[BC] The Chest

“Are you sure it’s in that room?”

“Well it IS the only place we haven’t checked.”

“But you DO know what might to happen!”

“ Oh hush it! This is the ONLY way!”

“But if you die what am I to do?”

“Well to start off you would die too since we are in the same body.”

“But-”

“ Stop! You know this is the only way! I need to get you out of my head and into your own body and The Chest is the only way we can do that! So let’s go!”

That being the end of the conversation led her to creep towards the door. Each step on the hardwood floor causes her hands to shake uncontrollably. Inching her way closer and closer to the door causes her body to heat up, her palms to get warm and sticky with sweat and causes her heart to pound so hard she worries THEY might here. If THEY were to hear, she’d be dead.

When she reaches the door, she hesitates.
    “Are you ready?”
    “ Might as well...”

With that she reaches out for the handle and grabs hold. The cold handle causes her hand to tingle, making her want to let go but instead she yanks the door open and steps in.

Her first impression of the room was Dark, so dark that she can’t see a thing. She reaches her hand towards the wall for guidance. She finally finds the wall and runs her hand along the bumpy hard wall and goes forward. With the other hand she reaches out in front of her to prevent from hitting things. After a couple of steps, she feels the smooth top of a table and rummages through it looking for a clue as to where The Chest is. Instead she feels the thick leathery handle of something. She pulls it closer and carefully uses her hand to run along the object to see what it is. When her hand leaves the leathery handle, she finds the chilly sharp edge of a blade and accidentally cuts herself. It is a dagger.
    “This can come in handy. Should we keep it?”
    “Absolutely! Save it just in case THEY show up!”
The tickle of the thick red liquid that smells of copper runs down her hand and drips onto the desk. Hurriedly she chants a spell causing her heart to slow, her spine to tingle, and the cut on her hand felt like an icy sting but she continues. The chanting causes the smell of blood to disperse and the blood on the table to disappear leaving no marks. When she finishes chanting, the cut has healed and any sign of the blood has disappeared preventing THEM to find pick up her scent. 


With a new weapon, she carefully tucks it into the side of her belt and continues forward. Now that she possesses a tool hopefully to keep herself safe adrenaline starts building up inside her. Her mind goes blanking leaving only the goal of reaching The Chest and makes her body to tingle with energy. Each step she takes now feels stronger and causes her heart to beat harder and harder. 

Then suddenly, she hears the deep low grunt that causes goosebumps to sprout throughout her body. She turns to the sound and a shiver runs down her spine. She can sense it’s presence, THEY have found her. THEY are a group of mutant animals that has spent their entire life tracking down people like her. The type of people with unnatural super abilities. Her super powers like the one to host souls began when she was just twelve when the first soul entered her mind. It has happened after the death of her cousin. She was so upset that she somehow managed to host her cousin’s soul for a couple of weeks until her guardian teacher,her parents, helped her release her him. Now THEY are tracking her and her kind down to kill and take over their body so THEY can use the bodies to bring chaos into the world. 


 Now she is cornered by one of a few of THEM . From her spot, she can sense the presence of THEM. She can feel it’s hot breath near by breathing hard and loudly. The aroma from its body that smells like rotten eggs and soiled milk drifts through the air and causes her eyes to tear up. The tears slip over her eyelid and tickles her cheek as it falls. Her heart starts beating so fast she worries she might explode! Each second past and no sound is made. She thinks to the soul in her head:
    “What do you think is happening? Where is it?”

“ I don’t know. Focus and see if you can sense it’s presence! You are very powerful just the lessons you have been taught!”

She calms down, breathes in, breathes out. Her heart speed slows. She closes her eyes and focus on the presence of the creature. She then hears a very low very deep sound that resembles a cow and a bear coming from four feet before her. She slowly reaches out for the leather handle of the dagger and strikes at the creature who lets loose a horrible screeching wail and she hears loud thumps falling onto the ground meaning the death of the creature.
    “Look! Look what I just did!”
    “Great! Now go and find The Chest I can sense it on the table nearby! Hurry!”

She backs up against the cold hard wall and reaches up for it. She runs this time and reaches the table The Soul mentioned. She reaches out to touch the table and feels the rough splintery wood. Ignoring the splinters she continues forward until she reaches it. The Chest. She reaches out to grab the small warm box and feels the burst of energy coming from it. She quickly runs her hand over it and reaches the small hard lock which she then proceeds to open with her mind. With a loud click it opens and she pulls out an orb. She then starts to chant in a low deep voice and it happens!


She feels The Soul ripped out of her body as if she is being burned and pulled apart but she continues. She has to get The Soul out! A bright flash of light comes out of the orb and with a loud tweet, she passes out. When she wakes up the next time she finds herself face to face with another girl about 10 years old. She smiles and reaches up to caress the face of the young girl that has taken refuge in her mind for 3 years. She lets her arm drape over the girl’s shoulder and feels the energy taken away from her. Her arms and legs get heavy and feels impossible to move, her eyes get heavy and she allows her body to rest. Before she closes her eyes, she sees the young girl smile and sees the girl reach out to touch her face. The warmth from the young girl's finger spreads throughout her face and she hears the girl whisper, "Rest." So she does.