(Story) Sound: Escape Of Answers

[Destrod 2,642]

   Story

                Sound

 Part Duo

Escape of Answers

 

 

Awakened. His soul, his mind and his body. He was ready to face, what had not been faced. The eerie creaking and ‘moaning’ of the door filled his mind with adrenaline and fear, a surprisingly odd combination that drives men mad. He was lying on the bare ground, and so was his spirit. The door opened, and a man dressed in black confronted the dazed and confused scientist.

 

“Mr Lavario?”

 

“Cut the Mister shenanigans you filthy beast! Where am I? What sort of Psychological Department makes perfectly good people mad?”

 

The man grabbed hold of Lavario’s arm and dragged him on the ragged floor like a prisoner being dragged to his fate. Lavario’s body resisted to no avail, but was his mind on the same page? He was ‘led’ to a conference room, where black people wearing suits were seated in their chairs.

 

“Mr Lavario, I am aware that you are dazed and confused, and I will try to explain the situation as best as possible.”

 

“I’ll explain the situation to you, imbecile. I am dirty and angry, and you have dragged me to this ‘Department’ by force!”

 

“ The Constatian. Does that ring a bell? It’s the name of your invention. Converts mechanical waves into concentrated sound tachyons.”

 

“What about it?” 

 

“We need it. “

 

“ So you wish to buy my legacy? I do not bow to something as vague as money.”

 

“But you don’t understand. Th-“

 

The man’s statement was cut off by a tremendous shaking of the vicinity. The wall collapsed into a granulated pile of rubble. All around was death and chaos, as if these things were born there.

 

“No, this is not how I will go,” he thought. Leaving his safe haven, he struggled to avoid his inevitable fatality, He managed to squeeze through the walls of fate, which tried miserably to do what needed to be done. There were shadows everywhere, calling his name.

Lavario.

Lavario.

The first glimpse of daylight filled his hammering heart with the blood of joy.

Not afraid to die.

Not afraid.

Not anymore.

 

 

 

"Visit http://en.tankiforum.com/index.php?showtopic=321664 for the first part of this story."

 

                                                                                            

   

                                                  Destrod

Edited June 4, 2016 by Destrod

[Night-Sisters 2,139]

- made title format the same as the original piece 

-changed font size to 14. Use the automatic forum color, please. 

-made slight edits to paragraphing

 

 

Nice job.