Ghost Posession (371 words)

My consciousness felt more like drifting fog than anything remotely functional as my self-awareness returned and disappeared over and over again.

This went on for who knows how long, well, long enough for me to somewhat understand my current situation even with my mind spreading and clumping itself around the crystal container holding me.

I died, that was clear, and then I guess my soul came to this world where it was caught and stored in this crystal container full of silver runes.

From the view I had I could make out a messy and old laboratory with many glowing and turning things inside of it.

The freaky thing is that there are hundreds of dolls, puppets and marionettes rowed up on one side of the room.

Replacement parts like limbs or heads neatly sorted into a big shelve.

Yep, very creepy.

Anyway, whoever it was that had caught me, a humanoid figure completely covered in a white robe with a metal mask and goggles, probably wont be able to continue his research if the roughly two meter long sword that nailed him to the ground was anything to go by.

A lot of time has already passed since his demise as the blood had already rotten away together with large portions of his clothes revealing a skeleton underneath.

*Creak!*

A sound brough me out of my musing as my world view seemed to tilt sideways.

I took some precious seconds to realize that the shelve on which my container was placed had given in to time and readied itself for a viscous smack down onto the stone floor.

With my foggy mind I asked myself if I should bother to show any kind of reaction to the changes happening but couldn't get an answer before the sound of wood and glass splintering and shattering resounded through the abandoned laboratory.

The instant my container cracked and broke, all the silver runes on it seemed to lose their luster and with their dimming light I felt how my nebulous mind snapped back together.

'Well, shit.' Were my first cohesive thoughts after my release as I look down on the mess and the greyish white mist that I know knew was my soul.