Within a week or two, I will have my first book, “VICAD – THE BEGINNING” published. It’s fantasy fiction, being published by Serene Woods. It is first in the series of two books. I present here the prologue of the book, for your comments and response. I hope you enjoy it.
The silhouette stepped into the dark corridor and moved down the unknown length of the passage. After eighteen precise steps it stopped, turned right, pushed open an unseen door and took a step inside.
A cold, heavy voice filled the room, “So, how are we today?”
The room remained silent.
“Oh dear, I sincerely advice you to not go on an I-will-remain-silent campaign,” the evil in the voice grew, “or otherwise I have my methods to make you speak.”
The room still remained as silent as a graveyard.
“You seem determined,” the voice became colder, “It’s been time since I tried my skills.”
The moment he said this, the room rang with a woman’s cry; the moan of an animal.
She spoke a moment later, and even a child could have spotted the anguish and fear it contained.
“What do you want from me?”
He started laughing.
“You know, your voice is so sweet and you are so beautiful that I hate to hurt you, but you leave me with no other choice.”
“Why don’t you let me go? Send me back!” she trembled.
“Send you back!” He was surprised. “Have you forgotten that he did give you a chance to go back? It was you who spoiled the opportunity, not me,” he grew angry, “Is it my fault that you didn’t have any common sense? NO.”
The girl started crying, her sobs echoing in the otherwise silent room. Time passed.
“But I am really thankful to you that you didn’t leave.” He laughed; the evil in the air growing with each passing second. “I couldn’t have been this close to my goal had it not been for you.”
He paused. “I had come to inform you of the progress we have made. The time is coming, I have foreseen it.
And as for you dear, do not worry about living in this horrifying place anymore; you will soon be released.” The room was filled with a roaring laugh.
The gate closed and a dim yellow light bathed the room. The girl looked around at the four walls with which she had become so familiar since the last few centuries. Right in front of her was a large mirror. She stared at her reflection.
A young girl, tied to a transparent glass pane, floating in the air. Her outstretched hands were tied to the glass with invisible ropes and so were her legs. An invisible knot around her forehead made sure her head didn’t hang in the air.
A perfect female version of Christ.
She kept looking at her naked reflection as her body started dissolving in the air. First her hands and legs, followed by the rest of her body. Soon there was no trace of her, except for the mist that now surrounded the glass pane.
Harss woke up with a start.