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As the candle started to fade, Bruno felt himself become something different. His body felt like it was on fire, every bit of him screaming for help. His silence screamed in his head, ringing to the point of aches. The small man curled up into a ball, his muscles felt like they were exploding.
Each feeling made the tears flow faster by the second, his mind went numb as he tried to move. But it was no use, it was like he was paralyzed.Bruno let out a loud scream, his voice echoing through the toom. As his voice got quieter he realized no one would ever find him. He was alone, he had no one to help him. As the sand filled up around him, he slowly grew tired. His eyes rolling back as he became unconscious.
1 hour before
Bruno slowly traveled up the endless amounts of stairs to his room. His legs were sore with each step, his groans echoed through the crevasse of rock and dirt. Bruno soon reached his toom, the sand leading to the large dirt floor.
Bruno rubbed his hands together before trying to pull the door open. After a bit of force it finally budged, the dust flying through the air. Bruno coughed as sand hit his face, god did he hate this room. But he needed to use it.
Bruno held onto his bag as he entered the room, squeezing his way through the tiny crack he gave himself. He quickly pulled up his light and showed it in front of him as he walked. The man hasn't been back here in years, so everything was all dusty, supporting some large cobwebs.
Bruno got to the center of the room and looked down, his eyes widened as he spotted the dark green glowing glass. He knew it was still here, but he didn't think he'd find it this easily. He then bent down and grabbed one of the pieces. Running his fingers around the cracks, his mind racing as he remember that faithful day.
It felt like yesterday when it happened, his mind showing him the vision, brunos hands holding onto the green glass watching as it changed to Mirabel in front of castia. His heart grew heavy, remembering how it felt when he decided to leave. He knew it would be best, he knew that he wasn't good.
The male quickly shook his head, trying not to cry "c-cmon Bruno…now's not the time.. " he muttered to himself as he got to his knees, letting them get buried in to the sand. He quickly found the other pieces of the glass and started to put them together.
The cave shook as he continued, hisn pieces finally coming together. He sighed as he looked down at it. He then reached into his bag and pulled out some sage and tyme. Bruno then put some sand into his hand and placed it in front of him, making a small dent in the sand with his thumb. He then placed the sage in the hole, soon making other sand piles.
Bruno then closed his eyes and focused, his mind becoming clear once more. He let out a large sigh quickly opening his eyes, their green glow illuminated the room around him, the sand picking up and twirling around. He looked forward and saw himself, which was unexpected.
The male slowly stood up and stepped forward, next to him was another male. But he couldn't make any real facial distinction, this confused Bruno. He continued watching, there was a fight. The taller male attacking bruno.
He then stepped back as he heard a howl, his eyes moving onto another vision, this one was his house falling down. Castia, turned to rubble before his eyes. He quickly closed his eyes and threw himself at the vision causing them to disappear, the sand falling on top of him. Bruno let out a loud scream, collapsing to the ground and a sobbing fit.
His body was so confused, his mind scared and racing, "what the fuck does this mean!?" He screamed taking a large rock and throwing it at the glass only shattering them more. He turned and faced the wall slamming his hand against the brick.
"Why can't this make sense! What the fuck happened! What did I do!" He slammed his hand against the wall again "why am I like this! Why cant mom care for me!? Whats wrong with me!" he cried out, his eyebrows furrowing.
As a loud buzzing sound appeared behind him, Bruno quickly turned. The glass was no longer green, now it was red, the particles vibrating angrily. Bruno quickly pressed up against the wall, the red flow blinding him.
There was an explosion, his body shaking violently as he laid against the wall. His body was feeling ablaze. He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to look at the damage, not even caring about the pain in his body or the walls shaking.
As the candle started to fade, Bruno felt himself become something different. His body felt like it was on fire, every bit of him screaming for help. His silence screamed in his head, ringing to the point of aches. The small man curled up into a ball, his muscles felt like they were exploding.
Each feeling made the tears flow faster by the second, his mind went numb as he tried to move. But it was no use, it was like he was paralyzed. Bruno let out a loud scream, his voice echoing through the toom. As his voice got quieter he realized no one would ever find him. He was alone, he had no one to help him. As the sand filled up around him, he slowly grew tired. His eyes rolling back as he became unconscious.
Bruno knew this was the end, and he honestly accepted it. He had nothing to live for, and he had no one that cared about him. His mind fuzzed as he relaxed, his body accepting it.
As Bruno laid there, his breath soon softened, he gently moved his hand not sure if he was still alive, or if what happened was just an awful dream. His hand felt against a soft fabric, was that his poncho? He couldn't quite tell. He slowly opened his eyes, his vision still blurry.
Before him was a tall dark figure, the figure looked kinda like him. But a lot taller. Bruno then emotionally felt sick, the pain finally coming back to him. His head pounded and his body felt ungodly pain. Brunos eyes rolling back as he tried to deal with the pain mentally. He tried to move his body to sit up but couldn't. Was he still paralyzed? He moved his hand feeling rope wrapped around his body.
Was this why he was in pain? That wouldn't really make since, where would the rope come from, he then felt a foot on his stomach, immediately stopping him from moving. Due to the pain he Threw his head back, only feeling no ground below it. His eyes sprung opened and he looked, his head was over the 50 foot drop. His heart started to race as he let out a scream which only got a hell in response.
The foots pressure went down harder, "shut the fuck up before I just kick you off the edge! " an angered voice replied back, almost sounding like Bruno, the only difference being a bit deeper. Bruno quickly shut up and looked at the person talking. His mouth then dropped.
Like in his vision, there was the same guy, and he looked just like Bruno. His hair was messy and his dark circles were deeper. The anger on his scared Bruno. The male grabbed Bruno by his hair and turned him over making him face the ledge "what the fuck did you do!? " he yelled, holding the trembling man down.
Bruno tried to break free, but there was no use, the taller male was just too powerful "i-i don't know what happened! Please don't kill me!" He cried out, before being lifted up like he weighed nothing.
"You are going to fuckin fix this" the make groaned and placed Bruno on his shoulder before taking a running start and leaping over the large crevasses. He landed on his feet and started to walk down the stairs. Bruno just stared at the ground.
"W-who even are you!? W-where are we going?! " he yelled, the other male not answering. He knew that shit wasn't gonna go well for him. And at this point he couldn't fight, especially with him being tied up. So, he just layed there, hoping the other would just kill him.