The House of Spies by Ben Westerham

Author:Ben Westerham
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: espionage, spy, thriller, thriller series, spy series, historical thriller, historical espionage, action-adventure
Publisher: Close9 Publishing
Published: 2022-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

A Cell of My Own

It seemed at first as if I was trapped in a perpetual night-time of total darkness. I thought I had opened my eyes sufficiently to see the world around me, but, when there was nothing to be seen, I bit back the pain and slowly eased them open as fully as I could manage. But still the world remained in total darkness. A terrible, irrational fear came over me in a moment, the notion that I had in fact died under the powerful blows of Selkman and now lay in some intermediate zone of darkness, a void if you like, between the one world and the next, awaiting my fate of Heaven or Hell.

Trembling at the thought and filled in an instant with remorse and regret, afraid that I might have failed to live to a sufficient degree the life of an upstanding God-fearing, loving and forgiving man, I cried out within at the possibility I might be destined for the underworld. If only I could live my life again, I wouldn’t repeat those mistakes that may have marked me down as unworthy of ascending to Paradise. But I couldn’t do any such thing, of course, for my days were done and it was the time of reckoning.

Tears began to form under my eyelids, so wretched did I feel, but as the very worst of thoughts were consuming me like a raging fire does a new, dried log, deliverance was presented to me. As my eyes adjusted to my new situation, they were able to make out slivers of light from somewhere up above me. As I struggled to focus in on the light, it grew brighter and clearer, until I was able, at last, to make out what it was. Away and up to my right there was a door and the light I could see was penetrating the gap between the door itself and its frame. It wasn’t much, but it was enough.

A prayer of gratitude left my lips; A heartfelt thanks for being given another chance. Never had I felt so close to my God as I did then. I was a young, headstrong, fool who had very nearly thrown away his life with hardly a decent thing to show for it. My sense of relief was immense.

I reached out tentatively around me with both hands, for I had by now realised that I was laid out on a floor which was, I discovered, nothing other than cold, damp earth. That and the position of the doorway above me suggested only one thing, that I was in the cellar of the Doctor’s house. A natural enough place to incarcerate me, I supposed, seeing as I had managed to escape from the locked bedroom.

Wanting to investigate further, I then attempted to sit up, but had barely raised my head from the ground than the left side of my face started to throb and burn. A terrible headache hit me with such force that I felt instantly sick.

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