03-07-2014, 02:47 AM
Her throat was closing in, even with the sedatives. It would have been much worse without them. Nixie had been known to have such severe panic attacks, that she blacked out. She pushed away from the table and stood.
She looked around at everyone. Why was everyone just sitting around? Couldn't all of them together find a way out or something? She recalled the guards in the halls with guns. Maybe not. Still, she couldn't just sit here eating dinner like nothing was wrong.
She glanced at the male two seats down from her. He actually seemed pretty upset, too. Maybe if she tried to make a break for it, he'd help? For now she just needed air. Lots of air before she really did black out.
Nixie fled the room, and hurried down the hall. Instead of taking a right out the front door, she took a left through the living area. There was a pool table there, a large tv, too, and other things. She passed them all by, pushing through French doors out onto a large patio made of marble.
She took deep breaths of the fresh air, and continued forward, down the stairs and into the grass, bare feet welcoming the plushness of it. She looked over her shoulder, and no one seemed to be following. Perhaps they'd told them they couldn't leave, in hopes that they just wouldn't try?
What was on the other side of the forest? A city? A road? An ocean? Well she'd swim then. Nixie crossed the lawn hesitantly. But what if there were alarms? Or guard dogs. She was terrified of that thought. Being torn to bits by dogs. That sounded horrible.
Still, Nixie moved forward. If she didn't run, it wouldn't look like she was doing anything more than taking a walk, right? She didn't get to go too far. She'd made it 300 yards or so when she ran into something. Nixie stumbled backwards, rubbing her forehead. "Ow," she whispered almost angrily, though still rather sedated.
Grey blue eyes looked for the thing she'd run into, but she saw nothing. How? Nixie reached out hesitantly, until her fingertips touched something. It glowed a blue orange color, wherever her fingers touched. It was some kind of force field, or something. Impossible. Things like that only happened in movies. But then again, so did knocking someone down with, nothing.
She placed both hands on it now, and pushed. But that had been a bad idea. When Nixie applied force to the wall, the wall forced back, shooting her backwards by five or ten feet where she landed on her back in the grass. Well, that hurt.
Nixie sat up and looked, at nothing, though at the barrier keeping them all inside. She sighed, and pulled her knees to her chest. Her breathing was under control again, and the sedative was still working. She rested her chin on her knees and stared out into the world she'd no longer know. It was hard for Nixie. She loved being outdoors in the world, and now, sitting here in front of the force field, watching it go by, was the best she was going to get.
She pulled her chin in until her forehead was rested on her knees, covering her face and the tears threatening to spill. This was just a bad dream. Just a bad dream...
Last edited by p o p p e t ♥; 03-07-2014 at 03:57 PM..
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