Part IX

(Change of pace now for Ghost Story V, keep reading tomorrow and onwards as most of before is a prologue leading to now and the next few days)

IX

In the next room

it was chained to the wall

starved to exhausted almost

gazing with blue dull eyes

across the arena

with its shoes

dangling off its feet.

In the next room

it was chained to the wall

with ice sought from its broken fingers

all the way up to its arms

with ripped gloves

chalked down in the shadows

so you could see its eyes clearly

and hear its groaning

slowly grow louder and louder

and here its groaning

like moss stars in snow

getting hungrier and hungrier.

When they pulled it down

as I entered the room.