The Demon’s Room

-Baby Doll-

Where am I?

I found myself in a white room. There was nothing around me. I found myself sitting in a white wooden chair. I tried to get up but I can’t move. It’s like I am being forced to sit here. I cannot speak either. Only my eyes can move. There is no one else here. The quiet was the worst. I can’t even hear Masayuki talking to me anymore. That was the one thing that kept me grounded in the Living World. Without him, I could end up lost with no way back. I could feel sweat running down my back.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps in the hall. My eyes widened. What is it now? The door creaked open. I stare with my jaw fixed shut.

“Well, good morning, my dear,” a man’s voice croaked. I wished that I could shake my head.

No… No… No!

A man in a white suit walked into the room and walked up to me. I can only stare at him with my mouth shut. He stopped in front of me and patted me on the head.

“Hello, Baby,” he said. I wanted to wince away from him. Stay away! Stay away from me! He drew back his hand.

“Do you know why you are here?” he asked. I cannot speak. It’s like I have no mouth and I must scream.

“I have to keep you here for my plans,” he said. Wait… what? Plans? Who was this guy? He knelt down to my face.

“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet,” he hissed. “That would ruin everything. But you have to know that I will be keeping you here until the time is right.” I wanted to scream at him. Let me go. Please let me go.

“You know I can’t do that,” he said. “I have you silent and sitting like this because you will reach out and cry for help. We can’t be having that, now can we?” I could only glare at him.  But then he stood up and paused.

“Excuse me,” he said. He reached into his white dress jacket and pulled out his phone. I didn’t even hear it ring. The call only lasted about fifteen seconds. He only nodded and gave affirmative responses.

“Okay, thank you,” he said at last. He hung up and turned back to me.

“I do apologize for that, Baby,” he said. “I would love to stay and chat with you but I have shit to do. You be a good girl and don’t go anywhere.” He patted me on the head again.

“I’ll be right back,” he said. I watched as he turned and walked out of the room. I was left sitting in my prison as the door slammed shut. I can’t reach out to anyone for help. How long was he going to keep me here? My stomach turned as I guested what was he was talking about with his plans.

I needed to get out of here. But how was I going to do that with no powers and not being able to speak or move?