Abduction 13: "Stand."

May 04, 2006 23:57

Day 17: 2:04 PM - Belal's Quarters; The Box]
[NOTE: This thread picks up from HERE ( Abduction Arc) and HERE ( Rescue Mission).]

But it's hard to stand while the ground is moving. )

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missbiceps May 5 2006, 04:06:23 UTC
"Belal! I didn't do anything! PLEASE! You can't punish me if I didn't do anything!"

Oh Gods. Oh Gods.

Conrad. Conrad. Conrad. Oh Gods. Oh, Conrad...Dan Hiri-sama...Gods have mercy…

He tries to stay steady, but he the room feels like it’s spinning out of control. Yozak falls forward onto his knees, his eyes wide and horrified. He can hear himself breathing, but it's inconsequential. His heart might have stopped in that moment, for all he cares.

Conrad. Is. In. A. BOX.

"No one ever comes."

He can't breathe and his hands are shaking and thatinbredpieceofshitpackedConradINTOABOX!!! his body doesn't seem to quite want to listen to him anymore, though out of the corner of his eye he notices the padlocks-nice, simple padlocks, strong but easy to pick, he's seen locks like that many times before, if he could just pull the secret lock pick out from underneath his armband he could open this wretched thing and get Conrad out-

Don't touch anything."Not true, I'm here, captain," Yozak rasps as he crawls-he has to crawl; his legs ( ... )

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sekinin May 5 2006, 04:20:40 UTC
The laughter peters out into a dry, quiet sob that evolves into a futile dry heave. His diaphragm is too compressed lift high enough to retch and so he gags for a moment, ill.

No one is there. No one . . .

But then he hears the distinctive 'thunk' of one of the locks hitting the side of the box heavily. The sound is entirely too familiar. It means Light. And Sound. And Touch. And that human's gentle voice making promise that he won't keep and pulling him out--muscles straining and stretching and the cold, cold, fresh air . . . Conrad tenses, cringing back with a whimper ( ... )

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missbiceps May 6 2006, 00:13:12 UTC
"LIARS!"

Conrad suddenly screams and shakes violently inside the box. "You're not him! You're not! I'm his!"

Yozak grips the two sides of the box to steady it, not moving away and not lifting his head. "Shhh. Stop, captain." He tries to stay strong, but his voice sounds weak and defeated to his ears-helpless. He feels about two inches tall. "Calm down, captain. Don't hurt yourself. You're not allowed to damage what you gave to me."

And neither is anyone else, Yozak thinks as a hot stab of anger tears through him, violently throwing aside grief and horror. Anger-pure, clean anger rises in him. He wants to dig his fingers into the wood and tear this horrible thing to pieces-

Don't touch. Don't. Don't. Don't. Get out. Leave. Go. Don't touch!He exhales, feeling lightheaded. Whether it's from the emotions or simply a self-imposed lack of air, Yozak isn't sure ( ... )

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