Catalyst (Book 3): Ghost Country by Franks JK

Author:Franks, JK [Franks, JK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
ISBN: 9780997728996
Publisher: Red Leaf Press
Published: 2018-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifty-Five

Unknown Location

The young woman’s hair was matted, caked with blood and hung in front of her face. Eyes kept watching, kept darting back and forth like a caged animal. The smell of piss and shit tainted the already fetid air, but even that did not cover up the other smell. Something darker, something hidden, something dead. She was afraid, yes, but beyond that, she was certain. She fully knew this would be her last night on Earth. Her last time in this body. So, as foul as the air was, she breathed it in gratefully because it was life, and each breath could be her last.

The footsteps came again. She had known they would; again, her eyes peered into the shadows of her prison. She tried to force them to see into the darkness. A shape, a figure…something. Someone. The terror she felt could no longer be contained. The breath she savored now burned inside her lungs, it needed to be released. Slowly, silently, she exhaled. The need to hide from her captors trumped all other thoughts, but that was just crazy. They knew where she would be, they had chained her to the wall. They were watching her now, a cat eyeing the mouse just before it pounced. If she listened close, she would be able to hear them, a breath, a heartbeat…maybe just a tiny sound as they parted their lips or swallowed. Her ears were no more helpful than the eyes. Why were they doing this? What did they want?

The pounding in her head was back. Why wouldn’t it stop? Something, something in her mind was pulling at her. How long had she been here? She no longer had any idea. The days and nights all ran together in her rapidly fracturing mind. This is not me, this is not how I end. Her determination could not keep her alive any more than it could keep her sane. Fight back, fight!

She needed water, her mouth was dry. Maybe that would help the headaches. What was happening to her? Where were they? She looked at her wrist; she felt the irritation where the shackles had rubbed the skin away. In the dark, her fingers rubbed across the rough, chaffed skin and then the smooth bloody grooves. They did not touch the shackles though, those seemed to be missing this time.

There! It was a breath, perhaps half a breath. It could have been just the scrape of a shoe. Someone, though, someone was there, watching her. Waiting for her to die. She made up her mind, the steely determination that had caused so many problems in her life rose up again. If they came again, she would kill them. How? She was chained to a wall. She had no weapons, nothing to fight back with. If she had any chance, she should have done this when she first got here. She’d been strong then, she could have taken them. Had she only realized what they were going to do to her, she would have fought.

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