MIndA Story by ATGOpening scene to a story that I don't know if I want to write.
A young man sat on a foldout chair in a room without windows or a door. He was wearing what he wore when he went to bed that night. The room had dark red walls. The room was bright, but no light source existed. The ceiling, floor, and walls looked exactly the same. The room was empty except for him and the chair.
He tried to get off the chair and found his legs wouldn't work. He tried moving his arms. Nothing happened. He tried to scream for help. His mouth didn't even move. Only his head seemed to move. As he began to panic, a part of the wall in front of him extended from itself. The piece glided along the wall and exposed a rectangular area of darkness. A man in a dark blue shirt and blue jeans stepped out of the shadows. The fragment then returned to the wall. He walked over to the man sitting in the chair and leaned forward so his faces almost meet the seated man. "Hello James. Do you remember me?" the man in the blue shirt said. James shook his head quickly four times. "I figured you didn't, but I remember you. You once knew me under the name Ryan, but I'm now called Hades," The man said. "Do you know who Hades is James?" James tried to answer the man, but his voice wouldn't come. Hades told James," He was the Greek god of the underworld. The brother of the mighty Zeus. Do you know why I call myself that?" He shook his head. "Because I am going to kill you, James. You are going to pay for what you did to me," Hades told him angrily. James frantically moved his head about trying to move any part of his body. Hades grabbed his head and forced James to look at him. He then told him," You are wasting your energy, James. Nothing will move. Only your head will and that is only because I allow it. " James jerked his head free from his grasp. He looked at his feet instead of Hades. "How do you think I keep you from moving around without any restraints? How this room has no windows or doors?" Hades asked him as he circled around the chair. "Because it isn't real. At this, James looked at Hades with a puzzled look. "It is all in here," Hades said tapping on James forehead. He then snapped his fingers and a jet of fire erupted from the floor behind him. "Goodbye James. Burn in Hell," Hades said calmly and began to laugh. He stepped through the fire, which was growing larger, and disappeared. James could feel the intense heat in the room. He tried once again to move. Nothing happened. He shook his head in desperation, hoping his body would move at any moment. Suddenly he couldn't move his head. Against his will, his head faced forward looking into the fire. Flames started to burn his legs. He tried to scream, but still couldn't. The fire quickly engulfed his entire body, burning every part of him. It was only then that his body responded to him. He jumped out of the chair screaming in agony. He ran around the room trying to get away from the fire, but couldn't. The room was filled with fire and there was no way out. In the real world, James slept in his bed. He moaned and moved around. He was covered in a cold sweat. Nearby, a man in dark green jacket and jeans sat on a fold out chair. He smiled under the hood of his jacket. "Goodbye James," said Hades as he stood from the chair. He snapped his fingers. James gave one last groan and then went silent. His heart had stopped beating in his chest. Hades left James' apartment, closed the door behind him and left the building. © 2008 ATGAuthor's Note
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Added on November 29, 2008AuthorATGIndependence, KYAboutI'm 21 years old. I like to watch movies and TV. I love to read and write stories. I have a good number of book ideas which are currently not written. I'm currently writing a good number of sho.. more..Writing
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