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04-13-2001, 07:05 PM
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Sl'askia
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Chap 5

Zel trembled in his cage. He had no idea how long he had been there since this nightmare began. He had no way of telling if it was night or day, and his only perception of time was how many times he had slept. He keep wishing this was all just a horrible nightmare, but the surgical scars that now dotted his body constantly reminded him that it was all too real. The Vykkers came for him whenever they felt like it and they never used painkillers and seemed to enjoy it when he was awake for whatever horrific experiments they had planned for him next. In fact they would laugh at him whenever he begged for them to stop.
Unable to handle all the pain being inflicted on him, he retreated tot he only place he felt safe: the inside of his mind. But even his mind was starting to fall apart and he desperately clung to the happy memories of the past in an attempt to keep his sanity. But still his mind was slipping.
If I had never help that inferior Greenie, he thought,I wouldn't be here suffering in this nightmare. Instead I would be home, with Mona. Mona...tears streaked down his face,How I miss you. How I wish I was by your side. How I wish I was free...
Suddenly the ground shook violently and his cage started sliding across the room, along with the other cages that were in the room with him. He grabbed onto the bars of his cage as the floor suddenly became the ceiling. He landed hard and was knocked out once again...

When he had regained consciousness, he saw the place in shambles. All the cages, including his own, were mangled and busted open. He tested his limbs and found that he had only suffered a few bumps and bruises. He crawled out of his cage and looked around nervously. He could smell smoke and death in the air. It seemed that he was the only survivor in the room and Zel sat a moment, not sure what to do next. Suddenly he felt a breeze blowing against his skin.
A breeze? From where? Outside?he thought, Freedom?
Hopeful, he followed the breeze to its source. The breeze was coming from a series of long tears in the wall. On the other side of the wall he saw grass, trees and sunlight, the first he has seen in who knows how long. With tears of joy in his eyes, he crawled through one of the tears to the outside. He got some cuts from the jagged metal of the wall but he didn't care. The sunlight hurt his eyes somewhat, but he didn't care. He was free...
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