Chapter 5 : New life
Zander woke up. He remembered the horn and the face, the mirror, the room. He remembered all of it. He looked around for Joyce's warm embrace but when he got it, all he felt was the sheer cold coming from deep within her soul, from everyone's soul.
Zander once again woke up. A few weeks had past but he still had nightmares about the incident. "I'm sorry, but we only have one child that fits that… uh, description." "That is fine please let me see it." Zander heard loud boots accompanying the small shoes of his caretaker Joyce. Then entered a huge man, he wore peculiar round glasses and a long black overcoat. He had a creepy smile on his face and Zander could feel the coldness from where he sat. "A fine specimen indeed" the man inched closer. "Yes he sure is, he was left hear only a few weeks ago on a very cold day so there is no hope that his mother will be back." "I'll take him," the man smiled to himself, "How much will he be?"
Zander looked out of the basket he was placed in and wondered where they were going. He only saw endless bleak landscape for a while before he saw the large black horse standing in a field of snow. They rode on for who knows how long, 'till they reached a bustling city, full of all sorts. The man entered a large town house filled with all sorts of weird looking items. Then the man carried him down a long set of stairs before walking across the room and putting him in a glass cell. As the man walked back, Zander noticed all the glass cells filled with all the other children that this man must've gotten from all his other escapades. He saw them plugged into wires and cables; he saw biological "enhancements" scattered all over them. He saw the pain in their eyes. He felt the darkness. He saw the darkness. He felt it rush over him and fill his very being with the cold. He felt the pain they felt. He felt the cold he felt. He felt the joy she felt. He felt the sorrow they felt. And he felt the death that they suffered.