I'm Home? [open]

[Issy Kentra]

Dark, and cold, Issy could feel she was begin moved, still completely tied up, and with the tape over her mouth, she could feel movements, like the shadows themselves where re-forming around her. She could barely see anymore, the sea of bug things had almost completely coated her, leaving only small glimpses to be seen from her eyes. She was still crying, shaking in a nervous fashion while she felt her last shreds of energy falling from her as she tried to shake the bugs off her. It was horrible, she was too weak, too weak to do anything, all she was physically in a condition to do was lie weakly on the ground, tears still forming into a pool around her, increasing in radius at a rather quickly, a little too quickly really. In her mind, Issy didn’t understand really how she had many tears left in her, she must have been crying for weeks, maybe months, it seemed like forever. She wondered whether or not people actually missed her anymore or whether they had just conceded that she was gone, and they would never actually find her. She hoped something like this hadn’t happened, though had no idea how she would actually be saved, even if people knew where she was, this guy could do magic things, he could control shadows, he took her here, she hadn’t wanted to go, she wanted back out, she didn’t even really know what was happening. Fear plagued her mind, mainly consisting of the unknown, and what was going to happen to her, she didn’t know any of this at all, everything was a mystery to her, she didn’t even know if at the end of it she wanted to know, it might be better just to be ignorant, and let the inevitable pain happen, just not think about it, suffer when it came, and try to block it out when it didn’t.

Mentally she reminded herself of the moving shadows, they where racing all over the place, circling around her, in a pattern rather familiar to that of a shark, like she was being closed into a smaller and smaller space. Issy tried to scream as she realised that, instead providing a noise roughly the level of a squeak, muffled to nothing by the tape covering her mouth. She wasn’t even able to move, to try and escape, it was just surrounding her, giving her a rather unpleasant feeling, she was completely certain that nothing good was even capable of coming from this, it quite simply was only going to cause something bad, darkness, and only evil could come from shadows, nothing else without light, nothing else which would be good for her.

Still she tried to scream, her voice completely muffled, by the tape, and feebly she rolled onto her back, as the shadows completely engulfed her, giving her and unpleasant shudder, which was massively painful, well not in a pain sense, but it didn’t feel good, like she her soul was being torn apart somehow.

Everything went black.

…

She wasn’t where she had been before, the shadows had dropped her someplace, she couldn’t tell, she just knew that she was lying on her side, limply, and tied up, to a point where there was no point in trying to break herself free, she just didn’t think that it would be possible for her, and she didn’t even know if she could move. She felt weak, certainly awfully insignificant compared to everything else, and like she wasn’t going to be able to get away if anything bad was about to happen to her. Stuck across her back was a note:

"Dear Victim Academia,

Yes, I have gotten a return on this dumb broad. She was so easily subjected to my torture. At first it was hilarious, but it got too old too fast. I'm still going strong, and in a week to a month, I'll strike again.

Love, Jack of Shadows”

Of course Issy had no idea of this, she just knew that she was someplace, somewhere she hadn’t yet been able to figure out. Just lying there limply, the ground was somewhat more comfy, maybe she could sleep here, it was a lot more comfy that the shadows had been, and she hadn’t dare sleep there, it would have been too dangerous for her, anything would have been likely to happen, and she had forced herself not to sleep, just to be aware of anything which might have happened, even at the point where she was too weak to do anything.

It was warmer where she was now, she felt like it simply didn’t possess the darkness of where she had been. Did this mean there would be people here now? Hopefully. She didn’t know, she wanted to know though, get this uncertainty out of her system now, even if it was worse, just get it over with, just finish her.

A light, she could see something, did that mean better, it certainly meant there was light, and light wasn’t darkness, or shadow, or anything like evil, she could see that, light was good, it was nice, pretty, and it gave her a sense of security, like she was a lot more safer that she might be, like she could just fall asleep.

No.

What if that boy was here, it was just an illusion, and she was actually really in the shadows, was that possible? Maybe. She didn’t know, it seemed to be possible, but the light, it seemed to be the sort of thing she didn’t think would appear if she was meant to be tormented, and tortured, she thought it would be more likely she would be seeing scary things, not something which gave her a sort of hope, evil people didn’t like giving hope much, did they? She thought it would be more likely that there would be a lot of bugs, and other things, things to break her mental sanity, things to make her scream, and she couldn’t even scream anymore, too weak, too tired, need to sleep.

And with that she drifted into a semi-sleeping state, the floor of the corridor proving to be too comfy for her to not fall asleep.

[Robert Zanrou]

It was early in the morning, Robert had underwent yet another nightmare. He was fully dressed in his Ra Yellow uniform. This time, he had a pair of yellow gloves, and a hood on his blazer. He was going to try to calm down. The ocean seemed like a good placed to go. However, what he'd find on his way would shock him.

When he walked the halls, he found Issy. She was tied up with cord and gagged with duct tape. He ran up to Issy in a shock. He knelt to her, and undid the cords binding her in a rush. After freeing her from the confines of the cords, he removed the tape from her lips and pulled a ball of cloth from her mouth. "Issy! Please wake up!" he said in a panic.

Though he was glad to see her, he didn't know what to expect from her. Poor girl probably went through hell. He cradled her in his arms, tears filled his eyes. "Issy . . . ." he said, the tears filling his eyes. Just then, he noticed the note from The Jack. This time, the letter was in a combination of Japanese and English.

[Issy Kentra]

In her barely conscious state, Issy was only really aware of something happening around her when she was actually moved, she was picked up in some way, what was happening? Her brain had more or less slowed down to a complete stop, only the occasional thought capable of running around her mind, everything else was a stillness. Was this the evil guy, head mind wouldn’t tell her, and she didn’t really have it in her to scream anymore, instead, in a rather weak fashion barely opening her eyes, focus blurring in and out on everything which was around her, she couldn’t tell, it was a mix of brown, mainly brown really, there might have been a couple of other colours there, she couldn’t tell at all, it felt naturally better than where she had been though, which was a lot better, she felt less afraid that at any second something bad might happen. Of course this might have been to do with the fact that other than confusion, there wasn’t too much going on in her mind, so that might have been the problem, she didn’t really think about it to work it out.

Blurring vision was her main problem however, she couldn’t focus, or was otherwise unwilling too allow her to see, only causing her to mumble slightly. ”I……who……….where……..what?”[/color] Her words where horribly quiet, meaning that the person who had moved her may, or may not even be able to hear her them, though she wasn’t even 100% certain that there was someone there, maybe it was just her mind. Maybe this was all her mind, or maybe she was already dead, she might have been, it would explain how she had managed to escape that place.

[Robert Zanrou]

When Issy had spoken, he smiled a bit. He was happy to see her back, supposedly in one piece. "Issy, its Robert Zanrou. Remember me?" he asked. His tone was caring, but somewhat shaken. He didn't like to see Issy this way. Now he was curious as to what happened to Xenneth. He was considering bringing her to the infirmary. However, he might need help bringing her to the infirmary.

[Issy Kentra]

Well, her mumbling had managed to reveal something else for Issy, it seemed her hearing wasn’t up to scratch, along with both her voice, and her sight, meaning that all she managed to get in return was a sound, resembling a sort of gargling, she was unable to tell, the lack of thoughts running through her head causing her some considerable problems, the only thing she really got was a sense of completely helplessness, she was weak, and completely handicapped, to a point where she couldn’t figure out what anything, the world was a haze, where she actually was still providing to be a mystery. She couldn’t figure anything out, maybe she was somewhere, safe, but she didn’t know, didn’t know anything, for all she really knew she could be about to die, no she couldn’t let that happen.

With a complete lack of any information, Issy was overcome with a basic instinct which existed in her, the instinct to survive. Kicking out with the last of her energy, her legs jumped about in a fairly random fashion, while she screamed for a short while, barely two seconds, before her entire body fell still, her eyes temporarily blurring into correct vision, giving her a small view of where she was, it looked like it was home, she was back in the dorm, was she? She wasn’t gifted with a second opportunity to look, her eyes blurring themselves back out of allowed her any vision which might have helped her, back to semi-blindness, causing her to mumble again, providing a couple of words; ”Please, home?”[/color] And with that she started to kick a little bit again, though it was only every going to be a feeble effort, considering she had no energy left, and didn’t even think she would be able to lift herself, should she have been given a chance to. All she could still think of was wild panic, and that she didn’t want to be where she was, she wanted to be back home, and know she was back home, she wanted to be safe at the end of it, and that was all that there was too it.

[Robert Zanrou]

Judging from her reaction, she had been through hell. He then got up, cradling Issy in his arms. Now he was going to help her. "Don't worry Issy, I'll get you some help!" he exclaimed, his voice getting stronger. The tears has dried up and had stopped. Now he was focused on getting her some help. He then headed towards the infirmary with Issy in his arms. He was in a rush, and he had the note to hand in as evidence.

[Issy Kentra]

Quite literally with the last of her energy gone, Issy fell limp, unable to properly tell anything anymore. She just wanted it all to end now, whatever happened, she would take it, just make her stop feeling, like this, completely helpless, it was horrible, she knew things where happening, she could just about feel herself moving, but at the same time, she was still unable to think of anything which she could possibly do, not that she was even in the condition to do anything, just lie where she was, and generally wait, something was happening, maybe she would find out sooner or later, if any of her senses where ever going to come back, and not leave her here, like she was cocooned inside, leaving it to fate to decide what was going to happen to her, and whoever happened to be around at that given time.

”Hel…...”[/color] She wasn’t able to finish the word, her breath leaving her, not giving her a chance to finish her words at that given moment, she would have to find breath later, assuming there was any left. No, she needed to try, she wanted to try. ”p…….me.”[/color]

She still didn’t know who was moving her, but hopefully they would be willing to help her enough, otherwise she felt like she might be in some proper trouble.