I failed, I failed to pay my due. Now I feel like I was trapped in here, intentionally. Regret is flowing through my blood, as I am seeing nothing in front of my eyes. Being blindfolded, I'm getting pulled towards an unknown place, an unknown room.
My ears are all open and I can hear the screams and laughs. Both being feminine.
My mind only having thoughts of our past and future, not the present. Me and my wife, Evie, are being treated as animals as they throw us in a room, tying up our hands and legs and blindfolding us.
The room is huge and vacant, the echoes our voice makes tells me that.
"Elias! What are we gonna do now?", Evie says as she cries, and I, being able to do nothing, say "I'm sorry!", while weeping.
"Well, well. See what we got here! Another one! Why don't these damn animals get their lessons? I'm tired of giving them those!", the voice of someone echoed through the room as other voices laughed.
Evie's hands were touching mine, and I suddenly felt it slipping away. They are taking Evie away from me, as I hear her screams intensify. As soon as I was going to scream my lungs out, I realized my mouth was also tied up with a rope.
"Open his blindfold now!", that terrifying voice strikes again.
I feel a lot of disgusting hands touching my face to open my blindfold. It has been hours since I saw something, and as soon as I opened my eyes, my eyes begged me to close it.
I see a lot of men and women around Evie, a little far away from me, doing something to her.
My eyes widen as I see her mouth getting stitched up by needles and threads by those monsters.
I can't do anything except sit there while seeing and hearing her going through this hell. She is the sweetest person I met in my life, and also the most innocent one. Why is she getting the punishment of my debt?
My eyes went dry and my face got tired of trying to break the ropes I was tied with.
Blood was everywhere around Evie as they were done stitching up her mouth and she was just laying there with no control over her body anymore, but those eyes. My insides were exploding with regret as I saw those innocent eyes of her, begging for help, going through extreme pain all alone, not even being able to scream or talk through her stitched mouth.
I'm only getting more tense as I see her getting dragged in by those monsters. They put her in a big glass box, that can contain more than 3 humans. It was full of salt with a little water.
They laid her on top of the box of salt and started putting some kind of worms on top of her. They started taking me close to her, probably to let me observe those things even better.
I'm internally dead as I'm seeing her getting bitten by those worm-like creatures creating bloody cuts on her body, they increase the number of worms as her internal screams begin to rise, which can only be heard by me.
She started to struggle a lot getting her body parts bitten. Just in a minute, the salt in the box became all red with her blood. The smile of those monsters indicated that hell is just at its initial part.
They start pushing her down the salt heap and salt starts touching her wounds, which persisted now in hundreds. She starts drowning in the salt and the salt starts going in her eyes, giving her an amount of pain I can never imagine. As soon as the salt started going into her nose, stopping her breath, they pulled her nose out of the salt and pushed her down. Now she was experiencing pain every single second while not being able to scream at all and still not die.
They stopped her from dying and living at the same time.
The people around me are holding my face and eyes to make sure I witness every one of these. They killed me internally and her in all ways.
What happened the other parts of the hour, I can't remember, just because I don't want to.
One thing that was consistent through that part of my life, was that voice. That voice of that devil who was instructing all those people to do those stuff to my wife.
I then finally saw the end of her suffering, and I saw them taking her body out of the salt and packing her with a white paper.
"Sell her to the necrophiles!", said that Devil's voice.
My heart stopped almost completely and they dragged my body around the floor towards the exit and threw me out.
My mind was full of these thoughts but my mouth spoke none.
"So you are really hiding this from me? I guess that's reasonable.", Lucian said.
"Just know that It's to take revenge on some people who killed my wife.", Elias said, trying to cut the call.
"I understand.", Lucian said with a comforting voice and cut the call.
He has his strong reasons to do this. This art surely contains information that he will be able to use against those people, or get closer to them maybe.
Well, I do have a plan on how to perform this heist, but I'll have to check on a lot of things before I decide something.
Lucian closed his eyes for a second and sat on his bed, while having his phone in his hands.
Just after 3 seconds, he took his phone and called Elias again.
"My work is done for now, so goodnight Mr.Blackwood, I'm going to sleep.", Luther said yawning.
Elias made some signs with his hands, indicating a goodnight, while losing himself on his chair. He got up again as he received Lucian's call.
"Hello?", Luther asked quickly.
"Oh hello. What I was saying is that I might not be able to do this project tomorrow. I'll need some specific day or days to do this. Is that ok?", Lucian asked.
"If that ensures the project's completion, then it's okay.", Elias said, with an unusually calm voice.
"Sure. That's all I need. Thanks.", Lucian cut the call.
Lucian looks at the calendar and remembers something. Then he lays on his bed with his laptop on his lap. Getting comfortable while thinking was his favorite thing to do, even if life didn't give him much of those moments.
18th July, 2001. That's when the Eclipse Cultural Museum was established, which should mean that in just 4 days, the museum would be celebrating its 22nd year...