Aug 2014
Her eyes slowly lifted, she squinted at the light practically burning her eyes. There were shapes, human shapes, surrounding her but she couldn't make out the faces. Then within her line of sight a fist comes hurling towards her face, connecting with her jaw and giving her whiplash on top of the large bruise that was surely already forming.
All of sudden there was shouting and bright lights coming from every direction, gun shots blazing through the dimly lit room. A man shouted her name, she couldn't tell where it came from or who said it but they certainly said Clara. She scanned the room, bodies were steadily dropping, men screaming like babies, suddenly the ropes that tied her hands were being undone.
"We've got you ma'am" said a familiar voice from the shadows.
As quickly as it all began she was being carried through a dark hallway in strong arms. Slowly all the lights faded to nothing and she could no longer even hear her own breath.
All of sudden there was shouting and bright lights coming from every direction, gun shots blazing through the dimly lit room. A man shouted her name, she couldn't tell where it came from or who said it but they certainly said Clara. She scanned the room, bodies were steadily dropping, men screaming like babies, suddenly the ropes that tied her hands were being undone.
"We've got you ma'am" said a familiar voice from the shadows.
As quickly as it all began she was being carried through a dark hallway in strong arms. Slowly all the lights faded to nothing and she could no longer even hear her own breath.
Clara is the name of a fictional character I created to be part of a Poetic Mafia Novel, the novel may or may not be written, but this is a beginning story that we won't be using. I thought I'd share Clara's story with everyone here. If you like it or have ideas or guesses about how it will continue. Please comment below. I will be posting new additions ever few days. Thank you for reading. :)
