The Guardians - Season 1 - Episode 122

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The Guardians - Season 1 - Episode 122

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Darkness they say is usually
associated by cold and then
there is a feeling of loneliness
that goes with it in a fashion that
tends to break down the soul
and make the spirit weak. The
course of the dementing feeling
is usually not felt until the
thought starts creeping that you
are not just alone but you are
also not going to be for a long
time and the only voice you will
hear or face you will see in a long
while is not that of friends. Not
that of people who cares about
you, you would even at some
point pray to have people who
are indifferent to you but that
does not come with certain cold
and darkness. The cold that
comes is that which isfrom
within, a cold that comes as a
result of amind in darkness as
you look into a hopeless
situation and realize that you will
not be saved and the only voices
you hear until you pass on are
those of people who are bent on
hurting and violating your
humanity in every cynical way
you can imagine and more.
The lights on the screen flickered
for some seconds and Shade
looked on at the screen
expecting to see something but
she did not know what she was
expecting. The past hours has
been one which has exerted a
toll on her mentally and
emotionally so she could not
really prepared herself for what
she might or would be seeing,
instead, she decided to wait and
allow her curiosity go to bed. She
decided it whatever it was would
appear on the screen will be
dealt with by herbrain and it will
sieve it out on its own but she
was terribly wrong.

Static first showed up on the
screen and thenthe picture
started to gain focus slowly with
audio messages also coming
with the same static that could
be linked with the video
“I am sorry for the quality of this
video, internet reception is
proving itself a little hellish for
us” the voice which has been
communicating with them said
Kuyi replied;

“Well we can’t see anything at all”
“We are fixing that”
Seconds later, the screen which
problem fromthe other end was
fixed and the screen showed the
images being sent to it from
miles away. Ifeoma looked up at
it and wondered if her morning
could get any worse than it
already was. The screen showed
a little room which looked more
like a cell and the first that hit
Ifeoma about the room is the
color disparity that came to the
screen. It was unpainted so the
walls had the gray color of
concrete but the roof was while
and the ground had the same
color as the room but it was
illuminated by a bulb which hung
overhead and gave a touch of
red to the room. On the wall,
there were different spots or
patches and they looked like a
kid had a go with a paint brush
inside it, the same went for the
floor but the patches on the floor
was more like pools of a liquid or
spots where ink dropped onto
the floor.

There was a man dressed in only
his underwear seated on a metal
chair. The chair had a leg rest
and his feet were on it but he
was not just seated, he was
strapped to the chair at almost
every point so his body was
incontact with the metallic body
of the chair and in some places, it
was crushing into it. The straps
itself did not look healthy as they
pulled the body into the chair so
much; it wasenough to break the
skin of the man.

Two men were also in the room
with the man on the chair there
face was covered by hoods; one
help a little hand held device and
the other just a bottle with some
kind of liquid inside it.

They stood around the man on the
chair and were just trying to
appear as casual as possible and
trying to go about their normal
activity. In a corner of the room,
there was a table, the contents of
the table was not really clear but
they shone like glass in the little
light the bulb provided and
Ifeoma knew they had to be
stainless steel. Perhaps they were
knives and other dissecting
equipment her brain told her but
when she looked at the face of
the man on the chair, she
realized that this was a different
type of thing which she is not
used to.

His eyes were completely dilated
as though he was pregnant and
his body seemed to be pale:
almost taking the same color as
his eyes,his eyes brightened and
his body stiffened as though he
was stabbed and his nervous
system was sending massive
bolts of signals to his brain but
she could not see and source of
physical contact from the outside
except the straps that were used
to hold him down. She thought
he was strapped on the nails
butthe ground was almost clear
of anything and there was no
indication of bleeding which will
have been the case if he was
sting on nails and she
remembered that he was being
questioned. There would really
be no point strapping him to
sharp objects which will make
him bleed to death.