Monday, April 10, 2017

100 Words a Day 1053

I slurred, “there’s something in my drink,” to myself before blackness overtook me.

I bucket-full of frigid water snapped my eyes open. I was in a room of indeterminate size, but the space around me was illuminated by a number of candles on tall stands, arranged in a circle. Two people, at least I hoped they were people, stood before me, the shape of their bodies and their faces hidden by voluminous robes with deep hoods.


“Please allow me to apologize Mr. Aegis for your abrupt awakening. The urgency of our mission prevents us from offering a more civilized reception.”

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