Chapter twelve
Vin sat in a corner , of the cold and damp room long .. Long until he couldn't remember again . He wasn't even able to keep track of time again .
The gradually streaming rays of light , was a little reminder that it was another morning . Another day to be filled dread . Another day to be filled a deep sense of failure .
His stomach agreed to that one fact ,by letting out a grumble. He hadn't ate anything nourishing since he came . His bag that contained some edible fruits had been taken away from him . One stonegyole had been giving him some stale bread and some watery soup .
The huge iron door had a tiny rectangular cut in it . It was where the bread and soup have been passed to him .
But what exactly was his offense ? At least if he was going to be suffering he'll have to know what his offence was .
He tried screaming ,but he heated nothing back . Just the creepy echo of his voice coming back to meet him .
The plate scraped the floor as it made it way to him. He stood up and tried his luck again . Perhaps he'll be able to hold a conversation this time around. He had been trying to have some small talks with the gyoles to get them to say something. But all his effort had been going down the drain , adding fuel to the feeling of being downcast .
Maybe , just maybe he shouldn't give up yet. Just thinking about all the stupid things he said , almost made him shook his head in annoyance .
He remembered asking a particular gyole , the one that came to give him the food for the first time . He remembered asking him his name .
It simply turned his back as soon as the food is delivered and went back to wherever he came from . Vin scrapped on the floor, running his fingers through the dirty and dusty floor that had accumulated over the years .
He tried to reach for the tiny rectangular hole as his flattened his fingers out on the door , running them through the door , caressing them inch by inch and trying to see if he could push it open again.
But of course , he had touch luck with that. He ended up getting a cut on his index finger when he probed too much and accidentally cut himself .
His shoulders slumped in defeat , as he tried to ruminate. He accepted fate for the time being and tried to ate . He lifted the thin bread up , to examine it from the little light streaming from the high window . Though it seems like the moon was full , or perhaps crescent as he couldn't tell . He didn't catch a good glimpse of the bread .
He lifted the bread to his nose and sniffed it however on hygienically it may seems. The smell had him on the brink of puking whatever was remaining of the lunch he ate before coming to this hell hole .
The bread was stale . He pushed the plate aside and sat crouched to a corner .
Soon , more cold descended on him and every suddenly became chilly . He tried to keep himself warm , by rubbing his dirty palms together and blowing hear on them . He rubbed his hand on his face and other opened part of his body.
Very soon enough , he got tired of the exercise as it wasn't enough to warm his whole body from the cold .
He wasn't accustomed with the cold . Heck, the dreamchasers city was mostly warm and sometimes it was just a bit cold .
But apparently what he would consider as "cold " would definitely be considered warm here . Finally , his heavy mind begin to weigh down on him and he rested his head between his thighs.
There seems to be more heat there . After all the thinking he knew not of the time when sleep dragged him away to the quiet world
And there he had a nightmare . He was back at the market again , looking around . Trying to see for himself, trying to navigate .
He was in awe and admiration of the beautiful but corrupted city . It was beautiful on the outside but manly rotten and filled with fearful citizen who worked all day and night just to be able to pay their due taxes for their Lord ruler .
Vin was saddened by the thought . And then suddenly , he bumped into a huge muscled chest . He looked up at the towering height of the man , who was scowling down on him .
He bent his head to apologise , but a brutal punch was met to his jaw . His nose instantly became dislocated .
Oh no ! His disguise . Another punch flew over to his head , knocking him out of breath and to the ground. His vision began spinning and soon he couldn't see very well.
He blinked and blinked rapidly , with the hope of seeing more clearer things . And it seems to work .
The first face he saw was that of Maree's . But how ?
What is she doing here ?
More faces begin to float besides him , above him and almost all the dreamchasers were suddenly surrounding him . His hope soared and happiness filled his mind .
At least he'll be surrounded by his own people . By people who supported him .
He wanted to stand up , but could not . The punch still had him reeling. So he held out his hand ,waiting for someone to help him up .
But no one did anything . They were whispering furiously to themselves and some were even pointing fingers at him ,Maree included .
Fear clouded his mind and confusion paralyzed him . What is happening ? What exactly is going on ?
Why aren't they helping him .
A long hand held out from the crowd , leaning in to his position and he sighed in relief . Finally! Someone at last !
He drew in his breath as the person whose face he saw to be his master , helped him up .
"Master ..... " He begin. The words caught in his throat as tears stung his eyes . He had betrayed them . But they are still here . For him .
"You have failed us . You have failed the entire race of dreamchasers and now the upcoming generation . " Master Liam practically sneered at him .
What..w...what's going on . Aren't they here for him ?
"We trusted you . We trusted you to do well , we trusted you to take the risk and bring back the opportunity . But look what you've done. Finding trouble when you're supposed not to . You are a disgrace . "
He stared at his master . And there was it . The words that he loathe so much. That he never wished to hear them ever again.
Suddenly ,his master let go of his hand and he fell back on a rock . He looked around, mocking smile filled their faces and they all laughed at him .
They all told him ,in deep and loud voice about how he was , and had been a disgrace .
The tears that he was trying so hard to suppress came back in full mode . Then it got so loud .
The noise !
So loud that he couldn't hear any other thing . Noooo!! He screamed as he held his head in pain .
Noooo! They can't do this to him . They can't ! Dreamchasers are supposed to stick together at all times. Come through thick and thin together . Their rejection stung him to an unthinkable degree .
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He opened his eyes with a gasp , beads of sweat was quick to form on his head and he begin to shiver .
"Noooo . " He whispered into the night . It was dark again in the cell , not that it was always light before . But at least it hadn't been this dark .
Muccus and tears from the nightmare was smeared all over his face and his heart palpitations increased ten fold . This was what he feared the most !
It was his biggest fear . To be an outcast . To be rejected .
Hope and certain energy rushed through him and he felt suddenly energized. Instead of draining out his energy , the nightmare seems to have done the exact opposite .
Perhaps fear could also be used to achieve your goals . He gulped air and forced himself to think. There had to be something! Anything! There has to be a way out of this damn thing .
He stood up on his tippy toes and even with that he wasn't able to see the window . He rubbed his hand on the wall , through the four corners of the room , trying to see if there's a weak spot anywhere .
But he found none .
The room or maybe the whole house was built with stone . Yes , stone !
That certainly did ring some memories inside his brain ! The stonegyoles! But how will he be able to talk to them ?
Will they even talk to him at all ?? . From what he had known and was thought , stonegyoles are the second level and the second hierarchy of gyoles . They are created from stone .
There must be some connections . The fuse !
It is said to expand or decrease over time as events change . Though their fuse / satchel mainly consist of just orders from their creators , there is still a tiny little space that would be hard to reach .
Vin was sure that in his case , it'll probably be harder than with the normal ones . This ones aren't normal !
They were created directly by Lord ruler ,to suit his own personal purpose. So the possibility of there being no other space at all , or very little space that'll be as sure as anything to be dirty .
But that doesn't mean he'll give up. He wouldn't . He tried racking his brain a few more times and it worked . He has gotten an idea .
He looked around the cell and tried to see if there would be anything to use . If there would be any useful things for him .
His roaming face fell on the three stacks of plate and spoon that laid in a side . Perhaps the spoon would be more useful.
If only he was able to communicate with them in their language ,it would have ensured the safety of his plan.
Then he begin to wait . Slowly and precisely ! Whatever Sim he was kept hers for , he knew it judgement wouldn't be now . It was as if they were planning to keep him there . Perhaps to torture him.
But what exactly was his offense?!
And so , he begin to wait for the time when they'll bring the food again . He'll start putting the plan into action with waiting anymore . It was a very dangerous game but then there's a saying that goes " the most dangerous place is also the most safest . "
And then , safe or not he would have to try it out first . He couldn't die waiting for death to just come to him that easily .
He'll do something . And that too , fast !