GLASS TUBE

My hair shedding from the side of my arms wrapped around my knees was cut off from the world as long as we waited.

I hoped the woman would help us, it would be good, otherwise the end would be no different from the dead, staring at the wall that I lean on with empty eyes, whose soul has left her body.

Without looking up, I looked at Dionysos with the corner of his eye, thinking he was staring at the ceiling, his fists were so tight that his knuckles were white.

Maybe he was plotting to kill me that he had decided he had to go on alone?

Who knows ...

What could he do if I stabbed that pocket knife in my neck while his warm blood flowed from my hands? He couldn't resist me.

I moved my fingers that were prickly at this thought on the pocket knife.

I raised my head with the scent coming to my nose at the same time as the movement formed beside me, bad things would happen.

When he wandered nervously around the room, I thought he was bored of waiting and that the end I had conceived would come true.

"I should never have listened to you." He held up my arm as he grabbed it, although I knew what was going to happen, I did not defend myself because I knew his weakness.

As my body was thrown against the wall and fell to the ground, my involuntary scream of pain escaped from my lips, and my anger overflowed me.

Despite this, I did not react at all.

Wait...

"You're using nothing but a waste of time."

I held my breath when I directed his steps that shook his footing to me, although I knew where to shoot him, I was afraid.

Because he was too ... psychopathic in appearance the moment he grabbed it from my hair and took the knife out of my hand.

I felt the end of the cold metal cut my skin as my back leaned against the wall and the knife against my throat, looking at him unresponsively and the room looked at this astonished.

To my unresponsiveness.

"You can't get out of this room without me. You know they need me, you can't kill me."

He was surprised when I hissed nervously and spoke between my teeth.

"Stupid woman, don't you still get it? It's impossible to get out of here. You're still talking about being free."

When I pushed him from his chest when he was unexpected, I started talking directly without giving him a chance to attack me again.

"Then why do you say 'always be free' every time you say goodbye to each other."

Wait...

Wait...

Now...

"Do you think you all have a hope of going outside! You are the one who has never met the sun, never stepped on the ground, never felt the rain on your face, never smelt the smell of the sea on your lungs! And you would be more enthusiastic than me if you tasted even one of them for a few seconds." I tied my chest, raised one eyebrow, and continued to speak.

"Now you're attacking me when I should thank you for choosing you!"

Was stunned

Taking advantage of this situation, I quickly approached him, twisting my foot and pulling my strong kick behind his knees, grabbing the pocket knife and putting it on his throat.

"Are you going to help me get out now, or are you going to continue living a prison life here - I show you the door - I can find other people to help, but you will never find an influencer like me again. I am your last chance."

I was slowly pulled from behind his large body. I put the pocket knife in my pocket and fixed my eyes on him again.

" The decision is yours . "

He shook his head like a robot.

" Beautiful . "

"I thought so too," I said afterwards. His double body collapsed with a few words. I hit his fallen shoulder friendly, and when he turned his gaze to me, I smiled.

"Let's go over our plan." When we sat down again, I thought we were back before attacking me.

While he was recounting the plan I already knew by heart, I said this to improve his morale.

'Nothing will be the same'

I took a nervous breath.

'It will not be the same! because it will be better than before. "

While the ground that suddenly started to spin around me was destroying my brain, I leaned my other palm against my temples and squeezed my head as if to explode, while the sounds of Diyonysos repeating my name were not enough to bring me to myself.

When my damn inner voice started to speak again, I threw myself to the ground in pain, I was acting independently of my will.

I saw myself in sections that came to my mind piecemeal,

I was in a glass tube. I heard whispers. Familiar whispers that whisper the words I heard before ..

Then

I was resisting with my hands attached to the mechanism in front of me with a tool on my head

I saw Dionysos, his body was screaming in cuts, the whip's voice joking in his body.

Then

People I didn't know ... were behind me. They were shouting cries of freedom ...

I got up, out of breath, suddenly feeling the shake I felt in my body.

When I met the worried eyes staring at me, I took a deep breath, what had just happened.

A few seconds had loaded me with centuries of pain.

I'm not good

"Phoenix?" When he tried to stand up he pressed my shoulder and made me sit on the ground.

"What just happened?" I do not know...

"I… don't know" what I saw was not heartwarming.

I didn't know why or how but these

There must have been an explanation.

"I saw you, then myself…" I dipped my nails into my palms. He was listening attentively to me.

"How did you see?" bad ... it was very bad. Stuttering

"I do not want to talk." suddenly I looked at him with what caught my mind.

In the horror I just went through, the things I heard while in the glass tube.

I also asked what he was whispering in the man's ear.

"Conscientia spiritus." I felt tense. Looking into your eyes I asked

"What does it mean?"

"Did you just hear about it? So -" I interrupted

"Yes." I read fear in your eyes for the first time

"Let death be the freedom of the soul. Anka, we sing it after the dead?"