Beckoning

The next few days went by pretty smooth and before I knew it it was already Thursday.

Currently I had been minding my own business and eating my food during the lunch break and the free time hours we had, but today seemed it was going to prove itself different from the rest of the week.

The tacking of tens of shoes could be heard as they walked on the tiled floor, passing by other prisoners without a care, the leader of the group wore a coat hung over his shoulders and had gray dull eyes that pinpointed his target, me.

Every person he and his group of thugs passed held their heads low not willing to stare or even gaze upon the beast of a person.

Stopping before me his stoic gray eyes gazed down. Looking back up at him our eyes met in the middle.

Propelling at a speed untraceable at my current power, his hand slammed my head onto the hard wooden table causing a loud bang to engulf the room.

With my head pressed against the table with one of my ears upward he spoke, his gray eyes becoming sharp, colder, and more cunning.

"You're racking up too much of a commotion, and you're doing it right before the big day. I'm just here to give you a recommendation... don't do anything else to be put in the spotlight or you'll either be the bait for the escape plan or I'll be the last thing you see."

The pressure exuded from his had softened before it instantly regained just as much if not even more force.

"You understand?" He said.

"Yes." Senithan replied with the little amount of air he had left.

The pressure and force was simultaneously lifted from his face as the gray eyes man spun around and left with his gang.

On the back of his coat was a symbol of... well the best way to describe it would be a lowercase j with a upside down v above it, the symbol was simple if one were to see it but still quite hard to explain.

"Who even was that guy. He was clearly stronger than almost everyone here telling by how they all reacted and he seems to be closely related to the plan if he cares that much about it succeeding." I mumbled.

"Who wouldn't care about it succeeding, it is the only way out of this place after all, even if it's only a chance." Senithan.

"Ugh. My head still hurts."

*****

"Yea, some random came up to me and slammed my head into the table."

Senithan exclaimed whilst sitting near the hole in the wall.

"He said something like oh you shouldn't cause anymore trouble and if you do I'll be the last thing you see he was just some-"

Senithan rambled.

"Did he have gray eyes and gray hair?" familiar voice asked

"Yes. He did. How'd you know."

Senithan looked at the hole in the wall as if he could see the person on the other side.

"He's one of the four leaders of the prisoners and one of the four survivors down in the Carbon Zone, Redac Taed."

"He's more well known by prisoners and guards alike, but he does have quite the fierce personality when something out of the ordinary happens, case and point yourself." familiar voice.

"So he slammed my head. Now it makes sense why all the other prisoners were practically bowing when he passed with how low their heads were." Senithan scoffed.

"Well, I don't think you should get hung over something like that. The big day is coming up and we should be getting ourselves prepared instead of just quarreling about the person who's about to break us out."

The familiar voice shifted in his bed before stopping.

"They probably won't have messed with you if you hadn't beckoned pretty much every prisoner associated with the one dude during the cooking day, that caused all the guards to go on high protection mode in case you got beat the shit out of by any other prisoner."

Senithan agreed with 'familiar voice' and stood up himself to also prepare to head to sleep.

"You know I still can't believe you still burnt the crap out of your food after you beat that guy up." The familiar voice mockingly stated over his low chuckle.

"Shut up and go to sleep already." Senithan's veins popped of annoyance.

***

Another tedious day of lifting every heavy thing from one place to another over and over again until were finally given a break for only a few hours and then sent back to the field.

Every prisoner obediently followed every order the guards set out to nigh perfection one after another tasks were completed all throughout Friday until night struck and the complete happy go lucky environment was flipped on its head.

"Don't cause any trouble." Redac approached me with the same cunning stoic face and his goons behind him.

"Didn't plan on it." Senithan said sharply back.

"Good." Without anything else Redac left and the rest of my free time was over as we headed into the last work hours of the day the tension between prisoner grew but the work efficiency remained the same and everything appear normal, almost too normal.

Being yanked and thrown back into my cell I gave it a good hard look for a couple minutes before the voice of a familiar voice also being thrown into his cell caught my attention.

"You alright?" I asked.

"Of course. a simple toss can't hurt me." familiar voice said in a happy and anticipation filled way.

"You're not scared... of what's to come." Senithan asked in a wondered and curious tone.

"I mean it doesn't really matter if I'm happy, sad, frightful, scared, or excited about it because in the end it'll happen all the same way no matter what I feel."

"You know most emotions you feel won't really matter, but there are a few that will like trust. Trust is a strong feeling, a strong emotion, but trust can be clouded by love so just be careful of who you trust."

The familiar voice spoke lower and lower with each word to the point I could barely hear the last part but I still got exactly what he meant and understood partly of what got him here.

He spoke passionately about the uselessness of emotions, but when it came to emotions like trust he seemed to have so deeply rooted connection to it and not a good connection.

As I was pondering deeper into my thoughts his voice broke me out.

"It's time. It's midnight." The familiar voice's body moved and sounded as though it had stood up before his cell went silent, along with the entire prison.. not a sound at all.

A blaring alarm sounded as bright red lights turned on and my cell door slid wide open , the piercing sound of the alarm disrupted my ears but I easily got over it as I took the first step outside of my cell without any guards.

'Let's get out of here.'