Thursday, December 24, 2009

Dying to be Dead - Part 1 - Chapter 5 - Sleep of the Dead


He carefully put Lana down to distance himself from her a bit. “I must leave you for a short time. My thirst is getting the better of me. I know that I can be much better company if I have fed”, said Gabriel. He took Lana by the hand and entered the house into the foyer. As soon as they entered, an army of servants came running to be of service to them. Gabriel dismissed them just as fast as they had arrived. Suddenly a door opened from under the side stairwell, and the one that Gabriel had obviously been expecting stood massive, hovering over them. “Welcome home sir. May I be of service to you?” Asked the beastly man before them. Lana instantly recognized her horrific kidnapper from before. She became rigid with fear and Gabriel picked up on it immediately. “Please Lana, calm yourself. Isaac is a good man. He only does what I ask of him without hesitation. You are completely safe in his presence. I assure you of that”, said Gabriel. Then he turned to Isaac, “Yes, and my friend, I’m going to need you to stay in the company of my dear Lana while I am away. She is precious to me Isaac and should not be harmed or allowed to be harmed in any way. Please give her a tour of the premises if you have the time. I will be back well before dawn.” Gabriel embraced Lana for only a moment before he disappeared into the night.





Lana shrank in fear when Isaac’s gaze met hers. His cold ice blue eyes looked vacant, not like an unintelligent individual, but more like one who seemed to be lacking his very soul. The darkness that surrounded his sunken eyes made him look sick, even near death. He gave off the impression of a beastly zombie. Isaac was obviously not the same as Gabriel. He still seemed to be human, only hovering on the brink of death. Lana had to turn away from Isaac’s piercing stare. It was too direct, and way too intense. The loud rasping noise of Isaac clearing his throat startled Lana. Then he began to speak with an unfamiliar foreign accent she hadn’t noticed about him before. “Follow me, please.” He trudged up the left staircase, expecting Lana to follow behind him. It led to the east wing. Lana felt very reluctant to follow Isaac where there seemed to be no one else around, but she continued on against her better judgment. Lana thought Isaac looked very different from behind. He was massive in stature, at least seven feet tall with arms and legs as thick as tree trunks. His hair was very long, with brown cascading curls. He didn’t have his hair tied back so it was flowing freely like a wild animal. As he walked in front of her it whipped her in the face from time to time. She felt like reaching out to touch it for only a second until her better judgment took charge. His hair was the only good quality she could see about him.







Isaac felt the emptiness rising in the pit of his stomach. He remembered when the master used to look at him in the way he now looked at Lana. It was a look that made him feel whole and loved. He never forgot the life that Gabriel saved him from growing up on the dirty city streets in Prague. He remembered nearly freezing to death when he was only a boy, with nowhere to go. Gabriel took him in and raised him, saving Isaac from the unforgiving streets while showing him a life of luxury and teasing him with an alluring hope for immortality. Isaac thirsted for Gabriel’s immortal gift. From the first moment he had realized Gabriel’s power, he wanted a taste of it. It had become all he could think of over the years to the point of total obsession. He begged Gabriel to turn him every night, only to be put aside time and again. Eventually Isaac evolved into Gabriel’s manservant, quite a far cry from where they had begun together.






They were walking far too briskly through the halls for Lana to be able to take in all that was around her. This beautiful home had far too grand of scenery to just spare it all only a passing glance. It was just about as pointless as taking a jogging tour through the Smithsonian. She could tell that Isaac was obviously rushing to get this tour over with. He led her in and out of countless amazing rooms. A moment’s glance was all she was able to enjoy. Then finally they came to the last room at the end of the wing. Isaac opened the massive wooden door in front of them. It had large brass hinges on it that squeaked something awful when it was moved. Isaac only placed his arm in the open entryway directing Lana to go inside without a single word. She hesitantly entered the doorway. Lana turned back around to keep her eyes on Isaac, but he was already gone. The door was closed. He had left her all alone. She couldn’t decide if she was better off alone or with creepy Isaac. She turned in circles taking in the overwhelmingly gorgeous room around her. It was tremendously huge. The walls were painted golden and there were large windows that filled one whole wall that were adorned with black velvet, heavy looking drapes. There was even an ostentatious chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the middle of this massive room. There was a four poster bed a few feet from a very inviting looking fireplace that was already lit. She was grateful for the fireplace. It added light to the dimly lit room. She had been looking for a switch for the fancy chandelier when she realized that it was a chandelier that held only candles. The chandelier had only a few candles lit upon it, and the flames of the candles cast an eerie shadow effect upon the room. It had a strange lulling effect upon her and made her feel very sleepy suddenly.







She pulled back the soft black mosquito netting that hung over the four poster bed and sat down to try and relax a bit. She noticed golden ribbons hanging from the bedrails, obviously there to tie back the mosquito netting. She couldn’t resist rubbing her hands across the luxurious black velvet bedspread. She found a lacey gold nightgown lying folded on one of the bed pillows. It was beautiful, and just her size. She had wanted badly to get out of the horrible sterile hospital gown and robe she was still wearing. “It must have been left here for me. I’m going to put it on”, she decided. The gown slipped over her so easily and felt so good to wear. She tossed the hospital gown into the fire and watched it go up in flames. She wondered where Gabriel was and when he would be back for her. She couldn’t help but get sleepy in this big, comfortable bed. “I’ll just rest my eyes here for a minute”, Lana thought. She laid her head onto the goose down golden pillows.

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