The Loop

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


Embarking on a difficult mission, Oren tries desperately to retrieve the Crystal Water vial from his Evil King. He must save his daughter from the Black Witch in order to get the vial back. But
there's a much bigger picture here than meets the eye, and when Oren realizes the existence of the loop, will he retaliate?

Submitted: May 09, 2018

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"How far is it?" I asked.
"It's right up the hill, Mr. Roughly a fifteen minute walk." The man replied while smoking on a black wooden pipe.
There was an odd pause that seemed to freeze the world around me. And then I resumed walking up the hill.
I had to reach the monastery before dusk. There was only one man on this part of the world whom I could reach on foot. And he held the key information as to the whereabouts of the door.
The door. It was supposed to lead into the Room of Knowledge. I needed to find ways to defeat the Black Witch. There was no other way to save my King's daughter, who was probably dead anyway by now, because no one walked out alive from the Witch's cave.
But the King was almost sure she would live. Because she was the only leverage ever that the kingdom possessed if you wanted to bring the son of a bitch to his knees. He did not give a damn about the rest of his kingdom. If it were to burn in front of his eyes, he would probably order the guards to draw him a nice cool bath because it was so unbearably hot outside.
And why was I doing this? I kept asking myself this rhetorical question as I continued up the rocky path up the hill, grassy patches scattered around. I needed the vial of Crystal Water he so effortlessly took from me after throwing me into the pits with ten of his guards. It was a fight lost, even before it started.
And this was the condition on which I could get back the vial. Bring him his daughter alive. Right. If I walked out of this mission alive, and hopefully on time to go home and save my wife with the redeemed vial of water.
And then it happened too quickly. I looked up, as the blade shone brightly against the sun. Just once. Before it came down on me and then pitch black...
***
"How far is it?" I asked.
"It's right up the hill, Mr. Roughly a fifteen minute walk." The man replied while smoking on a black wooden pipe.
There was an odd pause that seemed to freeze the world around me.
I found myself walking up the hill, feeling slightly uneasy. Have I seen this hill before?
There was a faint breeze and then I heard the familiar sound.
I stood there, swayed right, then left. I took a step forward and -
It went black.
***
"How far is it?" I asked.
"It's right up the hill, Mr. Roughly a fifteen minute walk." The man replied while smoking on a black wooden pipe.
There was an odd pause that seemed to freeze the world around me.
Wait. What's going on? I have seen this hill before. I've walked these steps before. Heck! I've seen this man before!
I cautiously walked up the hill, taking my premonition with me. I knew something was about to happen to me. Something bad.
I took one cautious step ahead, then another. And I knew it was coming even before it hit me and the world went black...
***
"How far is it?" I asked.
"It's right up the hill, Mr. Roughly a fifteen minute walk." The man replied while smoking on a black wooden pipe.
There was an odd pause that seemed to freeze the world around me.
I refused to move. I looked up at the sky to check if everything was alright. All seemed ok, but there was this feeling I couldn't put a finger on.
Was it the man in front of me? He seemed so real, yet not. Was it the hill? Was it the wind? Things did seem to move around me in the breeze, but I felt nothing.
I could feel a familiar tug at my foot, urging it to move. But there was something stopping me. Something I've never felt before.
I waited for my feet to move against my will. But they didn't. I was doing something to keep it rooted to the spot, because I knew if I moved, I'd die. And then I wouldn't be able to see my wife again, hold her, make her better.
No, I refused to move.
***
It seemed like an eternity had passed. Before the world had gone black again.
But this was a different black. This black did not put me in a loop.
I tried moving my feet and they moved. But I did not go up the hill this time. I turned back and started retracing my steps back to the King.
There was something wrong with my skills, it seemed, when I fought the motherfuckers outnumbering me in the pits. But I feel stronger now. I suddenly took notice of the twin swords packed at my back. I can slit the throat of the cunt on the throne with a single swipe. He can try drawing a bath with his own blood.
The world slowly, miraculously unfroze in front of me as I continued walking back.
***
"Stupid glitch." Derek got up from his seat and pulled out the plug to turn down his computer.
Oren wouldn't move on the screen no matter which button he pressed on the keyboard.
He tossed the game DVD aside, where all the unfinished games lay in a pile.


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