were grey, the plates were grey, and the chairs were grey.Everything was grey.The engineer's eyes were grey, his standard issue shirt and trousers were grey, and a few grey hairs sat in the overgrown, bushy ginger cloud which lay atop his head.His sallow skin, once tanned and always flushing red, now held a grey hue.The bags under his eyes, however, were a staunch black.His head hung downwards, single-mindedly scooping the grey mush of his lunch into his mouth, swallowing without tasting and without thinking.He did not watch all the blobs of different shades of grey around him, unseeing of all the others who wore the same uniform as he and ignorant of all the ways that they looked at him.The central food hall of one of the North Western
“Why’re you sleeping on the floor like that? Come on, get up. You’ll hurt your back doing that,” Doctor Marigold chided, dragging all her bits of heavy machinery around the office space to prepare for her demonstration.Behind her, Lila remained still.“I know that you’re not dead. Come, get up already,” she called out, stepping over a few sheets of paper that she had laid out to grab Lila by the shoulder and heave her up into sitting.The stubborn girl just flopped down again, not opening her eyes.“If you get the fuck up, we can move the flight a week forward so you can stop worrying about it,” Lucy Marigold shouted across the room.Like a rubber band, Lila snapped back up and finally opened her eyes.It had been harder to see the bags below them when they had been closed and Doctor Marigold wondered if she should buy the girl some sleep tablets.“I’m awake,” Li
Yolanda seemed to understand that she needed to back off and stop teasing Gretel, when the other woman's eyes suddenly misted over, and it was if she was no longer a part of this world.She kept the bubbling annoyance within her away from her face, putting on instead a mask of concern as she reached out and poked Gretel's arms, trying to maybe prod her out of her stupor and bring her back from the recesses of her mind.Yolanda had never actually seen somebody collapse inwards to a catatonic state over her own actions.It was interesting to see it all happen and fold out in front of her.She poked Gretel again, touching her in the face lightly to see if that would possibly work to pull the other woman out of her mind and back into the world where she was needed proper.It wouldn't reflect well on her if Gretel didn't wake up within the hour.It didn't feel as
When she awoke, she was sat ready to eat and was dressed just like her mother, in a pastel blouse and a lungi down to the floor.Lila looked down at herself and jumped when she heard rattling, noticing the ten, or so, bangles on each arm and the lines of mehndi that ran down all the way to the hems of her sleeves, resting halfway between her shoulders and elbows. A pin held her blouse shut at the top and a quick once over of her hair, with one of her hands, revealed that it had been styled in a simple bun and adorned with flowers.“This is weirdly romantic,” Lila commented, staring at the lit candles nestled in the variously sized candelabrums set around the circular room.There was no door, but a giant window which led to a balcony outside. There was no ceiling but the walls reaching upwards, all the way up, until they formed a dome in the same shade of dull brown that coated the floor and the giant, round table in the centre.The only dishes
“So, is she finally asleep?” Emmet asked the boy stood behind the counter. He was exceedingly slim for someone surrounded by sugar all day and Emmet could make out the outlines of his spindly elbows through his shirt. His face held a no nonsense, blunt, and almost bored expression. “Yeah, she is. She’s been knocked out on the sofa since I sent her back there,” Kai answered the long haired man in front of him, his hair pulled back by a ribbon matching his eyes before being pulled over his shoulder once more. He looked vain. “Oh good. Don’t tell her that I was involved,” the man asked, putting both his palms up to face Kai. “I’m telling her that you’re a fucking weirdo for that,” was the scowled answer. “No. Seriously, don’t tell her. She doesn’t like me and I don’t like her. She’s known my partner for longer that I’ve known him. She doesn’t trust me with him. Why’re you making that face?” Emmet tried to justify himself before giving up
“Are you sure that you’re getting enough sleep?” Kai asked Lila, watching her sway on her feet and clutching the front counter.“Yes,” she gasped, dropping her head into her hands, elbows on the table.“Go and lie down on the sofa. Go to sleep for a bit. I’ll wake you up when I have to leave for college,” Kai instructed her, tapping her on the shoulders and shepherding her towards the office.“… fine,” she conceded, letting Kai move her along towards the back.“You know that this just proves my point,” Kai pointed out, pushing her through the boundary of the door and closing it behind her.“Fine,” she whispered back to him, talking into the silence of the office.She let herself fall over the sofa, draping her upper body over the arm rest and letting her head be cushioned by the pillows. Shuffling a bit over to put her body entirely on the sofa, Lila f
“One! Two! Three! Four! Five!Now again!One! Two! Three! Four! Five!Now keep on going!”Lila landed each punch, timing her breaths to the count as she moved her fists, dodging underneath the swing that came towards her head, before blocking the second hit that came to her and moving along with the force of the fist that hit her arm.The swinging punching bag forced distance between Lila and Tweedle Dum, and she stepped back to where she was stood before, within the path of the moving bad, to put more distance between him and her.“One! Two! Three! Four! Five!One! Two! Three! Four! Five!”Lila punched the bag once more, landing all of her hits.“Okay, time for a break,” Tweedle Dum announced, grabbing the punching bag and pulling it back to him as Lila moved away from the centre of the room, sitting down on one of the rickety plastic chairs at the side of the room.She took of
“Bitch! Why’d you run off and abandon me like that!?” Lila shouted from behind the counter when Kai finally walked back into the store.She was waving her hands about and wore an apron covered in flour as the single customer in the store, an old man precariously balancing on his cane, slept whilst leaning on the radiator.“I thought that you wanted some bonding time with your family so I left you to do that it private!” Kai answered her, tiptoeing past their unconscious patron, in a combination of whispering and shouting.“They’re hardly my family and you left us in the middle of a public café!” Lila cried, not modulating her voice at all.In the background, the old man began to snore.“But you still talk to them a lot like you do to me, so I let you, and besides, I got about fifty more pages of Good Omens done in Waterstones,” Kai appealed, finally at the counter and opening up the
Gretel and Silver had their fun as he continued to teach her how the interface worked and how he had managed to figure out that the system was an older model from the lack of integration between the screen and the touch pad, and explaining how easily it would potentially be to do so once the technology, as displayed in this device, had been demonstrated and established to work in a functional product."We were working on something like this as well, back in the workshops back home for the company that I was in the research and development department for. We were trying to get our motion sensors to be as small as possible for more commercial and personal use of technology that we could sell to the public and those who couldn't afford the contact computers.We had no idea on how their tech worked, because of trade and company secrets and all, but we managed to piece together a few things by looking at the patents and when we bought a few and m
“Alright, the shop’s free. Why are you actually here?” Lila questioned, crossing her arms and staring down at the tablecloth of Jasper and Emmet’s table.“I’ve got lesson now. I’ll be back in a few hours,” the teenage boy behind Lila announced, picking up a bag that had been hidden behind the counter the entire time and rushing outside.Lila continued to stand there, waiting for a reply.Jasper couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t meeting either his or Emmet’s eyes.“Are you planning to leave us?” he asked her back.Lila’s fingers dug into the creases of her shirt,” I’m going to be leaving for a trip soon, and I’ll be back as soon as I can. Kai’ll be running the shop and will be looking after things, broadly. He lives here now and I scheduled my leave for when his school term ends so he can take care of things.”“On thi