Captive

a chapter of "Spiders In The Shadows"

Looking out through the cold steel bars that framed the tiny window on one of the stark pastel grey coloured walls. This was the only window in a room not much larger than a walk through pantry and Isabel constantly wondered if she would ever get to feel the grass beneath her feet again.

 

Too many days had gone by for Isabel to remember how long she had been here, too long in fact to even recall her own surname or the sound of her mother’s voice calling out that dinner had been served at the table. Despite the fact that Isabel often did not see another person for several hours, she knew from the sound of distant chatter that she was not alone in this place, this place where a meal was treated as a reward for satisfying the desires of a man she regarded with naught but loathing.

 

It was a rare night that she didn’t cry herself to sleep, even on some occasions being woken by the sound of crying, echoing through what could only be described as a vast maze of passageways and secret chambers. Footsteps, as they tremor through the passageways, sends chills down Isabel’s spine not knowing if the man she fears is coming to seek her pleasures once again.

 

Thankfully he did not come for her tonight, yet Isabel still felt the impact of her silent screams through another night of broken sleep. She could still see that face that instilled fear and loathing within her heart. His eyes were the darkest green she’d ever noticed, if he never got so close she’d swear they were black. His short reddish brown hair looked rather matted despite attempts to keep it neat. He had a long narrow face with a protruding chin, and his nose looked like the remnants of several rounds in a boxing ring. For Isabel though the worst of all was the bone-dry stench of whiskey on his breath, which always left her with the feeling of wanting to be violently ill.

 

The moon was still sitting dominantly in the sky some several hours later, when a voice echoing down the corridor awoke Isabel. “Help me, help me please, somebody get me out of here!” Isabel replied “Shhhhh, he might hear you, someone will come soon I promise.”

 

Reviews

[veronica.voodoo]

ahh...this is super intriguiging....i probably butchered that word but thats beside the point. :]
this was really good for being so short and i'm really into what this will lead into. i read chapter two and was completely and utterly confused on what this story has to do with Christian's story, unless it will all be revealed at a later interval. or unless they're not connected whatsoever.anyways, this is great, keep me posted for the next chapter! :]

[Jack Isaac]

[random review] Ahhh -- beautiful work on the third paragraph, makes me envy. I like the way this chapter invites me to read and then Captures my attention. Never before have I said I want to see longer chapters --but this is crying out for more! Keep going with it. Thanks for sharing.

[Wendy Seames Garner]

You've got me hooked, I want to know what happens next. Did you ever finished the story?

[Coyote Poetry]

Another strong chapter. You create a interesting situation and character. I like how you make the character seem real. A strong chapter. I hope to be able to read more. A excellent story so far. Thank you.
Coyote

[Momentosis]

Oooh... Thrilling.

Creepy... the way i like it.