Consciousness

I became conscious after sometime. I was on a cold floor. I actually could not predict the duration since the time I was hit. I was in a dark place. My head was stiff and heavy, I could not raise it. I tried to move but all I could do was swim on the tiled floor. I extended by hands sideways to at least get hold of my friend- Baron. He was neither on my left nor right. I trembled. I felt something drop on my face. Lifting my hand slowly, I touched my right check. It was a drop of blood. I was shocked.

Tardily, I sat up with difficulty. I touched my heavy head to ascertain where I was bleeding. A sharp striking pain made me retract my hand abruptly. My hand had already become bloody. I now realized I had been hit by a white-gum booted man using a spade. I flashbacked how we had walked together with Baron and realized that someone might have kidnapped us.

'What happened?'

'Where am i?'

'Baron? Baron?'

I asked myself these rhetorical questions.

I gazed around once again. It was pitch dark. I touched my thighs and pulled my dress downwards to cover them. In addition to the entire dilemma that I was in, a bad smell enveloped the atmosphere of the room. It reeked soo badly that I could actually sniff formalin as an alternative if at all I was blessed to have it.

I tried to get up. This time round, I was determined and willing. I pulled myself up and stood on my feet. I wondered which direction I would take. It was all dark. I started walking towards the unknown. I wanted to get hold of a wall. I had the mentality that the wall would help me in discovering the entire place especially the doors and the switch.

'Ouch!' I stepped on a sharp object that dug deep inside my feet. I quickly sat on the floor and applied firm pressure on the affected feet. The pain was excruciating. Nonetheless, I had to bear with it. I let my right hand survey for the object around the place. It was a bone. A long bone indeed, just like a 'humerous' bone of a teenager. I held it tightly in my right arm and got up once again. I started walking towards the place I was previously headed as I limped. The pin drop silence in the place would make me confuse my heartbeat for someone else. Each step I made produced a sound that sometimes made me tremble.

I arrived at a dead end. Alas! I held something. It was round and soft like a table stand. I made a step forward and landed on a lower surface. I extended my hand on the right side and touched something similar. It was a staircase headed downwards. I took another step as I followed the staircase downwards. It was a spiral staircase. I could see some dull lighting at the end of the staircase. I stealthily walked towards the lighting as I threw my sharp eyes on all angles like a chameleon. I knew this place was not good. The smell and the appearance were almost gothic. There was something terribly wrong inside this house. I told myself.