War Chains

It was interesting the way things worked out. I never thought in my wildest dreams I would be here in this place facing the things I must now. When did things change ? How long have I been here? When can I go home? None of these questions bother me any more like a man drowning I have excepted my fate and was willing to face the end as is was. But I wanted to tell my story first so I will start at the beginning before it turned to this. Back when I was just another working stiff trying to survive in this place we call earth. Trying to do my best to keep up with the rest of the world. I was afraid then, but not so much anymore I think that part of me changed over the last few years I don't face problems the same way any more even if I could go back I don't think any thing is left for me there .

It all started on my way to work it was a Tuesday I remember it like it was yesterday. The same route day in and day in and day out . stop off at the local coffee shot grab a coffee and a bagel and the speed to work to not be late. but this Tuesday was not like the others. I woke up early feeling like I had touched a electric fence. Don't remember dreaming that night but I figured it was just a bad dream. I was wide awake so I got up and took a shower washing the night sweat from my body and got ready for work. I left my apartment and walked to the metro . it was a uneventful train ride, I wish I had been more observant then I would have seen the clues . the man with the strange eyes the women whose face changed from a ordinary woman to a decomposing corpse it was all around me and I refused to see it then, I was blind to all around me at that time and I was not willing to see it as it was. The train came to a shaky stop at the terminal for my office.

As the crowded car I was on began to empty I then witnessed the woman with the shifting face it was as if her face and that of a zombie where occupying the same space and neither could win. I gasped slightly and closed my eyes and shook my head. I looked at her and she saw me, she was a women late 30s early 40s handsome for a Woman but nothing to write home about. She smiled at me then winked when she did her mouth seemed to grow to large for her face. I thought was going crazy I shook my head again closed my eyes and rubbed then. I remember thinking that it was related to a dream and then convinced myself that was my issue and I was day dreaming. I turned to walk out and a rough hand touch my shoulder. I figured it was the man that had been setting at the front of the car this whole time he freighted me in a way and I did not know why. He had looked at me once and those eyes of his made me nervous so I did not keep eye contact with him. I had spent most of the train ride avoiding his gaze. So when I felt that cold rough hand touch my shoulder I was sure it was him. When I turned around it was the woman he mouth spread wider then any human jaw would allow with rows of teeth they where jagged not like sharp but like they where broken rotted and sharp like broken rocks. A smell like rotted flesh and fish it was a sewage smell that made me gag and I moved my arm up to protect myself which was a good thing because as I did she attacked. She lunged at me her jaw snapping as she bit at the air her hands turning into claws as she moved across the train car. Her arms swinging as she came at me. Just as she was knocking out the door the strange man was there in front of me a glaring bright light flashed in front I heard him command her in a deep baritones voice ," foul thing of Hideous intent be gone from this plane!"