short story...There is a room at the corner of an abandoned apartment building. A room alighted only by the bright azure glow of a glass bottle; the pale rays flickering like candlelight through the humid air. There is a girl sprawled on the splintering wooden floor with her arms pulled above her and manacled to the floor. She is lying in the dark pool of her blood, the crimson surface glistening with the reflection of the sparkling glass bottle on the other side of the room. Her eyes closed and her face stilled like the face of the dead; until she drags in her breath and opens her eyes as if she had just woken up. The irises were all the shades of blue one could imagine yet in essence rimmed in indigo and the rays toward the pupils cerulean.Impulsively, just as she had contemplated where she was, the girl tried to yank against the bounds tied to free her wrists. There was no avail but she was sure by the thin strand of her lasting sanity that they had slipped down her hands.
Above Humanity: Chapter Two((sorry about the stupid longness, da is being weird. Just click the 'T' in the top right corner of the page to make it easier to read..if you haven't noticed already.)) When the pine needles began to etch into my palms and the chilly breeze caused shudders to run up my arms was when I finally began to pull my legs in to support me again. The rain had poured out its last, the crescent moon clear in the cloudless sky. If it hadnt been for the nagging in back of my mind, I would have stayed there to watch it
but soon I found myself rising to a stand. I was brushing the decaying earth off my clothes, blinking and taking a deep breath of air. The crisp scents and the woods around me made my mind clear, and suddenly click back into place as if I just slipped out of a reverie.I was backing up then, my eyes darting about and trying to figure out where I was. It was raining hard, a
Above Humanity: Chapter 1Chapter 1The pulsing, rhytmatic beat of the drums sent shockwaves through the ground. Everyone was laughing, dancing, and looking to the sky with expectation as the winds began to pick up. Wisps of rain bit at my face, lifting the strands of ebony hair that hung over my forehead. Crossing my leg over another as I leaned against the shed, I watched as our bonfire climbed high into the sky
luminating the ground which my friends partied upon with a warm, fiery glow. Everything was going good, so far no pass-outs or freak-outs between couples. I sipped my Coke lazily, knowing that somebody somewhere had touched it with rum and not caring.Three giggling girls dragged one staggering guy from the dance floor, into the woodsy area that was surrounding us. I raised my eyebrows; taking another sip of drink and watching their figures disappear. Honestly, sometimes I wonder why I pretend to tolerate these losers. It was obvious most of them werent going to get any far with