Post by StoryGirl83 on Jun 12, 2009 23:07:04 GMT -5
Chapter Four – Left For Dead
Wyatt paused his step as above him lights flickered. Since the time that the phone lines went down so had the elevators and it appeared that the lights would soon be joining them.
And all the while the feeling of someone watching him hadn’t left him.
He’d toyed with the idea of orbing somewhere, but decided if something demonic was about he couldn’t leave his co-workers to fend for themselves. He was going to hope that his dad got his message and investigated when he couldn’t call Wyatt back.
A whoosh was all the warning he got before an arrow whizzed over his head. Wyatt raised his shield even as he spun around.
There was nothing there.
That arrow came from somewhere, he thought as he tried to find something. He felt a tug on the back of his shirt as if something short wanted his attention or something tiny was climbing his back.
Either way something had gotten past his shield or had been in it when he raised it. When he swiped at his back he felt something sharp stab into his hand. He screamed and flung his hand around. He heard a thud as something hit the wall, but still he saw nothing and he still felt something tugging at his shirt and he saw a small dagger protruding from his hand.
Wyatt tried to ignore the pain and swiped at his back, again. This time something stabbed deep into his lower back not far from his spinal cord.
He couldn’t ignore the pain and a scream slipped from his lips as he stumbled against the wall and his shield dropped. He felt himself bombarded by sharp objects that appeared to be invisible until they hit him, until they dug deep into his skin.
The sound of running pierced his ears and suddenly the bombardment stopped. No longer able to hold on, Wyatt slipped into unconsciousness and the lights flicked off.