“Here, drink this” he kindly says while passing a small red clay cup of steaming hot green tea into my hands.I sip it.The heat feels good. I feel the warmth flowing throughout my body. Wait…My body!I look down to see that it’s all still there. I quickly pull open the white robe I’m now wrapped […]
I find myself sitting upright…
Around me various curios, statues, glittering gold, red hues…
It’s the backroom of a shop I occasionally visited, Mr. Chan’s antique store…
The old man, Mr. Chan, sits before me.
I am no longer dead.
The smell of incense is in the air…sounds of traffic near by.
I’m… I’m… Where am I?
The old man, wait, I know him…
“Mr. Chan?”
An old man is speaking…
I can’t quite understand him. Kinda fuzzy.
I hear birds…can’t see anything…a little now…a bit more in focus…
“Ah! It seems you aren’t in the cemetery just yet young one!”
Darkness.
Did I die? Is this death?…
I’m still aware of myself, I guess that’s a good thing. Though I can’t see or feel my arms, or any of my body for that matter. Not good…
The pain is gone.
If I’m dead, is this heaven? Is this hell?
…the growing anxiety of fear.
Take stock… I’ve been bound to a large stone slab. A well dressed gimp laughs at me while some crazy woman with white eyes hovers over with what looks like a large arrowhead. Oh yea, I’m also naked. This has got to be some sort of dream I’m going to have to talk about in […]
I swallow hard.
“Who are you?”
She pulls back and for the first time I can see she’s dressed like one of those geisha from the samurai movies. Incense is burning somewhere.
“I am Lilly”, her voice…a soft whisper. But as she continues, it grows louder, more firm, into that of a teacher lecturing a student…
“It […]
Blinding light.
How long was I blindfolded? Everything’s hazy, out of focus. Blink. Shapes begin to take form, recognizable objects. Bodies. A face…a woman’s face…
“Well now, isn’t that better?” she slyly remarks.
I try to speak but cannot find the words. My mind has become blank to all but this woman hovering over me. She…she’s stunningly beautiful! […]
“Enough!”
The shriek startles me. A woman’s voice. Deep, rough, ear splitting, but still a woman’s voice.
“Y…y…yes, my mistress”
It sounds like the laughing man, but only weaker, more humble…obedient. The sharp object is no longer at my throat.
“Is this the one from the club?”
“A…a…as you requested,” the laughing man stutters, “H…h…he’s been bathed […]
What the *@$#? Can’t move. Can’t see. This can’t be good. “Hello?
Someone there? Hey…anybody there?!?!” Silence.
What happened? Think. Well, that would be easier if it wasn’t for this
splitting headache. Start there… Someone hit me. From behind. I was
on 14th and… I remember the shock of the blow, the pain. Now this.
Laughing.
“Hello? Who are you? What […]
