章 9: Chapter 8 The cold

I kept running through glass corridors and hallways. Then I'd come across a maze of different paths branching up ahead.

My body was shivering so hard and I could feel my limbs becoming numb from the cold.

I knew I was crying yet my tears were frozen on my cheeks. Refusing to fall.

I kept walking, pushing forward but I knew this was going to be my end. I was running out of time.

I stumbled into another room and it looked like a throne room. A massive seat ahead of me and the ceiling was made up of glass. I could see the stars glittering above, illuminating the massive room in an eerie glow. I left the room quickly.

I kept walking. Hoping he's not anywhere around.

Dying is the worst feeling one could come across. Especially, if there are so many things yet to be done. I couldn't save my sister. I didn't get to have my first love either I think numbly. I wanted to see the sunset one last time. I wanted to eat beef pokey as I did as a kid. I sob and laugh at these thoughts.

I stumble into another room and I don't have the energy to feel horrified anymore.

There are different creatures in giant containers. in liquid green water. One looks like a disfigured mermaid and in another, there is a half-human half serpent-looking, creature.

Is this his collection? Does he collect species for fun? I wondered looking at the number of creatures in the room.

I keep walking, my vision starting to blackout slowly. I look at an empty glass container and couldn't help the bitter smile.

I suppose I can picture myself inside one of those with my name labeled at the bottom.

The only difference is that he won't get me alive. And that thought, as sad as it sounded comforted me.

I feel my knees hit the floor. I somehow manage to curl into a ball and hug myself tightly. I couldn't feel my limbs anymore and my breathing slows down.

A glowing pixy creature in the closest container taps at the glass looking at me. I blink at it slowly in response wondering where he captured it from.

To my despair, my last thoughts were filled with the Zakerian. His green eyes and high cheekbones. The cruelty in his smile and the way he liked to see me in pain.

I feel my heartbeat slow in my chest and all my senses become numb. The last thing I remembered was how warm the Zakerian's arms felt as he held me close.