Marked by Fields Sara

Author:Fields, Sara
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2020-01-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Kendra

For moments here and there, I opened my eyes and saw red blinking lights. Jail bars. I thought it was a dream. A sordid dream of being held prisoner and I’d turn over on my tiny little cot and fall back asleep. I had zero concept of time. Five minutes could have passed. Or five hours or even five days. It was nothing but darkness. Just the never-ending flashes of lights and bars holding me captive.

I tried to think, but my brain felt sluggish. My body felt like it was stuck in a pit of cement. Even just moving my fingers or blinking my eyes felt like too much work. Once, I tried counting the intermittent flashes, but gave up after a count of three.

I couldn’t even remember my name.

I went back to sleep.

More darkness. More red lights. Nothingness.

I knew nothing else for so long that it didn’t even matter.

Eventually, I started waking for longer periods of time. I could use my limbs a bit more each time I woke, but it still seemed to take forever for me just to bend a finger or scratch that itch on the top of my nose that had been bothering me for what felt like forever.

I tried opening and closing my eyes, but it still remained too dark for me to see much beyond the bars of the cage. When I finally felt like I had the energy, I pushed myself so that I was sitting in a seated position and leaned against what felt like a cool metal wall. It felt comforting. At least for a little bit.

I groaned and found out that I still had use of my voice. I called out, the sound weak at first. When I attempted speaking for a second time, I sounded much stronger and surer of myself.

“Is anyone there?” I asked.

No one answered.

I took stock of my limbs, finding that each of one of them still worked. I could roll my wrists, point my toes, and even wriggle my fingers.

I felt something like joy, but it was muted under whatever was pumping through my veins. My core would pulse from time to time, but it mainly felt like jabs of pain rather than anything else. I couldn’t quite figure out what to make of that.

I had to be drugged or something. It was the only explanation.

Eventually I had enough energy to pull myself together and get off the cot. I stood there for a long moment, finding my balance as I wavered side to side. Finally, I put one foot in front of the other and started to move.

My cage wasn’t very big. Just large enough for me to walk around in a small square and stand up in. There was a small container on the floor with something that looked like porridge, but my stomach turned just looking at it. I wasn’t hungry or desperate enough to eat that.

I couldn’t even go off my hunger to figure out if I had been sleeping for days.

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