Rip Disciple Descriptive Writing

Drip Drip Drip. That was the only thing I was aware of for what seemed like hours. After ages of attempting i finally managed to open my eyes, which had seemed to be caked with some substance that subtly reminded me of paint, but my achievement had been squandered by what I saw. A bag, most likely made of burlap, had apparently been thrown over my head (if not my entire body for I can not feel any part of it). A sense of numbness encased me like that of the chill of darkness that encased my soul. Drip Drip Drip. The constant reminder of time flowing past. After moments of observation i found myself to be hanging by an item tied around his legs and body making blood rush to my head. As the numbness crept away from my body a stinging sensation licked the …show more content…
The voice crows louder and I can hear it scraping itself against the ground as a closets way towards me. My body then explodes in pain as it attacks me once more and I finally not being able to bear it I scream out for his forgiveness even though I know it is frivolous to beg for mercy from The figure. As the level of pain diminishes I was in once more and finally hear the words “you have forgotten me” repeated over and over again. Except in my inevitable file still on the cold stone for for pound weight, but soon finding out I don’t have to because at that moment my prison explodes with light and the ropes that were binding my limbs together or separate from each other and I let myself to be dragged across the jagged rough floor, rocks ripping away my already raw flesh, and find myself being unable to move as each of my limbs are tied to the corner.Then suddenly the bag of on my head was removed and my pupils dilated at the sun for a flight. I look around and see 5 hooded men, one stationed to each of my limbs and one behind my head. Understanding the purpose of the presents I look up and see a mirror in place of a roof.The ever-growing voice gets louder and nearest the whispering “you have