The Ransomed Brain

by Agama Stone Hera [Reviews - 0]

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  • All Ages
  • Swearing
  • Action/Adventure, Alternate Universe

At the end of the tunnel, fire fought with water. I was 19 years old. Alone. Boiling water shot at my feet, scalding my ankles, climbing up to my shins, my knees, my thighs. On the other side of the tunnel stood a door - the one I previously saw as my salvation, the door that had helped me escape. There was no going back for me. I had no other way than forward, into the fire. I ripped the silver chain off my necklace, removed the star-shaped locket, and opened the secret compartment. Inside was a pill. Magicked by scientists, sold at the Freemason market for the highest bid. I stole it from a thief. Now it was going to help me get through this ordeal. I popped the pill into my mouth and swallowed it quickly. It had an immediate effect. I no longer felt the scalding water. I no longer felt anything at all. I walked through the boiling water as they leveled up to my waist, my chest, my throat, and felt no pain. I looked at the vortex of fire and water and leaped inside. Red and blue swallowed me whole and I felt nothing. I spent some time inside the vortex, it was a mesmerizing experience of colors and uncontrollable movements. I waited patiently and eventually the vortex spat me out. I landed on the shore, on fine-grained sand. Moving on my own was strange. My skin peeled off, some of my flesh too, I was a mess. A person saw me and screamed. I walled away. I walked without a purpose and that in itself made me feel free. I walked until my legs gave out, right beneath the shade of an old tree. I reached my arms out and hugged it. I shared my story with the tree, said goodbye, and went to sleep. When I woke up, I was told I could only ever live alongside this tree, never leaving the boundaries of the money forest. There was no other alternative for trespassing, you could only go in but never out.