Arbetsdag nr. 2!
When will life take a new turn? - Part 12 {English}
2014-10-08 | 
15:00:00 | 
Valedale:
- "Maybe it was not such a good idea to spy on her!" Did Elisabeth worried when she spun the teacup. Her movements were shaky and nervous.
- "Do not say that you begin to change your mind? It was your idea from scratch!" Avalon sat opposite her. He had just turned his face from the backyard to look at her.
Last they had seen was that night that he, drunk, had kissed her.
Elisabeth could not stop thinking about it. The scene was played over and over, as if it were stuck on repeat. She tried to keep a good face while they sat together in the kitchen, quiet and drank tea together. It was Avalon who invited her.
- "Well I know! However, there is something that tells me that this was really not a good idea!" She said and turned uncomfortable on the chair she was sitting on. Avalon brought her own cup to his mouth and drank the hot tea.
- "Is it something we should take up with Fripp?" He asked.
Elizabeth shook her head.
- "No, it's probably nothing!" She smiled at him and pushed away his empty teacup.
- "I think it can be anything, as soon as you get this kind of vibe it has always ultimately proved to be correct and we have been learned since then to trust your gut feeling., You remember what Fripp said?" He continued and pushed her empty teacup towards her empty.
Elisabeth nodded.
- "Well, when you say it." She murmured without looking up and give him eye contact. She stared blindly at her hands, which still trembled.
- "What's your gut feeling? Your idea was not a good idea?" She nodded.
- "The very first day I suggested it to you, I got the feeling that it was not a good idea." Avalon beat hands down on the table so Elisabeth jumped to and viewed Avalon who stood up from the table. He stared into her green eyes.
- "What? And you say it now?" He growled at her. Elizabeth smiled, seeing Avalon angry was not exactly uncommon.
- "I have to cut you off in any way. You and Chiara was incredibly stubborn at each other and neither one of you wanted to give you., I suggested that the proposal only to be silent on both of you." Her smile disappeared and she moved her eyes to the backyard where the wild flowers had finished blooming for the day. The grass field was dry and had not had so much water. It was a long time ago it rained.
Avalon sat down and rubbed his temples and sighed resignedly.
- "What's your gut feeling?" He asked her. Elizabeth thought for a while until she let her gaze once again fall on the scenery outside the window.
- "The fact that something is wrong, terribly wrong!" She sighed. Avalon reached for noticed her hand. When she reputation aside, he got hold of it again. His thumb caressed the back of her hand. Then he looked into her face and their eyes met.
They where interrupt when the sound of clattering hooves hit the ground. They got up from the kitchen table and hurried out the front door and was greeted by Chiara, who came riding in insane incitement gallop!
She threw herself of Wild Lions back and ended up on her knees in front of them.
- "Emma is gone!" She screamed and fell into tears. Elisabeth's hand flew to her mouth and stared at Avalon, who clenched his fists in anger.
Dark Core:
I do not know what happened or how I even got here. My memory was shaky and I tried to focus my eyes on anything, but no matter how I tried, I could not see anything. Full I bobbed up and down and my vision was completely black. Someone carried me but where?
The sound of the sea struck against something and the feet were moving towards the metal was the only sound that reached my ears. I could not move when the whole I was tied. The arms were tightly bound behind my back and legs were together. I was unable to even move.
- "This way!" I heard a woman's voice loud and clear.
I felt we turned around and continued to walk a bit further. I tried to move a little, but at the slightest movement, a reputation to me. I felt I panicked and felt heavy breathing. I started kicking. Although my legs were tied, I felt my legs hit the man, who moaned and fell forward, down on his knees and I went forward and hit the page. The black fabric lying across my face came off and I could finally see where we were.
The building looked like an oil rig. The building consisted only of steel and just stood somewhere in the middle of the ocean. Most often used platforms is to dig down deep tunnels under the sea and pump up oil far below sea level.
- "Young bastard" Another man walked towards me and past the man who lay moaning. He took hold of the shirt on me and lifted me up against his face. I tried to scream but how hard I tried, nothing happened, the voice had betrayed me.
- "Ron: Not here!" Growled the woman put her hand on his arm. - "Let the boss see her first!"
Ron looked revengeful into my eyes before he smiled. The smile was more than amusing. He put me over his shoulder and we were moving again.
- "Hope you're right, I have some ideas I want to do!" His voice startled me. I tried to free myself again, but Ron's hold on me was harder than the man before and I gave up. I knew all too well how strong he was.
A door opened and we entered a dark room, the only light that reached into the room was a pink glow from outside. I was thrown down on the hard floor. My arms got the hit. I clenched my lips to keep from crying, did not matter if I tried. The tears welled up and ran down my cheeks.
I spun around and ended up so that I could kneel. Before me, it was a black desktop. Behind the desk sat a man. I could not see the man's face because was completely dark and hidden by the darkness of the room. I swallowed.
- "Hmm, is that her?" The man's voice was dark and nasty. I could not put my finger on whether I have seen or heard him before.
- "Yes!" The woman answered again. The man stood up and walked around the desk. He wore a suit brighter than the other men and women. The tie was careless about his neck, and the white shirt was wrinkled. He sat in front of me on the black desk and put his hands crossed over the chest.
- "So this is Emma." He smiled when he said it. - "I guess you might understand that you have created lot of problems for my business, if nothing else, it has to create substantial problems for Mr. Kembell." He went and moved his arm against his cheek and leaned against it while he talked. - "Perhaps you know why you're here?" I shook my head.
He laughed again, and the others behind me fell into it.
- "I thought it was very crystal clear: But you, and your boyfriend is here that I have chosen to destroy you both. But not in the old way. This will crush your total and make you vanish into thin air!" He stood up and came forward into the light. Still, he was unknown to me. He was tall, his face was elongated at him, square chin and well-chiselled cheekbones. His eyes were small and had dark circles under the eyes. He squatted down in front of me. I flinched away from him.
He studied my face long before he then stood up and walked behind me. I was shaking and the whole situation seemed dangerous. - "But on the other hand, had the pleasure to put a bullet here," I felt something cold touched me by the neck and clicks came. I started crying, tears running down my cheeks. He started laughing.
I went up to my stomach when I got a kick in the back. My face took the worst of the blast and the pain was abominable. Every blood vessel in the body pumped blood and sent pain signals to the brain.
- "Ron, you can take care of her, the rest of you take care of the little brat!" He said. - "I'll get prepared victim game until later, with the light from Pandora." He smiled again.
Ron's step came towards me and lifted me back over his shoulder. I saw on the floor how it was stained red by the blood that came from me. I heard the door closed behind us and realized later that it was only he, alone, who went away with me.
We ended up in another corridor, which was completely empty of people. Only the sound of Ron's shoes that echoed against the metal. We had come midway through the hallway, I knew how he lifted me up a bit over the shoulder and threw me away. I screamed loudly and waited for the pain that came when I hit the back of the metal.
I sobbed and tried to see clearly what was happening. I saw Ron was standing above me with an evil grin on his face. I could see how revengeful he was, and to be alone with me was something he longed for. He sat down on one knee and lifted me with one left hand. He raised his right arm and directed into a blow to the face, I trick my eyes and waited for the bang.
I heard something hard hit something hard. I slowly opened my eyes and felt myself slowly sinking down against the metal floor and Ron fell down over me and then ended up on his back next to me, unconscious. I looked up and saw a woman with blond hair and blazing eyes that glow in green. Her dress looked like it was sewn by summer's green leaves. She shook her head and green eyes that they just called where to a normal blue color.
She turned her face towards me, with a slight movement of the hand as Claire stood there in costume, unlike the woman before.
Behind her came the two other men.
- "Take him to your room, I need to talk alone with him, and she can throw in you know where!" She growled and looked with disgust at me. Another, at least as strong as Ron, picked me up in his arms and took off further down the hall, while the other man struggled to get out Ron, the completely opposite direction.
I where tired and out. As we walked back along the mass complicated corridors that had absence of hallway lights, I started slowly lulled to sleep. The man who held me was shaking me, I would not fall asleep. I kept myself awake while he found his way to a private room.
He stopped just outside the room. He opened the door and sat me down on the floor in the room. I could not see his face but I could sense he was not like the other men. Careful and loving. He threw something on me, which felt like a rough sack textile, left me alone and then locked the door behind her. I leaned my head back against the wall before I felt myself slowly slid down the side to the floor. The pain from both the face and the back made me drift off, the last thing I saw was a dark figure in the same room, but who or what it was I did not think about before my eyes where black and I fell into a deep abyss.
- "Maybe it was not such a good idea to spy on her!" Did Elisabeth worried when she spun the teacup. Her movements were shaky and nervous.
- "Do not say that you begin to change your mind? It was your idea from scratch!" Avalon sat opposite her. He had just turned his face from the backyard to look at her.
Last they had seen was that night that he, drunk, had kissed her.
Elisabeth could not stop thinking about it. The scene was played over and over, as if it were stuck on repeat. She tried to keep a good face while they sat together in the kitchen, quiet and drank tea together. It was Avalon who invited her.
- "Well I know! However, there is something that tells me that this was really not a good idea!" She said and turned uncomfortable on the chair she was sitting on. Avalon brought her own cup to his mouth and drank the hot tea.
- "Is it something we should take up with Fripp?" He asked.
Elizabeth shook her head.
- "No, it's probably nothing!" She smiled at him and pushed away his empty teacup.
- "I think it can be anything, as soon as you get this kind of vibe it has always ultimately proved to be correct and we have been learned since then to trust your gut feeling., You remember what Fripp said?" He continued and pushed her empty teacup towards her empty.
Elisabeth nodded.
- "Well, when you say it." She murmured without looking up and give him eye contact. She stared blindly at her hands, which still trembled.
- "What's your gut feeling? Your idea was not a good idea?" She nodded.
- "The very first day I suggested it to you, I got the feeling that it was not a good idea." Avalon beat hands down on the table so Elisabeth jumped to and viewed Avalon who stood up from the table. He stared into her green eyes.
- "What? And you say it now?" He growled at her. Elizabeth smiled, seeing Avalon angry was not exactly uncommon.
- "I have to cut you off in any way. You and Chiara was incredibly stubborn at each other and neither one of you wanted to give you., I suggested that the proposal only to be silent on both of you." Her smile disappeared and she moved her eyes to the backyard where the wild flowers had finished blooming for the day. The grass field was dry and had not had so much water. It was a long time ago it rained.
Avalon sat down and rubbed his temples and sighed resignedly.
- "What's your gut feeling?" He asked her. Elizabeth thought for a while until she let her gaze once again fall on the scenery outside the window.
- "The fact that something is wrong, terribly wrong!" She sighed. Avalon reached for noticed her hand. When she reputation aside, he got hold of it again. His thumb caressed the back of her hand. Then he looked into her face and their eyes met.
They where interrupt when the sound of clattering hooves hit the ground. They got up from the kitchen table and hurried out the front door and was greeted by Chiara, who came riding in insane incitement gallop!
She threw herself of Wild Lions back and ended up on her knees in front of them.
- "Emma is gone!" She screamed and fell into tears. Elisabeth's hand flew to her mouth and stared at Avalon, who clenched his fists in anger.
Dark Core:
I do not know what happened or how I even got here. My memory was shaky and I tried to focus my eyes on anything, but no matter how I tried, I could not see anything. Full I bobbed up and down and my vision was completely black. Someone carried me but where?
The sound of the sea struck against something and the feet were moving towards the metal was the only sound that reached my ears. I could not move when the whole I was tied. The arms were tightly bound behind my back and legs were together. I was unable to even move.
- "This way!" I heard a woman's voice loud and clear.
I felt we turned around and continued to walk a bit further. I tried to move a little, but at the slightest movement, a reputation to me. I felt I panicked and felt heavy breathing. I started kicking. Although my legs were tied, I felt my legs hit the man, who moaned and fell forward, down on his knees and I went forward and hit the page. The black fabric lying across my face came off and I could finally see where we were.
The building looked like an oil rig. The building consisted only of steel and just stood somewhere in the middle of the ocean. Most often used platforms is to dig down deep tunnels under the sea and pump up oil far below sea level.
- "Young bastard" Another man walked towards me and past the man who lay moaning. He took hold of the shirt on me and lifted me up against his face. I tried to scream but how hard I tried, nothing happened, the voice had betrayed me.
- "Ron: Not here!" Growled the woman put her hand on his arm. - "Let the boss see her first!"
Ron looked revengeful into my eyes before he smiled. The smile was more than amusing. He put me over his shoulder and we were moving again.
- "Hope you're right, I have some ideas I want to do!" His voice startled me. I tried to free myself again, but Ron's hold on me was harder than the man before and I gave up. I knew all too well how strong he was.
A door opened and we entered a dark room, the only light that reached into the room was a pink glow from outside. I was thrown down on the hard floor. My arms got the hit. I clenched my lips to keep from crying, did not matter if I tried. The tears welled up and ran down my cheeks.
I spun around and ended up so that I could kneel. Before me, it was a black desktop. Behind the desk sat a man. I could not see the man's face because was completely dark and hidden by the darkness of the room. I swallowed.
- "Hmm, is that her?" The man's voice was dark and nasty. I could not put my finger on whether I have seen or heard him before.
- "Yes!" The woman answered again. The man stood up and walked around the desk. He wore a suit brighter than the other men and women. The tie was careless about his neck, and the white shirt was wrinkled. He sat in front of me on the black desk and put his hands crossed over the chest.
- "So this is Emma." He smiled when he said it. - "I guess you might understand that you have created lot of problems for my business, if nothing else, it has to create substantial problems for Mr. Kembell." He went and moved his arm against his cheek and leaned against it while he talked. - "Perhaps you know why you're here?" I shook my head.
He laughed again, and the others behind me fell into it.
- "I thought it was very crystal clear: But you, and your boyfriend is here that I have chosen to destroy you both. But not in the old way. This will crush your total and make you vanish into thin air!" He stood up and came forward into the light. Still, he was unknown to me. He was tall, his face was elongated at him, square chin and well-chiselled cheekbones. His eyes were small and had dark circles under the eyes. He squatted down in front of me. I flinched away from him.
He studied my face long before he then stood up and walked behind me. I was shaking and the whole situation seemed dangerous. - "But on the other hand, had the pleasure to put a bullet here," I felt something cold touched me by the neck and clicks came. I started crying, tears running down my cheeks. He started laughing.
I went up to my stomach when I got a kick in the back. My face took the worst of the blast and the pain was abominable. Every blood vessel in the body pumped blood and sent pain signals to the brain.
- "Ron, you can take care of her, the rest of you take care of the little brat!" He said. - "I'll get prepared victim game until later, with the light from Pandora." He smiled again.
Ron's step came towards me and lifted me back over his shoulder. I saw on the floor how it was stained red by the blood that came from me. I heard the door closed behind us and realized later that it was only he, alone, who went away with me.
We ended up in another corridor, which was completely empty of people. Only the sound of Ron's shoes that echoed against the metal. We had come midway through the hallway, I knew how he lifted me up a bit over the shoulder and threw me away. I screamed loudly and waited for the pain that came when I hit the back of the metal.
I sobbed and tried to see clearly what was happening. I saw Ron was standing above me with an evil grin on his face. I could see how revengeful he was, and to be alone with me was something he longed for. He sat down on one knee and lifted me with one left hand. He raised his right arm and directed into a blow to the face, I trick my eyes and waited for the bang.
I heard something hard hit something hard. I slowly opened my eyes and felt myself slowly sinking down against the metal floor and Ron fell down over me and then ended up on his back next to me, unconscious. I looked up and saw a woman with blond hair and blazing eyes that glow in green. Her dress looked like it was sewn by summer's green leaves. She shook her head and green eyes that they just called where to a normal blue color.
She turned her face towards me, with a slight movement of the hand as Claire stood there in costume, unlike the woman before.
Behind her came the two other men.
- "Take him to your room, I need to talk alone with him, and she can throw in you know where!" She growled and looked with disgust at me. Another, at least as strong as Ron, picked me up in his arms and took off further down the hall, while the other man struggled to get out Ron, the completely opposite direction.
I where tired and out. As we walked back along the mass complicated corridors that had absence of hallway lights, I started slowly lulled to sleep. The man who held me was shaking me, I would not fall asleep. I kept myself awake while he found his way to a private room.
He stopped just outside the room. He opened the door and sat me down on the floor in the room. I could not see his face but I could sense he was not like the other men. Careful and loving. He threw something on me, which felt like a rough sack textile, left me alone and then locked the door behind her. I leaned my head back against the wall before I felt myself slowly slid down the side to the floor. The pain from both the face and the back made me drift off, the last thing I saw was a dark figure in the same room, but who or what it was I did not think about before my eyes where black and I fell into a deep abyss.
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