Thursday, December 18, 2014

HorizEn BreakR: Teaser 1

Hopeful Despair I
                                               Michal Jorden was one of those normal men. Being ordinary is one of the greatest fears of an Everyman. They fabricate themselves as heroes, explorers, adventurers, celebrities, spies or men in suffering or damsels in distress. Each has their own versions of boogiemans and horrors. Their mentality shapes their monsters. But you can suppress all that and live your ordinary lives. Glitches do happen. But you can tell yourself that you have gotten it wrong or made a mistake. You think there is a solid objective universe around you which you are a tiny insignificant particle of.

                                                                Michal lived in a town called Silent Hill. It was named after the popular survival horror game. The game series had helped him a lot. He was one of the activists worked to make the town a tourist attraction by making it look like a decaying town of slumbering horror. It was all just made up. There was no cult or some supernatural forces. Some talked about some mystic groups camouflaged as tourists doing some secret experiments in the woods. Michal was excited and enthusiastic. But like any ordinary man, he did what he is supposed to and branded them as fantasies and stupid misleading bit of info.

                                        Now looking at a huge hole in the middle of a secret facility in the woods he felt the lines of reality being blurred. He tried to recall. He shook his head. He couldn’t even remember who he was. He felt his life fading away. His hero fantasies were being awakened. The whole town had gone insane in various kinds of ways. But all felt settled because it seemed to be the contemporary norm. Michal was looking at a 40 year old letter written by a girl named Heather from his family and there was a spot marked and he went there hoping for something to happen.

                                                                Some scientist looking people, workers and townspeople were drilling a hole with some advanced equipment. After 15 minutes of hiding and waiting, he went and jumped down. The jump hurt his legs really bad. The surroundings were freshly destroyed. He heard noises. It was all too creepy. But somewhere inside, he had been wishing for something like this.

                        All the desires and fantasies submerged within him were coming out. Michal was never the guy expecting for big things like winning a half a billion dollar lottery. He had his head filled with monsters shaped after the real beings he knew out there. The facility looked too modern for something that was built 40 years ago. But Jorden never cared.

                                        He had heard about a group called Exodus. He didn’t remember where he got that info. He suspected the guys with cool guns to be ones from that group. Michal sneaked to the second floor as silently as possible, trying to stay out of the notice of the Exodus. He saw the remainings of the walls and floors after some sort of a divine like battle. It was not just eerie but also terrifying.

                                                                He sensed someone coming. There was no place to go. He jumped onto the floor below. The pain numbed his legs. But he managed to crawl into a hiding. Now his fear of death was at the highest intensity. His town had become the creepiest and the spookiest place on Earth. He has gotten himself into the middle of a one big brawl of titans. He is now completely powerless. His thirst for adventure had screwed himself up good. Maybe that’s his way of way of letting his insanity loose.

                        When he could stand up, he saw 2 Cannibals. He saw the danger and ran as silently as he could. All his fantasies and horrors and fears were flooding the upper parts of his consciousness. Then he bumped into a sexy nurse. She was actually about 50 but was dressed like a 20 year old doing cosplay. She wore a tempting makeup with bright red nail polish, bright red heels and white sticking. Wrinkles appearing with her seductive smile and the look of the blonde’s hands still spoke of her age.
“Hey boy, it’s an unauthorized place to be.” Spoke the nurse.

                                                                Michal traced some of his memories. He remembered what he felt as a 12 year old. He had this bombshell cousin who was really nice and kind to him. She was a nurse. He had lot of guilty pleasures fantasizing about her. He thought that it’s wrong to do so. But he couldn’t’ stop and finally got engulfed in guilt. He got disgusted of hospitals. Nurses became sex objects that he wanted to stay away out of a feeling of guilt.

                        Michal was now looking at the nurse’s ample cleavage of 36DD cup boobs while admiring her curves. The nurse adjusted herself for a better view for him while making her look more live. She had sprayed both lavender and rose perfumes on her body.
“You seem terrified. Things have gone hot and nuts after that incident.” She talked touching the edges of her clothes and pressing her long red nails into her skin making slight red marks on her pearl white British skin.

“I hope you are not in for a wet job.” She expressed a slight pain as she was dangling her fingers over her vagina. She was looking at Michal's lips giving him ample opportunity to explore her face.

                                                        The thought of the Cannibals and the Exodus group grew fear inside of him. The mixture of fear, sensuality, guilt and the fear of unknown hypnotized him. Now he didn’t know what to do but to go with the flow. One can say it was losing self totally and falling onto despair. But for Jorden, it was a grotesque path leading to hope and salvation.

                        “You are a lost child, aren’t you? Here, come I’ll protect you from the monsters. You haven’t even seen the big ones yet.” She never touched him. She was always teasing and pinching herself. She slowly turned brushing her legs on each other. Her nipples were stiff and they were slightly pointing out through her uniform. A bit of some transparent liquid fell on her stockings making them wet. She made barely hearable moans as she walked. Michal walked behind her expecting a cat walk from her. But she kept some distance between her feet.

                                                        She stops for a moment and said that it feels difficult for her. She asks to hold her and guide her in the way she desire. Then she looks at the face and into the manly eyes. “Oh, I’m asking too much, aren’t I? You are too… nervous. Let me just grab you from the hip and the belt. You just lead me. We’ll take care of each other.”

                        She guides Michal through the hallways while clinging to his waist. Her footsteps don’t echo though they are sharp. The footsteps hear at each 4th and 6th heartbeat. Her nails dig into the skin through the shirt each few seconds. She walks like she is barely holding the effects of a drug. She keeps on with the slight moans and she is totally out in the blur. She can’t even keep her hands at one place. It’s like she is barely holding up her wilderness.

                                                She leads Michal to some sort of a medical and research room at a corner of the floor which was guarded by tight analog security features than can sometimes even outperform the digital counterparts. She jumps onto a bed and says “I’m Miranda by the way.” Jorden wasn’t in a mood to savor her juiciness anymore. His feet were being drowned in a swarm of objectified despair and insecurity.

                                                                The room was connected to few more rooms and was equipped with high tech state of the art equipment for any medical need or research which can even perform with minimal computer interaction in an emergency. The rooms were filled by corpses of humans, exhumans and horrifying creatures that Jorden would feel satisfied running away from. All these things were experimented in the craziest ways. Someone had been toying with the body parts. Some corpses had been dissected while they had been still alive. They had been kept alive and warm until that certain someone enjoys her/his time with the body.

                                                There were video tapes (yes, tapes). Jorden could think of what they had been used to. He had simply found sanction in a horror house. Trance music was being played on a cassette player. He heard high heels hitting the floor. The nurse extended her arms to touch and take Michal to closer proximity. Then she stopped at about 67 millimeters from physical contact. Then she traced a triangle wither eyes looking at Michal from one eye to the lip and then to the other eye and took a long step close. “MIRANDA… be polite and introduce yourself” “Michal Jordon” came the instant and wavering reply.

                        It was the ideal despair for Michal Jorden to get out of his ordinary life. It was self-exploration and letting out deep hidden fantasies, emotions, frustration and last but not least… personalized insanity.

                                                        Miranda took the cassette player and played with the earphones as if it is a whip. Then she started hinting something out. “Do you know when different beats are heard from the two of your ears, it creates a completely different frequency inside your head? Every check those stuff on YouTube? You can be stimulated and manisomehtinged by these frequencies changing the being you are. By the way, do you know that all my professors including the ladies were frustrated because they couldn’t amp up my results beyond the A++s I already had. The extra entertainment they received felt like something received through begging for them. My assistant somehow got his 5th PhD as he wasn’t too bored with the ease of these things. He doesn’t even understand the scientific value and beauty of these surroundings. So I even experimented on what’s wrong with him?

                        Chills run through Michal’s spine and Miranda fixes the earphones on Michal’s ears. Her face looks expressionless and her eyes look hypnotic. She starts dancing around Michal making him feel his jeans to be too tight. Miranda starts dancing around Michal. Michal succumbed to his favorite horror and started seeing behind his head. His visual range was now 270˚; not 180˚. He could see his head which is something he had seen in two things which were some NDEs and over the head 3rd person POV games.

                                                Then he saw some excessively stealth being knocking him down. He decided to call in a carbon based silicon life. He couldn’t realize how he was seeing himself while he is knocked unconscious. The humanoid creature was gone. Some red bracelet on Miranda's hand was glowing as if it is some control device. Michal sensed some frequency altering his very being and it was all out of his control. He was hopeful that it would alter him for the best experience as he was now completely out of control of his life.

                                                                        Miranda came and grabbed him from the arms. She carefully dragged Michal through the hallways. There was nothing he could do. He couldn’t move a muscle. He just waited like a good fan boy waiting to be taken to the next level of experience. She hid herself from the Exodus and the Cannibals. Exodus group had their senses working at the maximum level and she had to be really careful. She took so much pain to make sure that her heels don’t make a big noise.

                        She found some walls that were torn apart to reach a secret destination that only few more knew. She dragged Michal to the elevator. She noted some Cannibals that were slaughtered several minutes ago. She pushed Michal into the lift. Michal was itching to see her panties (while wishing that she don’t have any) and he finally got his magical moment. Then he was shocked in terror to see her undies covered in mutated bugs!