Chapter three: Interception

..Interception..

'How covertly they watched me!' was his thought, as he hurried along the darkening road, aware in dead earnestness now of the loneliness and desolation of the land all about him.
Uneasy and distressed, he increased his pace. Midway in thinking what an unnecessarily clanking noise his nailed boots made upon the hard white road, there came upon him with a rush together the company of these things that haunted him as 'unexplained'. They brought a single definite message: that all this business was not really meant for him at all, and hence his confusion and bewilderment; that he had intruded into some one else's scenery, and was trespassing upon another's map of life. By some wrong inner turning he had interpolated his person into a group of foreign forces which operated in the little world of someone else. Unwittingly, somewhere, he had crossed the threshold, and now was fairly in - a trespasser, an eavesdropper, a peeping Tom. He was listening, peeping; overhearing things he had no right to know,because they were intended for another. Like a ship at sea he was intercepting wireless messages he could not properly interpret, because his receiver was not accurately tuned to their reception. And more - these messages were warnings!
Then fear dropped upon him like the night. He was caught in a net of delicate, deep forces he could not manage, knowing neither their origin nor purpose. He had walked into some huge psychic trap elaborately planned and baited, yet calculated for another man than himself. Something had lured him in, something in the landscape, the time of the day, his mood. Owing to some undiscovered weakness in himself he had been easily caught. He fear slipped easily into terror.
What happened next occured with such spee and concentration that it all seemed crammed into a moment. At once and in a heap it happened. It was quite inevitable. Down the road to meet him a man came swaying from side to side in drukenness quite obviously feigned - a tramp; and while Earzo made room for him to pass, the lurch changed in a second to attack, and the fellow was upon him. The blow was sudden and terrific, yet even while it fell Earzo was aware that behind him rushed a second man, who caught his legs from under him and bore him with a thud and crash to the ground. Blows rained then; he saw a gleam of something shining; a sudden deadly nausea plunged him into utter weakness where resistance was impossible.
Something of fire entered his throat, and from his mouth poured a thick sweet thing that choked him. The world sank far away into darkness . . .

Author's Note

what do you think?

Reviews

[Joshua]

It's interesting that you chose to put the character's thought in quotation marks. It's not wrong, but it is certainly a divergence from the traditional. I applaud you for that even though it made me think at first that he said it out loud, and so I had to read over the sentence twice. I would suggest that you replace 'the lurch changed in a second to attack' with 'the lurch changed in a second to an attack'. The word 'speed' is missing the d at the end. 'Blows rained then' could be replaced by 'Blows then rained down upon him' or something along that line.

Other than that, though, everything is great. I especially liked your description of the attack, especially the last few sentences.

[PyroKitty24]

How deep! And another cliffhanger! Again, I'm disappointed in the chapter length, but the chapter was so good that it makes up for it!

[JulieZee]

Beautiful! Dare I say that your prose flows like Hermann Hesse. Becareful in the first paragraph. You explain his trespassing in over three different ways.
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[heqman]

nice

[heqman]

this chapter three is wonderful

[heqman]

you are something out of this world.