Crystal Like Floor

With an unclear vision she looked into the depths of the room before her. What she could see was just fascinating.

The room from a distance looked to be made entirely of ice, but when she walked close enough to touch it she could see that it was a crystal room. It seemed to grow right out of the ground like a glacier and it reflected the light like many shards of glass in the afternoon sun.

At the end of the room was an altar with an book and a dagger on top of it. Further behind the altar sat a dark man cladded in what seems like a armor, but not made out of metal, but rather strong sturdy leather.

She tried to look at the face of this man, but as soon as she did she saw nothing the face of this man or rather man like doll or creature was empty, void of any facial features.

The pain in her abdomen were the monster clawed at her still bled and hurt a lot. Thus muddling her head more and more. So she walked to the person. So maybe just maybe the person albeit without a face could help her.

She thought to herself. "Maybe I am just seeing things because of the pain."

After 5 minutes she walked past the altar with its book and dagger and stood in front of this person. Now she could see that around this person was a red circle what seemed like it was drawn with blood. Furthermore she saw that the person in front of her had a long big thin sword hanging at his waist.

"Hello can are you awake?" She asked.

No reaction. She tried again.

"Hello can you hear me?" She asked again a bit louder.

Still no reaction. She grew a bit impatient because of the pain she felt in her body and feeling that she looses more and more strength the longer she tried to be awake.

"Do you deliberately ignore me?" She asked, but this time grabbing the person on its shoulders and trying to wake it up.

Suddenly she feeled that the sword just hanging around the persons waist was suddenly piercing her abdomen. She looked down to the sword only to see that the sword really pierced her body. When the pain started kicking in.

A sickening pain shot through her stomach and her arms wrapped tightly around it. It was all she could do to not collapse and wither in misery on the floor. Desperate for some form of relief she sought out every solution.

Ignoring it, working through it, using it to fuel strength. But nothing seemed to work. She let out a moaning yelp, part desperation and part determination. She had two options: fight or give up. But there was no way she could give in to the pain, there was no way she'd ever give up. She decided to fight, every second adding to the barrage of pain, but she kept going no matter what.

She grabbed her sword with her left hand and swung the sword down to the person who just stabbed her. Sadly the result was not the same as it was before when she fought against the monster in the room before this one.

The person pulled its own sword out of her body and stopped her sword from even coming near its body.

Before she could even realize the person or what she now thought demon stabbed her again only this time right through her heart. The only thing she could do was looking at her third wound now and then starring at the demon before her.

Bare seconds passed, she tried to stay awake. The pain assaulted her, she gave in to the now immense pain and fell to the ground. The demon just ignored her only making sure that she did not crossed the red blood drawn circle on the crystal like floor.

The blue floor was now completely stained with deep dark red blood coming from the endless wounds or rather her 3 ones. Strangely enough the blood stayed away from the red circle not that she would care in this moment.

She nearly passed out because of the pain as she tightly grasped her stomach. Ferocious cramps completely crippled her and she didn't seem to stop. She was sure it'd all be over soon enough.

"Pain would never last that long, right?" She thought to herself.

The realization she may be wrong caused a moment of panic. She paused for a moment and took a deep breath or at least tried to in her current state. Perhaps if she could shift her focus away from the pain it'd be easier to manage.

She determined herself to take a deep breath and thus shifted her focus, determined to swallow the pain and keep going. She told herself it'd be over soon, whether that was true or not was irrelevant as it gave her the necessary strength to deal with it nonetheless.

Minutes passed and the curtain went down and ushered her painful death on top of this crystal like floor.