All Chapters of Controlled Men, the adventure of Tom Salisbury.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"What just happened?" "What the hell just happened?I" The information was simply too great... no, too heavy for Tom's little and obstinate mind to process. He almost blacked out on the spot. Well, he did. A sigh left the old man's lips. This young boy sometimes choose to act as if he has seen it all at his young age and this often push people to over-estimate him. What to do with him. Hewaved his hands. The once heavy and undulating eyes of Jom popped open once again clearly struggling against its lids which seemed like things now imbued with the power of a leadLooking around him for some time, he traced the clues in his environment to the left to find their hut which left his mouth in an O", wide enough to swallow

"What just happened?" "What the hell just happened?I" The information was simply too great... no, too heavy for Tom's little and obstinate mind to process. He almost blacked out on the spot. Well, he did. A sigh left the old man's lips. This young boy sometimes choose to act as if he has seen it all at his young age and this often push people to over-estimate him. What to do with him. Hewaved his hands. The once heavy and undulating eyes of Jom popped open once again clearly struggling against its lids which seemed like things now imbued with the power of a lead

"What just happened?" "What the hell just happened?I" The information was simply too great... no, too heavy for Tom's little and obstinate mind to process. He almost blacked out on the spot. Well, he did. A sigh left the old man's lips. This young boy sometimes choose to act as if he has seen it all at his young age and this often push people to over-estimate him. What to do with him. Hewaved his hands. The once heavy and undulating eyes of Jom popped open once again clearly struggling against its lids which seemed like things now imbued with the power of a leadblock. His eyes were as misty asthe fog on north Manhattan on winter solstice and could not be deared no matter how many times the old man waved his hands.

Tom saw the dark energy congregating to a mass of a sinister yet alluring embodimentamidst the wrenching man chattering until with a wave of his hand the mass of energyturned tail and flew away, obviously sent on an errand. Immediately he left the confines of the shack running in front of Horemarkhet, he let out astrong and long breath, savoring the feel of fresh air on his face again and escaping the gutwrenching aura of the old man's shack. Excusing himself for a while, he ran out to the edge of the cliff and gave out a loud retchwhen he saw something flitting by the corner of his eyes, and a loud wail from a shacknearby on the other mountain range as the wind serves as a better sound carrier than theelectronic microphone.Waking up, he saw himself lying on a rafter craftily woven with bamboo deftly held in place by someother tree barks. He rubbed his eyes furiously as he awoke

Waking up, he saw himself lying on a rafter craftily woven with bamboo deftly held in place by someother tree barks. He rubbed his eyes furiously as he awoke, a blur image of a leopard or was it a tigerskin came sluggishly into view and his hands left his eyes with a jerk as his spine stood up painfullystraight as well. "Where am l? He muttered to himself while he began to warily access his surrounding8s "Oh, you're awake. Tom's relaxing spine stretched painfully taut again as he slowly turned his neck on his head only to betreated to an otherworldly pain stemming from the back of his nape"Oui, don't worry, your neck is hurt, you mustn't stress it now. Lie back dawn and give yourself a goodrest. Well done boy An old man with snowing white beard adorning his amiable features walked into the stall with lght but steady steps. He smiled