Har har har...
I knocked on the door and didn't care about waiting for some one to open it. I stepped inside and took a look around. A small mudokon came around the corner. He froze when he saw me. I glanced on him.
"I'll blow your head off if you do something, ok?" I said, tired of asking nicely. The mudokon nodded and slowly backed away out of my sight. I looked forward. No one. Filled with a rather barbaric faith in myself, no trace of common sense left and a despression like nothing else, I looked for guards to threaten. Somewhere deep inside myself, I had a feeling that I had done it before.
I shook the thoughts out of my head, just to keep it clear.
I heard steps closing up. I pressed myself against the wall and listened for them. They came closer, together with voices. The owners of them remained unknown. The time was right. From the side of my eye I saw a slig.
I pushed myself out from the wall and started to shoot. The slig I saw fell emmidiatly. I stopped shooting and sighed.
Why did I do that? something inside me said. Please stop!
It felt weird to beg myself to stop.
I forgot about his comrades.
The sounds of gunsshots was heard.
The pain only lasted for a moment.
"Wanna wake up now?" someone asked. His voice was so cold. I sat up and took a look around. The room was black. Everything was completely black. No windows, no door. Just darkness. I took a look on my hand. I didn't feel so suprised as I thought I would when I saw that it was glowing with a blueish white light. I looked up. I saw a mudokon stare at me. He glew too, red. I recognized him after a few seconds.
"Tzekhel?" I asked him. He nodded. I knew it was him. But on the same time it wasn't. He was changed.
"Where am I?" I asked. He smiled at me. A joyless smile.
"You're in a 'trance', as some call it." he said and made a clicking sounds with his tounge. "Yeah. Those bullets did hurt, didn't they?"
He grinned at me.
"I'm not dead am I?"
"Nope. Just uncoinscous. I just decided to pay you a visit."
I raised up. It felt a bit safer to stand.
"Aren't you supposed to be in the desert?" I asked. Tzekhel made some strange 'ha' sounds.
"You mean Orion hasn't told you? That's amusing!"
He laughed at me.
"Told me what?" I said, starting to feel worried.
"That I fixed the attack of our village. I took the chief's daughter! I made the soldiers of Eddahln attack our village!!" he yelled. I saw tears run down his cheeks.
"You have no idea what horrible things plauged me after you left! The dead came in physical form to touch me! To freeze me! They laughed, talked and told prophecies of death!! But I..."
He got a mad espression in his face and eyes.
"... I won. You have no idea about what plans I have... No, I'll not kill you yet. I have plans... yes, to the north... Pains for you and the others, hmhmm..."
He rubbed his hands together, stared at me with wide open eyes and a grin. He leaned to me. His voice broke down from a yell to a whisper.
"See you soon, Gold. I gave you a chance. FIRE!!!!!"
At the word fire, everything around me exploded. His breath and eyes was fire. It didn't burn me.
I woke up with a scream.
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