When I woke up I was in a dark room, and as I tried to move I couldn’t. There was a smell, a smell that reeked of blood and decaying flesh. I couldn’t see anything, and to my surprise I wasn’t afraid. The lights came on, and I found myself being pushed up. I closed my eyes as the light shined in them, and when I opened them I was met by a demon that was truly hideous. Its flesh was slowly decaying leaving its grayish teeth and bone visible to all. Its arms were bony, and were ripped in several places. “Such fresh meat. I wonder how you taste,” the man said as touched my skin. He turned and thats when I saw it, the brand on him. I knew who he was, he was the god of slavery. Abdiel. I had researched this god in my time in Egypt, and painful to say I didn’t want to meet him. He was a disgusting god, one who liked to kill people for fun of it. Also he loved to eat them, he’s where the mortals got the term zombie from because of his appearance.
It was him that held the smell I was picking up, and as I looked down at my body I noticed that I was tied up to an operating table. Big iron bars were locked on either side of my body, and the more I moved the more they dug into my skin. “You shouldn’t move so much, the bars will only get tighter.” I thought about before, how my body changed. I focused on what I had been on pain. Maybe it would work again. “Don’t even think about nephew, it’ll only make the matter worse.” I looked over to a figure who was now standing in front of me. “Get away from me,” I said before a bar went around my neck. I could never feel the metal dig into my skin, “Now is that anyway to treat your uncle.” “You’re no uncle of mine,”I wheezed. He walked up to me more his face inches away from mine, “I am your uncle, don’t you see you’re just like me.”
I couldn’t speak anymore, my air way was completely cut off. I guess he noticed because they slowly loosened after he looked back at Abdiel. It was something that I always wondered about him. He was so powerful, but yet he severed people so below him. I looked around, “I’m nothing like you, I don’t torture people.” He laughed, “Really, you sure Anubis.” The name struck my ears, and I shifted. A grin spread across his face, “You seriously think that you’ve not hurt anyone. Tell that to Maria.” With that he turned and disappeared, leaving me there alone with Abdiel. “Enny, Menny, Minny, Moe. Catch a god by their toe. If they holler let them go, torture them until they can’t scream anymore” he said as he made his way to me showing razor sharp teeth.
I moved under the still tightening metal, and it slowly stopped getting tighter. He pressed his thumb on my forehead, and everything went black. Rain was falling hard against the top of the house,and I could hear lighting striking through the night sky. My father sat at his desk going over some papers, and I sat on the floor playing with a toy car. I remembered this day so clearly, and I wish I didn’t. It was the day that my mother and my brother died. I hated remembering this, but now I had to witness it again. I stood in a corner near the front of his office, and the scream sounded through the house. A scream that had been echoing through my head for years on end, and my father shot from his chair. I could feel the tears running down my face. “You don’ t know yourself. You see what you want to kiddo” a voice said in the back of my head. I closed my eyes, and as I opened them I was standing in my basement.
The blood was still there from where Maria was killed. “Do you really think that Maria was killed? You killed her in cold blood!” the voice yelled. Maria’s body appeared on the floor, and I slowly walked over to it. Her body had cracks all over it, and blood was seeping through them. “Curses don’t go away when you kill someone. They transfer,” the voice said before going into an evil laugh. I turned to run away, but was met by pitchforks and torches. I could hear the people crowed around me screaming FREAK! MONSTER! I sunk to my knees putting my hands over my ears, and memories started flashing in my mind. Maria’s blood seeping into my hands, her screams echoing through the room as I ripped her limb from limb. As tears started to fall onto the cold stone floor my eyes came open. The memories didn’t go away, they kept repeating. The metal bars that kept me bound the table got tighter, and I was finding it hard to breathe.
Suddenly they loosened and my uncle appeared back in front of me, “Oh nephew, it’s not me who you should be worried about.” He turned around as the bars retreated from around my body. I fell to the stone floor gasping for air, and as I looked up I saw my uncle standing with his back to me. “You should be afraid of yourself” he said as he walked into the darkness that now surrounded me. I closed my eyes tight trying to make the memories go away. “Iron” Nora screamed as I opened my eyes. I was in the underworld, in the hallway. Nora went to my side helping me to my feet, and she was on the verge of tears. “I’m fine” I groaned as my father came into view. He looked me up and down, and motion for the hellhounds to come out. They’re disgusting decor coming into view, and as I looked behind me I saw him. My uncle. “Hello brother.”