Dark Nights
From Create Your Own Story
You have spent your entire life in a quiet little town living in squalor. You were abandoned as a baby, found on the streets by a man you refuse to call your father. A belligerent drunkard that offered no love and no support. Once you were old enough to look after yourself, you ran away, finding that it wasn't as difficult as you had imagined to survive on your own. You've managed to survive this long in the dangerous streets by relying solely on your instincts. Furthermore, you have unexplained, unnatural abilities, which you aren't quite sure how to use.
As you lay to rest on your cloak, you begin to hear whispers, they're faint at first, and then they gradually raise in volume, unintelligible, incoherent voices bouncing around your skull. And suddenly, you feel as though you're being watched. As quickly as they came, they leave. Despite this unusual occurance you can't help but close your eyes and sleep. It's been a long day.
You jolt awake as a boot savagely thumps your ribcage. You cry out, your eyes darting up to see a tall, two wrinkled men towering over you. "It's him, I can feel it." The one on the left says. "You better be right, Brother. Frood forbid we repeat our last encounter." He says solemnly. Then he bends to grab you with two hands, on on your throat and pins you against the wall. "Make it quick." Right withdraws his long, curved dagger. "Of course." You claw at the hands that hold you, but to no avail, they're protected by gloves, not to mention their strength. You can't breathe, you can hardly think, all you can do is struggle. "I'm sorry. May Frood forgive you for your transgressions in-
Suddenly, the two men are engulfed in a fiery explosion and collapse.
Standing behind them a hooded figure begins making strange motions with his hands, you hear a booming sound behind you, you spin round to see a hole in the universe staring you in the face. You feel terror grip you as you stare into the great nothingness, then, without warning, you're pushed and you fall face first onto a mound of grass.
You push yourself onto your feet, but you feel a wave of vertigo, which leads you to supporting your weight on the nearest tree. You look down, your vision slowly becoming steady.
Is this really happening? You think to yourself, more confused than you've ever felt in your life. You raise your head to see a building standing amongst the woodland. The exterior is lit by candles and decorated with flowers.
