Deejavù (Hyllary Pov)
The Black FearChapter 7
Hyllary Pov: Deejavù
The ticking of the clock was becoming more deafening.
It was the only noise that I heard perfectly.
So I decided to move me to the side, because that piece of steel was really attached to my ear, but when I realized it, I felt suffocating.
I was short of breath.
The solid material was leaning on my skin, partly soft and partly pungent, It was covering me more and more.
I absolutely could not open my eyes, because that thing was preventing me.
So, I used my fingers to feel its texture.
It didn't seem heavy.
Indeed, it was soft and a bit cold.
I understood by their structure and smell similar to wood, that it was leaves and ground not raised much time ago.
I realized that I had been buried alive in a small ditch.
Suddenly, my body became hot because of desperation
I wanted to get out of that dirty disgust.
I began to struggle fiercely, pushing most of the matter upwards, moving in various directions.
After several attempts, I managed to get out with the help of a small root, torn abruptly from the nearest tree.
§§§
Soon after, I lay down, finding myself in a bed of leaves
Finally, I was able to enjoy the fresh air of this beautiful summer day
The sun penetrated by immense larch,
The wind was my hair again,
and the sound of streams....
it lit up my heart.
The foliage of the near trees fell to the ground, leaning slightly.
I withdrew into myself, thinking of the beautiful moments of that trip
But a strong pulse at my temple, made me divert,
beginning to feel a pain especially intense and obsessive.
At that point, I stood up, repeatedly touching my sore aerea.
A liquid and unpleasant smell sostance was coming from it
I peered closely.
"This is blood!"
I thought to myself
Just when I collapse my arm desperately, placing it in my thigh,
I noticed that the sky invaded by the rays of the sun, began to transform, becoming a gray dome that held back the raging lightning.
The rain began to fall shortly after, through those green stems that were protecting me from the clouds.
Soaking wet, I started another adventure to find shelter, hoping to meet it quickly.
§§§
It was several hours I was running
I felt very weak
I could not even concentrate on what I had to do
Although, there was no trace of stone structure that could protect me.
The abrasions that ravaged my skin created me a lot of pain,
For this reason I needed an excellent shelter.
I walked
I walked
I walked
But the steps became more and more heavy
more and more difficult
Enough to make me lose my balance, after I having stepped on a stone the size of medium-sized, very pointed.
I slipped, preventing the fall, with hands outstretched,
finding myself in an athletic stance, as I were doing push-ups.
Immediately, I picked up the same stone, cursing it with various unkind words.
All of a sudden the memory surpassed all of those offenses,
having a deejavù.
§§§
"Mckenna stop, please!"
I cried, begging her.
For a few moments I saw his expression full of hatred and cruelty.
Then, she turned around, grabbing a stone, not very big, but dangerous enough.
She held it aggressively, with admiring envy.
§§§
"Mckenna"
"Lay"
"The team"
"Where am I?"
I whispering to myself.
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