The Hauntings of Playing God (The Great De-Evolution) by Chris Dietzel

Author:Chris Dietzel
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Literary Fiction, Dystopian, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Literary, Science Fiction, Post-Apocalyptic, Metaphysical & Visionary, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2014-08-25T04:00:00+00:00

22

A voice echoes across the gymnasium: “Remember what it was like after gym class when you were tired and thirsty?”

Her muscles clench up. Her heart beats so fast she has trouble breathing.

“Remember the way your dry tongue kept sticking to the roof of your mouth?” the voice says. “Remember how good it felt to feel the cold water from the fountain?”

The voice does not have to speak loudly for her to hear it. Even the softest noise echoes from one end of the gutted room to the other. In a different setting, a happier setting, the room would be perfect for an orchestra. Beautiful music would bounce off every wall. Instead, she wishes, as this voice continues to speak, that there were a way to block out what she is hearing.

“You can forget about that water. You’re going to know exactly what it’s like to feel your body shutting down. Even if I did have extra water, I wouldn’t give it to you. I’ll pour it on the ground right in front of you and laugh.”

She wants to defend herself, wants to yell that torturing her isn’t fair, that she is doing the best she can. No sounds will form, though. Her hands are motionless. Her mind screams all the things she wants to say on her behalf, but there is no actual noise.

“Your lips will crack open. You’ll feel shooting pains in your stomach. Your throat will burn. How do you think it’ll feel to know you’re slowly dying? Twenty-four hours doesn’t seem like a long time until you’re begging for a drop of water every minute. It will feel like an eternity. You know water will never come. You’re going to die here, and it’s not going to be pretty. I can’t wait to see how you suffer.”

She feels herself almost lose control of her bladder, knows she is coming very close to pissing herself right where she lay. Ashamed, one of her thoughts is actually that the urine might be the only thing around to keep her hydrated.

The voice bursts into laughter. He, whoever he is, can either sense what she was thinking and takes delight in how hopeless she feels, or else he simply enjoys being able to taunt her for as long as he wants without any protest.

The last thing she hears, before opening her eyes, is, “We’ll see how long you can live. You’ll be trapped on your bed with all of us looking down at you, and we’ll all be laughing at your misery as you beg us to let you die.”

Then her eyes open. Gasping for air, she realizes her mouth is completely dry. Her tongue feels like sandpaper until she drinks from the glass of water on her bedside table. The glass is empty after four eager gulps.

During her rounds, she has found herself avoiding eye contact with the Blocks who have appeared in her nightmares. This voice was not distinguished enough, however, to know which of them was taunting her. It could have been any of them.

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