[FN]Relinquished
I gasped loudly as I opened my eyes shooting to a sitting position, breathing heavily and rapidly, my heart beating out of my chest. I look around quickly the only light in the room is a like green lava lamp illuminating the room in shifting shadows. Everything seems to be in place, and i recognize my surroundings. I sigh a breath of relief, as I see my room. I go to take the covers off of my bed and they are strangely damp from something, as I take the blanket the rest of the way off myself and stand up i realize im still wearing my shoes, they are drenched and very loosely tied, as I go to untie my shoes I see a line on my hand. Not the kind you get from use or old age. This line was solid black. I tried to wipe it away but it didnt budge, "it must be permanent marker" I think to myself before taking my shoes the rest of the way off and throwing them in the corner of the room and heading to my closet to get dressed, I decided on a pair of jeans and a t shirt, like usual. Then I walked to the door grabbing my second pair of shoes, slipping them on as I walk outside and begin my uneventful trek to work.
After a few minutes of driving I noticed a white Chevy was following behind me making every turn i made. After a few more of the same turns I began signaling the wrong direction but they still followed me. I look ahead of me and my heart drops, a red light, there would be no way I could stop whoever was behind me from coming up to my door and harassing me. "Should I run it?" I think to myself before shaking my head and putting the idea out of my mind before stopping at the light. The white car also stopped behind me. And as soon as they did a man stepped out of the passenger side door and approached my car. He is a large distinguished man with jet black hair and bright bright green eyes. They almost sparkle like emeralds. Those were the only details I could get from the slight glance I got before I slammed on the gas pedal driving away as fast as I could. Breathing heavily I continue my route to work arriving there without another issue.
I walked up the stairs to my office deciding I needed to burn some extra calories today. As I got settled into my office I took a sip of the coffee that was waiting on my desk for me, I stare out the large windows into the parking lot. I almost spit out my coffee as I noticed those same emerald eyes staring up at me from the entrance to the parking lot.
"I am on the third floor with privacy windows there is no way he could see me from down there" I think to myself as I look down on him, but I swear it almost felt as if he was staring into my eyes.
I closed the blinds on the windows, before calling security to go id him. I went back to work making this week's schedule while the security team handled him. About 15 minutes passed before my phone rang, " hello mr. Jones, we did a full sweep of the building and all 3 parking lots and we were unable to find the person you described, but we will keep an extra eye out for them today" the security guard said as I answered the phone, "thank you, I appreciate the effort" I say before slamming the phone back onto the receiver. Continuing my day as usual.
When 5 o clock rolled around, I got up starting to collect my things and head for the stairs, only this time, I decide that I want to be lazy and head for the elevator instead. I reach the elevator and hit the button for the ground floor, the elevator dings and the doors slide shut. About half way through the journey to the ground the elevator stops suddenly and the doors slide open. I look up and my heart drops. I see 2 bright green emeralds staring back at me suddenly he rushes into the elevator and touching my shoulder, before I pass out instantly.
I wake up gasping loudly for air as I try to turn my head around to look at my surroundings. But when I told my head to move, it didnt. I wasnt tied down, I wasnt restrained. I just couldnt move. Almost like i was paralyzed. I tried to move my arms and legs next no luck. The only part of my body that I can move are my eyes, but they are covered by something. I can hear feint cracking coming from behind me and I can feel the warmth of a fire coming from the same direction. As I have this realization I hear "Let's try this again Mr. Jones" suddenly the blindfold is ripped from my eyes, im not sitting, im not standing. Im floating in the middle of this room. All around me is bathed in bright blue light, I look down and below me is a pool of black liquid with that same light shining from it. Suddenly something shoots out from the pool and lands on my hand wrapping itself around my wrist, I feel a burn on my hand right next to the mark I felt this morning, then suddenly my body is filled with overwhelming bliss and my mind is flooded with thoughts from my childhood, I can hear the man speaking in front of me but the words are drowned out by the screaming bliss flowing through every pore in my body, then just as suddenly in the elevator I feel myself fade into unconsciousness.
I gasped loudly as I opened my eyes shooting to a sitting position, breathing heavily and rapidly, my heart beating out of my chest. I look around quickly the only light in the room is a like green lava lamp illuminating the room in shifting shadows. Everything seems to be in place, and i recognize my surroundings. I sigh a breath of relief, as I see my room. I go to take the covers off of my bed and they are strangely damp from something, as I take the blanket the rest of the way off myself and stand up i realize im still wearing my white shoes, they are drenched in something inky and black and very loosely tied, as I go to untie my them I notice 2 solid black lines on my hand, I go to wipe them away and nothing happens, "it must be permanent marker" I think to myself before continuing to untie my shoes and throw them to the corner of my room, where they make a deep thunk as they hit the floor. I stop in my tracks. Thats not what my floor sounds like. I turn around and see 2 pairs of shoes on the floor covered in black inky fluid. I look down at the 2 marks on my hand my mind racing. Millions of thoughts cross my mind, but the most troubling one was "Who am i?"