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All We Know (A Novel)

Novel By: eragon96

Alan was just a normal boy, going to school hanging out with friends, sleeping in late. But one day he disappears. He has no idea where he is or why he's there. All he knows is this world he's been dropped in. View table of contents...



Submitted:Aug 17, 2012    Reads: 258    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Cold seeping into my skin.
That's all I felt.
For days, maybe weeks, I was locked in that little room. I knew it was a small room, for I had crawled around in the dark, feeling along the floor until I hit a wall, and turning around to do the same on the other side.
I don't know where I am, but it's damp and cold. Somewhere north, probably, and underground. All I knew was the room and that darkness and that cold.
And the hunger. My stomach panged with hunger if I let my mind wander for even a second. Whoever had me here obviously didn't care about keeping me alive. They'd given me a bottle of water each morning (or night, I'm not quite sure), probably so I wouldn't die quite yet.
Whatever the reason, I knew I needed food soon or my stomach would start eating itself. Literally. That's what it does. The stomach acid doesn't have anything to dissolve so it starts dissolving the stomach itself. Pretty weird, huh?
I wish I knew how long I'd been here. I don't even remember how I got here. Or when. The last thing I remember was walking back home from my friend's party...
I must have passed out, because next thing I heard was the door slowly creaking open on it's rusty metal hinges and light spilling in. I threw my arm over my eyes to block the light. After a few seconds I was able to lower my arms and squint at the man sillhoutted in the doorway.
He was slender and tall, with pale-ish skin and the stance of one who had practice at towering over others. He held out one of his slender, beautiful hands and I cautiously took it. Slowly, shakily, I stood up to face the man.
He was several inches taller than me, so I had to look up to look directly at him. It wasn't the same man that brought me water, I knew that. I wasn't scared of this man. There was something... Comforting about him.
He tilted my chin up so I was looking at his face. His perfect blonde hair framed his face. And the most beautiful, shocking blue eyes looked back at me. The colour took my breath away isntantly, like all of a sudden I couldn't breathe.
"I'm Caden." The man said. He sounded about 18 or 19, not much older than myself.
"Alan." I said, my voice raspy from disuse.
"Come with me. I have to get you cleaned up." Caden said, turning abruptly on his heel, letting my hand drop away from his. He began walking down the hall outside of the door. "Hurry up. If you fall behind you'll get lost, and we wouldn't want that would we?" He said, looking over his shoulder at me.
I scrambled to follow closely behind him, still a bit disoriented from the sudden change from complete dark to the bright, buzzing lightbulbs hanging overhead.
Caden stopped at a steel door at the end of the hall and unlocked it with a big, old-fashioned key hanging on a keyring with about a dozen more of all different shapes and sizes. Behind the door was a staircase that, presumedly, led to the main house.
He held the door open for me and followed behind and closing the door, shutting us in the darkness. Slowly, I ascended...


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